It is 10:03 a.m. on the office clock ... I am late for our meeting. I hastily enter the boardroom where already the chairs are filled as they sit waiting impatiently for me. They are business people .. men and women .. they number eight in all. I enter and lock the door behind me. I remove my clothes. In this soundproof conference room I am the only one naked. They settle back and contemplate .. all eight pairs of eyes lustfully scrutinizing me.
That is our arrangement. I was laid off in my previous office job due to cutbacks but I had excellent administrative skills, an outgoing personality, and an attractive figure, with blonde hair and a smile that often drew people's attention.
It didn't take long for me to land my first interview. It was at a very prestigious office for a large marketing company. My interviewer was a handsome man in his late 30s. It was a good interview. I handled myself very well in spite of my nervousness and he was pleased with my answers. He seemed to find me attractive, as he kept looking me up and down which only made me fidget more.
The office was sparsely decorated with his large cluttered desk dominating most of the space. There was a print of Van Gogh's Sunflowers on one wall .. on the opposite wall was a large mirror which I remember thinking looked rather peculiar and out of place in an office. He excused himself and returned minutes later with a pleased look on his face.
Finally he told me. My office qualifications are impeccable .. but there are a group of people in the office who need more from me ... they need a slut ... a blonde slut. They interviewed hundreds of applicants but had found none to their liking. I was exactly what they were looking for.
He told me they would triple their advertised salary if I agreed to it. I was intrigued. Deep inside of me is a slut yearning to be released .. at times the lust I feel is almost overwhelming. I loved the thought of being a dirty little girl. I listened more.
He said they are a group of people who need to have a slut at 10:00 a.m. and 3:00 p.m. every day. It is camouflaged as a meeting to others who are not in the group. The conference room is soundproofed and locked. No one outside knows as they hustle back and forth across the hall outside attending to their urgent business.
I have been working here now for six months .. pleasing my bosses as their slut.