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It was a rough month. Lost my job. No one was hiring. The world was falling apart. Bills were looming. I wasn’t proud of what I did, but deep down I enjoyed it. The humiliation, the submission, the depravity. I longed for it. It got me through some tough times. And it got me paid. Well. This is how I became an Office Slut:

Like I mentioned, I was down on my luck. Living in the big city was tough enough on my own, but after the pandemic shut down almost everything it was tough for everyone. I looked for any sort of job, way below my pay grade and skill. I couldn’t find anything. With the monthly pay the government was giving out, I’d be short on bills within the month. Things were grim. A thought crossed my mind; I knew I had a nice body but I wasn’t sure if selling it to the highest bidder was the answer.

I have big boobs for my size. I always have. And a round ass. Thank god for that. I was always confident with my body, and I think that helped me more times than I could count. Except with guys. I never had a long relationship, as guys were always jealous of how I held myself. I didn’t need them and they knew that, so I mostly had one night stands or just played with myself. That just grew my confidence even more.

One of my favourite past times is masturbating in front of a mirror. One hand rubbing my large, bare lips, the other caressing my boobs, hardening my perky nipples, easily visible against my large, dark pink areolas. I’d tease myself with my own hands, rubbing myself down before I was wet enough to slide in one of the multiple vibrators or dildos I had (another down side of not having a full time guy). I’d bend over and stare at my holes as I inserted various toys into them. I was always curious what someone’s view would be like to fuck me. I loved it and I loved my body and my confidence soared because of it.

One night I was at home, frustrated from job searching all day. Handed out over 15 resumes, all whom said they weren’t hiring. That’s when I started drinking wine. Then I noticed the bottle was almost done. Then I found myself searching adult classifieds. Most were of guys trying to sell themselves as the best dick in town, and it’d be my pleasure to hook up with them. I skipped those. Some were from woman, just looking for something fun. I contemplated those more than guys at that point. One ad did catch my eye though:

‘Looking for professional business woman to work for our firm. Must be willing to work with a team and open to new ideas.’

I thought that was a strange ad to be in the adult section, but I thought maybe, just maybe, I could get an interview and be hired. It sounded professional, and what’d I have to lose? I emailed the address, telling them of my job history and schooling, also asking what exactly the job was, and what duties were expected of me. At 2am that morning I got my response:

‘Thank you for applying. You appear to have the qualifications needed for the position, we just have a few follow up questions:

How do you feel about workplace nudity?

What are your limits sexually?

What’s the craziest thing you’ve done sexually?

Please attach a naked photo from the neck down if you’re still interested in the position of Office Stress Mediator. It pays $400/ day plus tips and you can start at 9am today if interested.’

I just about spat out my wine. I’d be making more in a few days there then I would 2 weeks at my old job. The questions they asked did throw me off a bit though.. workplace nudity? Sexual limits? I wasn’t quite sure what a stress mediator did, but I had my guesses at the time (boy was I ever wrong). Plus I was still drunk. I told them I was fine with nudity, told them about the time I was spit roasted in a bar bathroom, then told them we could talk about limits in person. I snapped a pic for them as I was already naked and sent it all off. I then fell asleep awaiting a response.

I woke up groggy from the wine to another email. It listed the address to the building and said to be there 9am sharp in business casual. I had to rush to get ready in time, opting to shower rather than spend time on my makeup. I tossed on some black underwear, a black skirt, white blouse and off I went, still unsure exactly of what my new job would entail.

I walked up to the address listed to find a very tall, very grand skyscraper of offices. The place was huge. And busy. I walked in and found a directory board. I found the address listed was on the 63rd floor. It listed an investment firm as taking up the whole floor. ‘Must be a big operation, I thought to myself.’ I headed to the elevator and made my way up. I figured if the job sucked at least the views would be alright.

