The following story was written for the 2017 Literotica Annual Nude Day Contest. In honor of the nude day theme, this is about a group of coworkers challenged to a week of clothing optional office hours. Not surprisingly, unspoken attractions come to light, and culminate in an unexpected group sex spectacle. Please enjoy, and don't forget to vote if you appreciated the ride!
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I ducked into the foyer cradling my morning coffee in one hand and trying to manage my dripping umbrella with the other. I hated Monday mornings, especially rainy ones. Not that I had a bad job, Monday morning was just Monday morning.
I nodded to the guy at the desk, who's name I still didn't know, and scrambled to reach the elevator as it closed. My job is on the nineteenth floor, high atop a midtown office building, at the headquarters of AppLab. We're a small company, specializing in mobile app development. A few of our products had recently become very popular. After a lot of hard work, we were all finally enjoying ourselves and receiving some proper job security.
Creative companies like ours are always interesting to work for. My boss, an ambitious, outspoken middle-aged woman named Karen, is not afraid to disrupt the industry, or our work environment, with a unique perspective and forward-thinking ideas. I knew she was growing restless for our next big idea, but I never could have predicted the experiment that would soon come about, intended to coax us there.
The elevator slid open and I strolled out, then headed for the big glass doors to our office. "Morning, Rachel!" I said, passing the receptionist.
"Hey, good morning Taylor," she replied. "Don't forget the meeting at ten this morning!" She smirked.
I groaned. "Right, thanks."
Rachel never missed an opportunity to tease me about a meeting I had once forgotten about that was my duty to lead. As embarrassing a memory as it was, I didn't mind her teasing. Rachel was a few years younger than me, incredibly cute and flirty, with long, curly hair, sexy glasses, and a dimpled smile.
I continued into the office space and ran into Isabel returning to her seat. She and Alyshah did the marketing for all our apps. Isabel was the most beautiful woman in the office; tall and fit, with a killer smile, long dark hair, and a perfectly sized chest. I spent all day watching her come and go, mesmerized by her tight ass in a pair of dark jeans. She was shy, but there was undoubtedly some latent sexual tension between us.
As I approached my workstation, I glanced over at Isabel's, like I did every day. She was looking up at me with a great big smile. She waved excitedly. I waved back. Alyshah smirked at us. I sat down and took another gulp of coffee.
More of my coworkers rolled in. Ariel, the office assistant. Andrew, who worked closely with my boss. And of course, the coding team, which was always last to file in: Alexis, Tim, Ryan, Darrell, and Yuke.
Ten o'clock rolled around and we all crowded into the conference room. Everyone pulled up a seat around the long conference table, except for a few of the coders who hid in the back with their laptops. Karen strolled into the room with a commanding presence, which hushed our idle chatter.
"Hello everyone!" she exclaimed.
"Hi Karen!" we all answered.
"So-- we're at that point now where we need some new ideas. I think it's time to start thinking about how we debut 'the next big thing.' Let's discuss. Who brought me some ideas?"
Karen went around the room, calling on people who had ideas to throw out. Unfortunately none of them were deemed special enough. Most were derivatives of other successful products. Karen was looking for something really new and cool, but nothing seemed to be inspired enough for incubation.
I watched our boss finally take a seat. She let out a long sigh. I glanced at Isabella, who gritted her teeth at me, suggesting that she was thinking what I was thinking. We knew what happened with Karen felt our team had hit a wall. The last time this happened, she implemented a system where for one whole week, office communication between employees could only be done in rhyme. As kooky as our boss was, it worked. It got everyone thinking on their feet, and soon enough we had our next app fully whiteboarded. Still, no one was looking forward to another one of her creative office experiments.
"Oh, I have an idea!" Karen said, suddenly becoming alert. "Something I saw on YouTube. Andrew-- get me set up for projection." Within a few minutes, the curtains were drawn and the projector had come down. Karen's laptop soon had something queued up and ready to go. "I saw this video about an office in Europe somewhere. They did something that put everyone on their toes, to say the least. It might be just the thing we need!" she said, as she hit play.
A mere five seconds into the video, I felt the butterflies forming in my stomach. Jaws had dropped around the room. We sat there stunned, as a five-minute documentary introduced a German company that caused a sensation when they implemented a no-clothing policy for a week at their company offices. The video featured a lot of talking heads, as both male and female employees talked about their experiences, intercut with shots of them sitting around conference tables like ours; the women with their bulging chests blurred out.
There was a naked man with his crotch blurred approaching a naked girl at her desk. They discussed something mundane. I was too distracted by the fuzzy outline of her boobs to follow. A wide shot of the office depicted at least thirty people, coming and going in their birthday suits as if it was no big deal, each one with their genitals blurred out. They were handing each other papers, having conversations, looking like they were completely unaware that the person in front of them had everything hanging out.
When the video ended, there was dead silence. The lights came up, and I saw wide eyes and disbelief on everyone's faces. Even Darrell and Yuke, who were always tapping away at their computers, were frozen with astonishment.
Karen laughed. "This is the most attentive I've ever seen all of you! I guess I might be on to something."
"Wait, wait, wait," said Alyshah, "You're suggesting we work together, naked?"
"Why not?" said Karen. Alyshah tried to speak but couldn't find the words.
Rachel chimed in. "How would that...? I don't-- I can't even..." she stammered, putting her hand to her head.
Karen interrupted before things got out of control. "Obviously I can't force anyone to do this, so it's not mandatory, but let's say that starting tomorrow office hours are clothing optional," Karen explained. "Those of you who want to give it a try can take your clothes off. The rest of you... well hopefully you'll decide later to join in."
"But like... logistically, how does that even work?" asked Ryan. "We just show up like that? What about the guys? Um... stuff happens to us." There was nervous laughter around the room.
Karen chuckled. "Well obviously you're not going to show up to the building naked-- you can change out of your clothes in the hallway bathroom before coming into the office," she explained. "As as far as being a man goes... I assume you're talking about erections. But we're all adults here, right? Everyone knows men get erections. So if it happens, it happens. Just go sit at your desk until it goes away. I'm sure no one will be offended, but if anyone is, just come see me about it."
I was trying to get my head straight, hearing all this. Was I really listening to my boss talking about erections? I glanced at Isabel. I could tell she almost didn't want to look at me. Finally I caught a brief glance from her. Her eyes were like saucers.
"Anyway, that's the deal. We need a brave, bold new idea. And you get brave ideas by doing something brave. Consider it a challenge. Let's see who's up to it!" Karen concluded.
