Stacy was a very successful rep of Metropolitan Agency. She quickly made a name for herself thanks to being a tall attractive blonde, and due to her aggressive outgoing can do attitude. She took pride in looking great for a 32-year-old woman. She had a sexy body maintained by working out religiously. She had light blonde shoulder length hair, great curves, a fuzzy well-trimmed blonde pussy, and supple C cup breasts. Stacy had thick nipples as wide as dimes centered in plum sized areolas, which always drove her husband and her past boyfriends wild. Despite Stacy's working out frequently, she still had a little bit of a beer belly which she hated, but hid it as best she could with the form fitting clothing she liked to wear.
Stacy wasn't without her share of enemies at Metropolitan Agency. She stepped on many toes on her way to success, and in many cases she could be a total bitch on wheels. There wasn't one person in the office where she worked that didn't want to put Stacy in her place. Despite being extremely successful in her job, Stacy was a notorious gossiper and back stabber. This was about to catch up with her and change her life forever.
Ryan (Stacy's office manager) came in early Monday morning as usual to get on top of his agency's business for the week. He was surprised to find a large sealed manila colored package on his desk. Not entirely sure what it was and having a number of things to attend to, Ryan set the package aside and got started on getting his to-do's in order. About two hours after everyone got into the office Ryan got around to the mysterious package and opened it up. At first he was unimpressed as he saw simply a stack of papers upon opening the package. Once he pulled them out he saw that they were printed out copies of emails and instant message conversations. Upon reading some of them he noticed that they were all written by Stacy and her friends, and were scathing emails about Ryan, Stacy's co-workers, their clients, and personal secrets about Ryan and the rest of his team.
Ryan was so upset that he was trembling at his desk. He thought "Oh my God! How could she do this to us!"
It took Ryan an additional hour to cool off enough and think about what he was going to do before stepping out of his office and addressing his employees.
Ryan walked to the center of the office and greeted his staff all at once. "Everyone, I think we have been growing apart over the past year as a group and we need to take a day to have a team building exercise. I'll schedule a meeting this afternoon so we can plan a fun day for all of us tomorrow."
Stacy remembered she had an appointment this afternoon. "Ryan, Could you schedule the meeting before 3 pm today? I have a doctor's appointment today and I need to leave at 3 today to get there on time."
Ryan retorted, "Thanks for letting me know. I'll work it out." With that Ryan returned to his office. He decided that he would schedule the fake meeting at 2 pm and then secretly schedule the real meeting shortly after 3 and invite everyone but Stacy to attend. Ryan was feeling blood flush into his cock as he thought about setting up a big surprise for that backstabbing bitch Stacy.
Right on time as the fake meeting was coming to a close, Stacy got up abruptly, grabbed her purse and effects and headed for the door. To every man's fortune on her team, her breasts jiggled and bounced wildly as she quickly made her way to the door. "See you all tomorrow guys and gals!" She was genuinely excited about the fun day tomorrow.
After she left, Ryan quickly shifted gears and brought out copies of the gossip and back biting emails Stacy had written about him, all her co-workers, and their clients. Janie, Randy, Steve, Chet, Matt, John, and Alison were blown away. Janie exclaimed, "She's always so mean to us, how could she do this! Augh!" Everyone was getting upset. Ryan quickly began talking to them about what they were going to do to make this right. It was critical that they all work together on this or it was going to fail and blow up in their face in a very bad way...
That next morning Ryan quickly got set up in the conference room so that he was seated facing the room's doorway at the far side of the table. As his staff trickled in he waited for Stacy to arrive and quickly called her into the conference room. "Stacy, can you join me in the conference room please?"
Stacy just got in and really needed to pee following her commute in to the office. "Ryan I need to use the restroom and I'll be right with you."
"Stacy, this will just take a second. Get in here, I need to run something by you, and then you can go visit the girl's room." Ryan replied.
"Uhhhhh. Alright Ryan. What's up?" Stacy said as she came in, closed the door and took a seat across from Ryan.
Ryan couldn't believe his luck. Stacy was wearing a cute kaki skirt that ended a few inches above her knees, and a low cut cream-colored top that accentuated her very interesting cleavage.
"I need to you quickly look at these and tell me what you think." Ryan said as he handed over some of the printed emails Stacy had written.
At that point Alison walked by the conference room window and with an evil grin, waved to Ryan and gave him a thumbs up indicating that Stacy had left her car keys and her cell phone on her desk and were now well out of Stacy's reach.