I got off the elevator and was met by a security guard standing in front of a large black door. I didn’t see any signs for the company, but introduced myself and told him I was here for the Office Stress Mediator job. He smiled smugly and unlocked the door. I had not realized it was a sound proof door because as he opened it I was hit with a bombardment of noise. escort kocaeli bayan

There was a mess of desks, screens, offices, phones ringing, people shouting, and people running back and forth in front of me. It took me a second to take it all in. The office was mostly males, but had some females too, all dressed in business suits. Everyone looked angry and everyone looked stressed. I guess that’s why I was there. Unsure of who actually hired me, I stopped the first guy I could see and and asked him if there was an HR manager or shift manager I could talk to. He didn’t look up from his work but pointed at an office at the far end of the floor. I thanked him and made my way over. Almost no one paid attention as I walked to the office. They were all so engrossed in their work, I don’t even know if they’d look up if I was naked.

I knocked on the door at the end of the hall. The blinds were drawn, covering the window, so I knocked again. No answer. I slowly opened the door, unsure of what else to do. I looked in and saw a man working away on his computer. He glanced up for a brief second, the waved me in, looking back at his computer.

“Hi I’m Melissa, I’m here for the Office Stress Mediator position. Were you the one who hired me?” I asked.

“Yes come in and sit,” he said, pointing to a couch in the corner.

I did as he said, peering around his office as I moved. It was pretty plain, his work probably taking up too much time to decorate. He was handsome, in his mid forties probably, clean shaven with brown hair. He had his suit jacket off and tie loosened, giving off a casual vibe.

“The last person that did your job didn’t last a day, so I’m going to be straight up with you. We need someone to alleviate the stress here. We’re all very busy, making very rich people more rich, trying to get rich ourselves along the way. The best way to relieve stress is to orgasm, so that’s why you’re here,” he blatantly stated.

I was a little surprised with how straight forward he was. But I guess that was better in this case. A little nervous still on what my job was I asked “and how exactly am I to help people orgasm?”

“However they ask you to. Some might like oral sex. Some might like anal. Some might just want an old fashioned hand job. You have to be willing to help out however they need. And if you do a really good job they might tip you on top of your pay. You perform well, you do well,” he said.

“So basically just go around person to person and help them cum however they want? Like some sort of whore?” I shamefully asked.

He blatantly answered “More or less, yes. We’ll need full discretion on your part. The pay reflects the job, if you make it through today and come back tomorrow I’ll give you a bonus days wage. Are you in or out?”

A big part of me wanted to get up and leave. I wasn’t sure if I could handle the job; I loved sex, and I loved showing off my body, but to do it as a job? On the other hand, I couldn’t even get hired at a grocery store earlier that week.. I needed the money, so I told myself I’d do whatever they asked for 2 days. That would I could get the bonus pay and that could hold me over until the end of the month.

“Ok I’m in,” I said.

“Take off all your clothes. Leave them on the couch, you won’t need them for the rest of the day. Then come over here when you’re done,” he commanded.

I hesitated, but thought about the money I could make. I did as he said and started undressing, piling my clothes on the couch. I undid my bra and my large breasts fell out, hanging slightly. I slid off my underwear, my bare mound unable to hide my tight puffy lips. He glanced up briefly from his computer, smiled, then continued working. I rubbed my breasts as I walked over to him, exciting my nipples. I was nervous, but I could feel between my legs get wet. Nervous but excited. He pointed under his desk and told me to sit. I crawled under, my round ass up in the air for him to admire. I turned to face him as he undid his belt.

I reached over and undid his button, then his fly. If I was really doing this I was going to commit. Whatever he wanted, whatever he asked, I’d do. With one motion I pulled down his pants and his boxers. His semi hard cock bounced as I lifted his clothes over it, quickly growing in front of me until he was rock hard. His cock was long but thin, with low hanging balls and shaved pubes. It was actually a great looking cock. He continued working, almost paying no attention to me, the naked slut below him.

I started with his balls, sucking and pulling on them, before licking all the way up to the top of his cock. I slid my lips up and down the outside of his long shaft, then I teased the tip with my tongue, tasting his precum, eagerly continuing on. I put the head of his cock in my mouth, slowly making my way down and up the length of his cock. I fondled his balls with my free hand, the other used to keep me from falling over, crammed under the desk. I picked up my pace, sloppily sucking his hard dick. It’s kocaeli otele gelen escort girth made it easy to go fast, but I couldn’t deepthroat his whole length.

