Martin Collins was called to see the Managing Director. Martin worked for a large software consultancy. His three-month probationary period was nearly up and he hoped to be offered a full time contract. Martin had been a Communications Officer in the army and had found it difficult to find a steady job since leaving the forces, although he is still only twenty-seven years old.
He knocked on the door of the Managing Director's office. Marie Smith let him in and shut the door behind him. Marie Smith was in her early forties, not an unattractive woman with long dark hair, but very sour and aloof with her workers. Her office was very spick and span, not a thing out of place.
Marie sat in a chair behind a very large dark oak desk. She gestured Martin to sit down which he did. Marie looked across the desk at Martin and explained that it was unlikely the company would offer Martin a permanent contract. Martin said he would undertake any additional training required and would do anything to keep his job.
Marie leant back in her chair and asked if anything meant anything, to which Martin replied it did. Marie said the situation could be resolved right here and now. Marie continued and told Martin he must strip naked right there in the office in front of her.
Martin was shocked, he could tell by Marie's tone that she was deadly serious. "I'll report you," Martin finally blurted out. Marie callously laughed and said who would believe him.
Martin realised the vulnerability of his situation. All he could say was would he keep his job? Marie said he would and again ordered him to strip. Martin stood up and for some reason looked around nervously. He asked what if somebody were to come in. Marie said she would deal with it. A third time she told him to strip.
Martin took off his shoes and socks. He slowly removed his tie, unbuttoned and took off his shirt. He then unzipped and took off his trousers. Martin was fit and well toned; seven years in the army had sought to that. He now stood embarrassed in front of his boss wearing only his underwear. Marie ordered him to get his underwear off. With no choice he slipped off and stepped out of his underwear. Marie ogled him. Martin was well hung – his cock probably about seven inches in its current flaccid state. Marie ordered Martin to play with himself. Martin said he had done what she wanted. Marie asked if he wanted to keep his job? With no real choice and now totally embarrassed Martin started to play with himself. Despite the acute embarrassment of the situation Martin felt his cock stiffen. Marie told him to move right up to the desk. He did this – his now fully erect cock quivering. Marie took a tape measure from the drawer of her desk. She leaned across the desk. She stroked his cock as she measured his length. "Nine and a half inches" she announced.
There was a knock on the door. Marie ordered whoever was knocking to wait a moment. Martin was panic-stricken and started to dress as quickly as he could. Marie was totally relaxed. As Marie opened the door Martin had managed to dress fully apart from his tie. Marie's Personal Assistant Heather Thompson handed some files to her. She looked at Martin and then back at Marie. The two women exchanged smiles and then Heather left the office.
Marie told Martin to come back at 5.30 when everybody was leaving for the evening. Martin just nodded and left the office.
At 5.30 Martin returned to Marie's office. She let him and shut the door behind them. Marie said they must start where they left off, gesturing Martin to strip. Just then there was a knock on the door. Marie called for the person knocking to come in. Heather Thompson came in and shut the door. Marie announced that Heather would be joining them to ensure they would not be disturbed. Twenty-two year old Heather Thompson had started as the office junior and now just five years on she was Marie's PA. Heather had long blonde hair, large breasts and a good figure. She was always smartly dressed at work, outside work sexily dressed but never tartily.
