Reading the Reports

Author note: this story was written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge, below this line are exactly 750 words:

The first day at Betalpha Consultants after the Christmas party was always the same for Zara, HR manager. A stack of incident reports on her desk. Her office door was locked and the blinds drawn to protect everyone's privacy.

Several employees (Adam, Giorgio, Cameron, Ben, Ed, Frank and Danny) had items left on their desks, such as condom wrappers, pairs of knickers, women's shoes and torn fishnet stockings.

This happened every year, but the mystery culprit was getting more creative. Fishnet stockings were a new addition.

Hayley's office was left in a state of disarray. Lipstick smears on the glass partition. All objects thrown off her desk. Unidentified stain on the carpet.

Hayley would no doubt claim it was nothing to do with her, but she was the only one with access to her office.

Photocopier damaged due to excessive weight placed upon it. Printed images of an unknown employee's arse cheeks found in the tray.

A Christmas classic. Hard to fault it. A victimless crime. Well, except the photocopier.

Imogen was discovered in the employee bathroom taking intimate photos on her phone.

So her comment to Imoagen about how good the lighting was in the bathroom had hit home. Had Imogen's lucky husband been wanking over his wife's nudes as she teased him?

Zara squeezed her thighs together, her pulse beginning to race.

Karina was seen beneath Joseph's desk performing fellatio on him while he collated a document.

Petite Karina had a reputation as a bit of a slut so Zara was hardly surprised, especially after she'd made the two of them sit next to each other in the last meeting. More surprising was Joseph's devotion to his work.

Melissa and Lara were surprised in a state of undress in the supply cupboard.

Zara slipped her hand into the front of her work trousers; she'd gone without knickers today, knowing what was coming. Melissa hadn't asked for a junior assistant but Zara had assigned her one anyway and now it was paying off. Finding her clit, she pictured experienced Melissa grinding her pussy onto Lara's fresh, enthusiastic face, coating her mouth and tongue with juices.

Oscar was overheard having sex with Paige in the central meeting room. Nina was watched while observing and masturbating.

She bit back a moan, pleased she'd put those three together on the marketing brief. Perhaps Paige was on her back, legs spread as Oscar railed her, releasing the built-up tension of their workplace rivalry while his wife looked on. Her eyes were hungrily envious but her pussy soaking wet from the sight of her husband claiming another woman.

Ruby and Quinlan were interrupted together in her office. Quinlan was naked except for a leather collar and leash.

Her eyebrows shot up. Ruby was easily double the age of Quinlan, and as a company executive it was incredible she'd even spoken to him before, let alone turned him into her pet. That is, if she hadn't subtly suggested Quinlan might privately ask her for a pay rise. Zara began rubbing her clit faster, feeling the warm arousal flooding through her body. Quinlan was a cocky little shit fresh from college. She could see the appeal of taming him.

Usman, Seth and Tyler were caught, pants down, masturbating while looking at phone images of Usman's partner.

It would have been better if Usman had sneaked his girlfriend into the party and shared her with his buddies, taking her willing mouth and looking into her wide, excited eyes as another cock slid deep into her pussy. She could grip the third man in her fist, stroking him ever closer to climax, ready to receive all three loads. An idea for next year.

The next report was the last and she pushed hard into her fingers, rubbing fast.

A member of the public named 'Veronica' accessed the secure area after the party in order to perform a strip show. Several employees were present but only Yasmine, Woody and Xander have been positively identified so far.

Zara pulled her hand out of her trousers and smiled, the last traces of her orgasm still washing over her. She'd kept her moaning to a minimum, at least. The last report reminded her to text Veronica and ask for her spare swipe card to be returned. Even though working in HR meant she knew all the naughty, kinky things that went on, it also meant that she couldn't be seen participating, no matter how many fishnet stockings she left on their desks.