I could feel him flex his cock in my mouth, making it harder than before, as my lips still wrapped around it. I could sense he was close, so I kept sucking fast, up and down, just around the tip, now stroking his shaft too. I could hear him moan in pleasure, flexing one more time before pushing back in his chair. I kept stroking, as a huge load of cum shot out from him, landing directly on my forehead, slowly dripping down my face. I didn’t stop stroking as more and more strands of his hot wet mess covered my face, until his cock went limp. I sucked the small amount of cum from the end of his dick, now able to take most of it in my mouth as it continued to return to its normal soft size. I could feel the cum running down my face and dripping onto my chest. I felt like such a slut. And I loved it.

He let me crawl out from under his desk, smiling as he saw the white mess covering my face.

“Clean yourself up then head to the office over. If you can please all 3 managers today you’re going to do really well here,” he told me.

Not having anything to clean myself with, i took my shirt and rubbed the cum from my face. I could tell I didn’t quite get all of it, but I was feeling slutty and didn’t mind. I walked out of the office, still completely naked. A couple people looked up from their work, I saw a few smile, but the majority of people didn’t even notice. I held my head high as I walked my bare ass into the office next door. As I stepped in the manager looked up, saw me standing there naked, hung up his phone and started undoing his pants. He was an older gentleman, thin framed with salt and pepper hair.

“Thank god you’re finally here, I was starting to get antsy,” he said, while dropping his pants and underwear to the ground. He was already hard, his thick cock stuck straight out from his body.

“Come over here and bend over,” he commanded.

I walked over to him, eager to please him. I was so wet and horny I couldn’t wait for him to fill me. I brushed my hand over his cock as I walked past, bending over in front of him, pressing my boobs against his desk, spreading my legs for him to enter me. He pushed his cock up against my wet lips, slowly pushing himself inside me. I stretched around him as he pushed deeper inside me. It felt so good to have a cock inside me, I moaned in pleasure as I easily took his full length inside me.

In no time he picked up his pace and started to fuck me fast and hard. It felt so good, so stretched, so wet. He slapped my ass as he continued pumping inside me.

“Flip over,” he grunted.

I did as he said, laying on his desk, putting my legs in the air, giving him a full view of my wet and bare pussy. He slid his cock back inside me, wasting no time to start thrusting fast and hard. My boobs jiggled with each thrust of his cock. He felt so good inside me, I didn’t want it to end but could tell he was close.

I could feel his cock stiffen further inside me, giving me one last hard pump before he pulled out, shooting his cum all over my stomach and chest. He kept stroking his cock, milking every bit of his jizz out, now dripping on my bare mound. He stayed standing there, so I hopped off the desk and quickly sucked his cock clean. His shaft was wet with my juices, his tip dripping the last of his juices. His cum slowly dripped down my body.

2 managers down, 1 to go, I thought to myself. This was more fun than I thought. They were respectful, just wanting someone to make them cum. Plus I got my pussy filled. I could get used to this. Once again I sloppily cleaned the cum from my body, smiling at the man with the thick cock as he did his pants back up.

“Thanks for that. I hope to see you again,” he said to me.

“Me too,” I replied cheekily.

Once again I stepped out of the office into the open work floor. A few more people looked, seemingly unbothered by my naked body. Such a different atmosphere than I ever imagined. I walked over and knocked on the last office door before entering.

This manager was a heavier man, but dressed really well, with tussled black hair and black framed glasses.

“Please, come sit,” he said. Can I get you a water or stiffer drink?” he asked.

“Im actually work quite good thanks,” I responded.

I sat on his chair, my sweat making my bare ass and legs stick to the leather. My nipples were hard with excitement as I was curious to what was next in store for me.

“I’m gonna be real with you. I’m an ass guy. Love assholes. Has anyone else used your asshole today?” he asked.

“No, just my pussy and mouth have been used so far. No one has been interested in my asshole yet.” I said back.

“Oo good,” he said smiling. “May I see it?” he asked.

I was surprised with how polite he was. I had no issue, so got up from his chair, turned around izmit suriyeli escort and spread my ass cheeks apart for him. My tight, dark asshole was on full display for him.

A big smile spread across his face, as he reached in his pants and started to stroke his cock. I stayed spread open for him waiting for my next instructions.

