It had all started innocently. I'd opened the door to the photocopier room and seen Laura, the office junior, in the process of removing her blouse. The fact that she was eighteen, gorgeous and with a fantastic trim figure meant that she instantly grabbed my attention.
I quickly closed the door, leaving a small crack which I could see her through. Having removed her white blouse she reached inside a bag to take out a newly bought top. All the time she did this I was focused on her white bra, from which her breasts were threatening to spill out from. I was completely transfixed by the sight and oblivious to the figure approaching from behind me.
"What are you upto?" said Louise, one of the supervisors.
I mumbled an unconvincing excuse, but she brushed past me and opened the door. There stood a startled Laura and from the look on Louise's face it was obvious I was in serious trouble.
I'd stammered all kinds of excuses but to no avail, and so I found myself summoned to the managers office. I had to wait for an hour before my allotted time, and spent this trying to think up further excuses, all of which were equally implausible.
I approached the managers door with an intense feeling of dread and had to swallow hard before knocking. I was asked to enter and found the manager Julie sitting behind her desk, Louise was also present and Julie's personal assistant Carol was sat in the far corner, notebook and pen in hand.
I stood there, shoulders slumped, feeling sick and embarrassed. Julie spoke first, she was an attractive blonde haired woman in her early forties, dressed in a light grey suit.
"What we have is a very serious allegation against you, young man," she paused, allowing the seriousness of the situation to sink in. "Do you have anything to say in defence of these allegations?"
I shook my head, and looked down at my feet, desperately wanting the floor to open up beneath me.
"Before I make any decision on your punishment, I think it is only fair that you first apologise to Laura for your actions," Julie added.
With this Carol was signalled to go and get Laura. She returned quickly and I found myself stood next to Laura, who was once again wearing her white blouse.
I muttered my apology to Laura, and added that it had all been a terrible accident. She looked far from impressed, merely glaring at me.
"Rest assured," said Julie to Laura. "That we will be taking the strongest action in this case, but we also feel that you, as the one that has suffered, should have your input into the punishment that he recieves. Do you have any suggestions that you would like to make?"
Although Laura's looks suggested a demure, respectful young lady, she was anything but. She had already acquired a reputation around the office for her bluntness and willingness to voice her opinion on the crudest of topics, indeed, this was part of her attraction.
"Well saying as I've been humiliated and ogled by this pervert, I think it's only fair he should be made to feel the same way".
I was a bit taken aback by her outburst, as obviously the others were.
"What exactly do you mean, Laura?" enquired Julie.
"He should be made to strip in front of me," she spat the comment out, with deadly seriousness.
Julie looked as bewildered as I felt, and she looked around to Louise and Carol for advice. Before any could be issued, Laura added.
"It's either that or I want the Police bringing in". A real fear was now setting in to me. I looked pleadingly around at everyone, but they still looked in a state of confusion.
It was Louise that spoke next. "Well I suppose that it must be one or the other if that's what Laura wants".
Julie nodded and then presented the options to me, "Either you agree to what Laura proposes, or we will have to involve the Police, the decision is yours".
My brain had turned to jelly, what was I supposed to do, the thought of the Police and then it appearing in the papers was too horrible to contemplate.
"I'll do what she says, as long as the Police aren't involved," my voice barely audible.
"Right, go on then strip!" Laura had moved to the same side of the desk as the others, and was stood with her arms folded across her chest, a look of menace in her eyes.
I didn't have a clue what she expected, so I undid my tie and placed it on the desk, before unbuttoning my shirt. I awkwardly removed this and dropped it on the floor. Standing before them with my arms hanging by my side. At nineteen I was a year older than Laura, but in many ways I looked much youger. I glanced across at the four of them, they sat staring intently at my hairless chest.
"And the rest," barked Laura.
"But it was only your top I saw you without," I blurted. I hadn't realised it was supposed to go further than this.
"Don't be stupid," she sneered,"All of it, unless you'd rather explain yourself to the Police."
I looked pleadingly at the others. Carol then spoke, she was the eldest of the four in her early fifties, but she always dressed in a way that revealed large amounts of her ample bosom.
"It was agreed that Laura could set the punishment." A flushedness apparent in her face.
Julie listened and then looked at louise who nodded her approval.
"It's only fair that you take it all off," Julie said, "too feel the embarrassment that Laura had to endure".
I glanced at Laura who was looking anything but embarrassed, she stood defiantly with a smug expression on her face, revelling in my predicament.
I bent down and removed my shoes and socks, all the time aware that my trousers would be next. I stood upright and looked around for a helpful face, but by now they all seemed absorbed by the spectacle unfolding, this was reinforced by Julie, who nodded at my belt.
I slowly undid the buckle and then the buttons on my trousers, before ushering them down to my ankles. I was know stood before them in only my white boxer shorts, my hands positioned in front of my groin. "Is this not enough, I really am very sorry." I pleaded to Laura.
In response to this she made her way around the desk. I was confused by her advancement, especially when she picked up a ruler from the desk.
On reaching me she sneered. "Get it all off!"
And with that she whacked me with the ruler in my groin. My hands instantly grabbed my penis through my shorts as an intense tingling soared through my genitals.
Laura on seeing my discomfort then added a further couple of blows to my buttocks, causing me to clench them noticeably, and sending a further tingle up my body and forcing me to jerk forward.