Stacy excitedly looked at the documents thinking that Ryan was trying to get some professional advice from her. When she saw what the printed documents were she froze with her face looking down on the table. "Ahhh. I don't know. How did you get..."
Ryan was out of patience and BAM! Slammed his hands down on the table yelling, "How could you do this to us Stacy?! HUH?! You treat everyone here like shit half the time, and then you have to go and stab us in the back and betray our confidence and the confidence of our clients?!
Stacy lost control of her bladder for an instant and peed herself briefly before she composed herself and stopped the flow of urine into her panties and skirt. She hoped that her piss didn't soak through the back of her skirt. Her face was turning many shades of red and she didn't know what to say. "I. I. I. I'm sorry Ryan. Ahh." She couldn't look him in the eye being so embarrassed that she got caught in her backstabbing and she now realized that she had peed herself more than she thought.
Stacy finally shakily brought her head up and looked at Ryan. She noticed that his pupils suddenly dilated and his tone changed. "I'll tell you what we're going to do. We are having the team building fun day, and you are going to be our team building Fuck Slut project for the day today." Ryan said with a smile as he rose to his feet.
Stacy could see that Ryan's cock was already erect and restrained within his pants.
She shot up from her seat, barely murmuring "I'm out of here." Turned and made her way to the closed door.
Ryan noticed a dark wet spot about the size of a softball on the back of her skirt. "Oh my God I made her piss herself!" Ryan thought with glee.
Stacy quickly noticed that the entire staff was crowded around the conference room as she tried to scurry out of the room.
"What the Hell are you all doing out here!" She yelled at them as she began pushing her way through them to get to her desk and escape.
"Grab her!" Ryan exclaimed as he came out of the conference room.
Randy and Alison quickly grabbed Stacy on each side by her arms and pulled her back around to face the center of the crowded circle her co-workers had formed around her.
Janie walked up to Stacy so close that Janie's breasts pushed into Stacy's. She slowly exhaled a hot breath into Stacy's face, looked down at their touching pairs of breasts and looked back up into Stacy's eyes. "We are going to use your whole body to make us feel good Stacy."
Janie grabbed Stacy by the hair on the back of her head and kissed Stacy full and on the lips for what seemed like forever, and then ran her wet saliva covered tongue in a big long swipe across the left side of Stacy's face from her chin to her eyeball.
Stacy began to sob uncontrollably and exclaimed, "You. You can't do this!"
"We are doing this." Ryan retorted. "We have to work together here people. Let's get Stacy out of those clothes. Randy, Alison, hold her. The rest of you start on getting her out of that piss stained skirt" Ryan laughed out loud after he said that.
Stacy began struggle to get free. Janie quickly slapped Stacy as hard as she could across the face as Steve and John each promptly grabbed one of Stacy's ankles immobilizing her legs.
Ryan pulled out an orange ball gag and tried to get it into Stacy's mouth. "No way! Mmm mmmm!" Stacy closed her mouth tight not letting Ryan insert the ball gag. Matt stepped forward and gave Stacy a quick jab into her stomach.
"Huhhhhhnnn!" Stacy exclaimed and Ryan popped the ball gag into her mouth quickly buckling it tight behind the base of Stacy's head. "Ahhhnnnnnnnn!" Stacy moaned around the ball gag now intrusively stuck in her mouth.
"That'll shut her up for now." Ryan and Matt said almost simultaneously. " Now, strip her." Ryan commanded.
Matt and Janie began to undo the buttons and zipper of Stacy's skirt and jointly pulled the garment down over Stacy's curvy tan hips down to her ankles. Steve and John switched up their grip of Stacy's legs and pulled her skirt completely off leaving Stacy's with only her lacy light yellow thong panties covering her pussy. They then stood up and began to work Stacy's top up over her supple C cup boobs.
Randy and Alison forcibly lifted Stacy's arms up and allowed Janie and Matt to slip Stacy's top over her head and off of her body.
Stacy now stood, gagged, held by four of her coworkers wearing only her lacey light yellow bra and thong panties, her jewelry, and her high-heeled shoes. With that Randy and Alison thrusted Stacy forward with a shove causing her to crumple immediately to the floor. Steve and John, still holding Stacy's ankles, now swiftly took off Stacy's high heeled shoes and released her letting Stacy get up on all fours.
Stacy was mortified, she felt totally vulnerable, and still had to pee something terrible. "Nnnnnnaaaaaaahhhh." She murmured around her ball gag as a stream of her saliva began pouring out over her lower lip and hung nearly all the way to the floor.