“Can you climb up on my desk and do that?” he asked.

I happily obliged, giving into his asshole fetish. I climbed onto his desk, knelt directly in front of him, facing away, placing my face on his desk, again spreading my ass apart. His pants were now around his knees, his short cock was tightly gripped in his hand, his large, full balls bunched below, and my asshole was inches from his face.

He continued to stroke his cock with short, quick jerks. I stayed spread but didn’t mind, as he was the easiest manager to please so far.

He then stopped, crawled onto the floor and laid down behind his desk.

“Please sit on my face.” he said politely.

I enjoyed how much he was into my ass so I had no trouble obliging. I hopped off his desk and positioned myself over his head, slowly squatting and lowering myself until my ass cheeks spread and my asshole pressed against his face. I was facing away from him but could hear him stroke his cock again. I felt his tongue push against my asshole, rimming my tight hole as I continued pressing it against him.

I bounced up and down, bouncing my ass against his face. He kept his tongue out, so I’d stop and sit, pressing my asshole firmly against it, smothering him with my bare round ass until he almost couldn’t breathe, then continued to bounce up and down. I’d rub my wet pussy all over his face, feeling his tongue pressed against my lips, all over, brushing past my clit before burying in my ass again. I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I decided to help him enjoy himself too.

I span around on his face and leaned over his body, giving him easier access to tongue my spread asshole. I was able to reach his small but rock hard cock, easily fitting it in one hand, I stroked it with hard, fast strokes. He grunted in between breaths while still licking my ass. I could feel my pussy leaking my own juices down to my asshole for him to lick as well. I was loving every second of his tongue. So was he.

Without warning he came, short fast spurts of cum shot from his cock, landing on his stomach, staining the bottom of his work shirt. I kept stroking, unaware I was fully suffocating him with my ass, but that just made him cum harder. Finally his cock softened and leaked the last of his cum onto his pubes. His stomach was full of his hot wet mess. And not for one second did he stop eating my ass. What a gentleman, I thought to myself.

I slowly stood, still squatting above his face, visibly covered in my wet mess and his saliva. A big smile spread across his face.

“You have such a plump ass and tight asshole. Thank you for everything,” he told me.

“That was way more fun than I thought! You have a great tongue!” I told him back.

“I’ll clean myself up, thanks for everything. If that’s it for the day you can let yourself out. Talk to the security guard at the exit and he’ll pay you for today. Hope to see you again,” he said with a smile.

“You bet, thank you,” I replied, exiting the door with my clothes in hand.

I was standing outside the office door when I turned and realized I was standing in front of the whole office with my clothes in hand. Rather than awkwardly changing in front of everyone, I decided to embrace my new role as office slut and walked back to the elevator completely naked. I held my head high, as my bare, cum stained body and still wet pussy made its way past everyone at their desks. I caught a few people off guard who had to do a double take, some people whistled at me and some didn’t even look up. I had a feeling the office had seen much wilder things happen. I got back to the front door, enjoying my boobs and ass freely bouncing as I walked. I knocked and the security guard opened it for me to exit.

He was slightly shocked when I exited completely naked, but then grinned as he greeted me.

“Good first day at work?” he asked cheekily.

“Some things I found hard, but I managed to get out of a few sticky situations,” I joked back, finally changing back into my clothes.

“Here’s your payment, see you back here tomorrow?” he asked.

He handed me an envelope filled with cash. I quickly counted the 100’s, very surprised to find $1,000 in the envelope. That was over double than I expected! They must have really loved me? I was overjoyed plus secretly loved every moment of that day.

“Oh most definitely, I can’t wait,” I responded to him, getting into the elevator. I waved as I left, grinning and replaying the whole day as I went back home.

By the time I got home I was overly horny, and couldn’t keep myself from stripping naked, laying on my couch and rubbing my aching clit. It was swollen with pleasure, as I kept replaying my slutty behaviour from the day. In no time I found my body shaking and cumming as I orgasmed hard. I laid there for a while as my fast breathing returned to normal. My first thought was ‘wow it would be great to have someone eating out my ass right now.’ That, followed by wonderment in what tomorrow would bring. I couldn’t wait to find out, fulfilling all the fantasies an office slut like me has.

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