The familiar alert sound played through my computer's speakers indicating the next project meeting was starting. I sighed; I had finally finished the project I had been working on during my time in isolation only to be interrupted by yet another work call.
"Can't we just go back to emailing?" I mumbled under my breath as I made the final edits to the image I had been tinkering with. I adjusted my workspace quickly and pulled up the call, making sure I was still on mute before jumping into the group chat.
"Alright everyone, good to see you here. I just wanted to go over a bit more of what we talked about yesterday, give me a minute to just make sure everyone got into the room, OK?" The current project lead looked over her list of call participants reading out each name for confirmation. As soon as I heard my name, I switched off the mute,
"Yes, Natalie, I'm here" I took a moment to look up and make virtual eye contact with our lead. I hadn't seen her in person for a few months now, but it was nice to see she was clearly keeping in shape even with all the gyms closed. Natalie had always been a good looking brunette, though very self-conscious of her large D cup breasts so she tended to dress conservatively at work, and today's call was no different. She was wearing a blue dress shirt; her hair pulled all the way back and fashionable black rimmed glasses over her eyes. Her cleavage was sadly nowhere to be seen, at least for now. I pulled up the image I had been working on and attached it to a personal email to Natalie and hit send. I could see Natalie's eye dart over to the side of her screen as her computer alerted her to the new message in her inbox which she promptly clicked on while continuing to read off names.
Finally pulling up the image Natalie stopped, her mouth open a little as she stared blankly at the screen. A few coworkers began to chime in, asking her if she was OK. I sent Natalie a little practice message.
[Tell them everything is fine. The meeting needs to be rescheduled; you just got a new email from Dan telling you to move this to later]
Natalie sat up in her chair, "Alright everyone it looks like Dan wants to be in on this call so we're going to have to move it to later in the schedule. Just keep an eye on your messages, I'll check back in later today."
[You need to have a one on one meeting with me about the current state of our project. Call me once you've ended the group meeting]
I closed my group meeting and did not have to wait long before I saw Natalie calling me.
"Hey, so I just quickly wanted to go over the project with you one on one" she said, looking a bit perplexed as to what she wanted to talk to me about. Quickly I typed in a message in the chat window to her.
[You will answer all questions as honest and open as you possibly can Natalie. No question will seem strange or unprofessional]
"Of course, Natalie, you know I'm more than willing to keep you updated with my end of the project here. Before we get started though how horny have you been during this whole distancing thing?"
"Oh my God, like so horny, you have no idea. I have a roommate Angela and I keep almost suggesting to her we try fucking just to blow some steam off. I'm barely bi and all I can think about before going to bed at night is her mouth lapping at my pussy while I shove her face closer to my cunt." She paused no doubt her brain trying to process if this was "open and honest" enough of a response.
"Wow Natalie I had no idea, you always dress so conservatively at work, I just assumed you to be quite the prude. Is that not true?"
Natalie took a breath, seemingly struggling to answer. The subliminal messaging I had sent through my little project though was too much for her, she had to obey.
"Oh no, I only dress this way at the office. Usually I love to show my body off. I have gorgeous tits you know? I just don't want people like you staring at me in the office. You know, losers who work day in and day out with no ambition at this company."
I smiled to myself. I had suspected Natalie was secretly a bitch about these sorts of things and now I was beginning to see it for myself.
"Oh yea Natalie, and what's your current goal for this project?"
"I need another promotion. If I get another raise, I can buy another house and rent that one out too. The more property I can invest in the closer I can get to not actually working and just collecting rent checks from suckers"
"Ah, I see Natalie. Really just another parasite in a long line of landlords. Well good, I'm glad you have such high and might goals in this life."
[Every time I ask you a question remove a piece of clothing. Each question also makes you hornier and wetter than the last]
I started off small, "So Natalie, what can I do to help speed up this project?"
She squirmed visibly in her chair as she shimmied out of her dress pants and replied, "Actually I need you to put in more hours this weekend. Since we're all staying at home anyways it won't be any loss for you, really all you should be putting in 12-hour days for us since you can't really go anywhere."
"And will I be getting overtime pay for this?"
