Week 2. Brian had sporadically attended the office over the first few weeks of the quarantine. He wasn't required to be there, he could oversee the work from home, but every few days he would attend to ensure operations were running smoothly. It was on one of these days that Brian realised some supervision was required in the office below him. The building was riddled with cameras, all of which recorded to the server in his office.
It's not that he didn't trust his employees, but after the last sexual harassment lawsuit it was easier to field questions to things said and done throughout the building if the recording was available. His employees were not aware of most of the camera positions, in fact, management were only aware of those on their own floor. No one knew of the one in the elevator or that the conference room cameras recorded to his computer and notified him of new videos.
He sat down at his desk and opened the laptop. The film icon flashed at him. This was strange, he thought, he knew all the scheduled meetings, no one should have been in the conference room on the twelfth floor on Friday during week two of the quarantine.
He clicked on the flashing icon and observed the junior accountants clearly taking liberties with the dress code. He watched as they lounged around the room in boardshorts and t-shirts. He wasn't a strict man, but this was taking the lax rules too far. He called Eddie, the CEO and informed him of the indiscretion. He felt confident that Eddie would take care of the situation in the coming weeks.
Week 5. Brian returned to the office on Monday morning, reviewing the video footage for the past weeks to ensure those attending were upholding the prestigious reputation of the company. Flicking through each video, floor by floor, room by room. Nothing stood out as alarming or inappropriate until he reached the twelfth floor. It took him a moment for his brain to register what his eyes had briefly seen while scrolling through the footage. His hand hovered over the mouse for a moment before clicking back through the videos, stopping at the lunchroom on the previous Friday.
He watched in amazement as the office manager was accosted by the junior accountants. The boys slid closer to her, placing their hands over her body before blindfolding her and lifting her onto the lunch table. Her lack of resistance turned him on as he watched one of the boys lean forward and open her blouse exposing her full breasts contained in a lacy bra. Her nipple was sucked into an awaiting mouth while the other was teased with a hand. Though there was no sound, the movement of her lips and her open mouth clearly mimed moans which made his cock twitch and the familiar tingling to develop in his stomach.
He knew he shouldn't be watching but he couldn't take his eyes from the screen. His cock expanded at the sight of her glistening pussy as the boys lifted her skirt over her hips. She was wet. She clearly wanted these boys all over her. Her eagerness excited him further, his hand moving to the hardening cock in his business pants. He slowly stroked his shaft as he watched her devour the cock at her lips. The tilt of her head allowed the long pole to slide all the way in, her chin tickled by his pubic hair.
Brian groaned. He imagined it was his cock deep in her throat, the warmth of her mouth sending a shiver through him. His hand quickened, gripping harder. He nearly came watching fingers being thrust into her pussy. She continued to suck the cock in her throat while rubbing the shaft next to her. He watched as her clit was licked and sucked as she pleasured the boys around her. He exploded at the sight of the fist being pounded into her. She clearly climaxed at that point bring the party to a mutually satisfying end. Brian sat stunned at what he had just witnessed. He should be upset. He should be filing some sort of complaint, but his satisfied cock encouraged him to leave it, while his mind encouraged him to see if this went anywhere. He frantically checked over footage for the rest of the week but found no other transgressions.
Brian returned to the office the following days hoping to gain pleasure from potential dalliances on the twelfth floor, but alas he was denied any playtime. He had almost given up hope when he observed the live stream from the elevator on Thursday. Not normally a location to expect any kind of excitement, Brian was intrigued by the positioning of a junior accountant and the office manager. As they entered the elevator, he pushed her back, trapping her against the back wall of the confined space, before turning his back to her and standing almost on top of her. He watched with anticipation as the camera angle clearly showed her hand sliding into his pocket while his hand was held behind his back, delving into her suit pants.
His cock twitched and hardened as he watched her face, fingers clearly playing with her pussy. Having seen her wet crotch days before he imagined she would be dripping over the fingers inside her. His hand stroked his cock, gripping harder than before. Rubbing the skin over his shaft. He observed people getting on and off the elevator, oblivious to the pleasure being dealt in the corner. This only served to excite Brian more as he came with the figures on the screen, shooting his load over his desk.
Previous experience had displayed a pattern of events occurring on Fridays and Brian made sure to attend the office and watch the live feed of the cameras on the twelfth floor. He was not disappointed. The conference room camera was activated by movement in the room and turned on almost immediately as the day began. He watched as the office manager walked towards one of the boys. He grabbed her by the throat before turning her around and bending her over the table.
Her head was pushed onto the waiting shaft of one guy while the other slammed his hard cock into her pussy. Brian released his hardened pole from his pants, stroking the shaft slowly, feeling the intensity building in his balls, hoping the scene would last. She was wet, he could see how wet she was despite the pounding she was receiving. The guy leaned forward strumming her clit. She exploded, juice dripping out of her pussy as she screamed on the cock in her throat.
The three moved to the table and a fourth joined the scene. The hand around her throat guided her to a position over the guy laying on the table. He watched the long cock gliding into her lowered pussy with ease. His hand quickened on his own shaft, feeling the tingling building throughout his body, as the second guy moved in behind her and slid his pole into her arse. Brian had never seen anything like this before. His excitement grew as she took a third cock into her mouth. Watching her being abused by the three guys and enjoying it caused his hand to grip his shaft tightly and vigorously slide the length of him. He came as they did, her body convulsing with her second orgasm. The guys visibly stiffening and driving their shafts deeper in as they came.