OFFICE SCREW UP (MF/F, nc, exhib, humil.)
By Katie Lynch
Kelli Matthews sat at her desk disbelieving the situation she was in...being so
exposed in the middle of this very crowded lobby.
How did this start? Well, she had made a very bad error in her accounting job.
One little mistake had meant a potential loss of millions of dollars for her
company. They were all lucky that Mr. Fowdi had found the error before it could
cause any real damage.
That was yesterday, Monday. She had heard through the grapevine and was panicked
for her job. Kelli, in her first position just out of college, needed her job
very badly. The 21 year old had just broken it off with her live in boyfriend
and moved into a one-bedroom loft in the city. It was an artsy
neighborhood...one that she liked living in but her friend George wasn't happy
with. It was too close to the bad neighborhoods of the city, he had said. But it
was all she could afford so she took it anyway.
To lose her job would mean she would lose her apartment and also not be able to
afford her medical insurance. She would be homeless with nowhere to turn. She
wondered if George would take her in. After all, he was her best friend but he
was serious with a girl and they were discussing living together. She wondered
about the headaches her living with George would cause that relationship.
Kelli knew she had to be extra professional today. She had made a few other
errors leading up to the big one and knew she was on thin ice. Maybe she could
convince Mr. Fowdi that she was a good employee after all.
She showered and shaved her legs and armpits...wouldn't look professional to be
unshaven, she thought. She then debated for a few minutes in front of her closet
before deciding on her best white silk blouse and black skirt that came about an
inch shy of her knee. She also pulled out a white lace bra and matching bikini
briefs, nude stockings and black sandals. She would look like a sensible
business woman.
She quickly dressed, put on some light makeup and headed out the door to grab
the bus that would take her the eight miles to work. Sometimes she walked it but
not today...she needed to be fresh and ready for the day.
She noticed the looks right away and blushed. The men were looking at her legs.
They were long and shapely...her best feature. She noticed some eying her
breasts and nipples, two hard round balls pressing against the silk. She looked
down, mortified...her nipples had always been a source of embarrassment to
her...they were always hard and threatened to poke holes in any bra or shirt she
wore.
Kelli grabbed a seat, wondering what Mr. Fowdi had in mind for her. She would be
demoted at the very least, she figured. She ran through her defense in her mind,
"please Mr. Fowdi, I've learned my lesson and I will be more careful Sir.
Please, let me keep my job." Sounded pathetic she knew, but it was all she had.
Finally her stop came and she made her way down the crowded aisle to the front
of the bus where she exited onto the street in front of her building. She worked
in a 10-story office complex that housed her company...she walked into the lobby
where the elevators sat. Also there was the receptionist's desk but it had been
empty for weeks since Jane had left in tears. She wondered what had happened.
She got onto the elevator and took it to the 10th floor where her desk was. She
got there and saw all of her belongings together in a box on her chair. Oh
Christ, they had fired her without telling her. This was awful. She tried to
gather herself but the tears flowed without stop.
"Good, Kelli, you are here," said Margaret Whittingham, Mr. Fowdy's secretary.
"Mr. Fowdy will see you now."
Margaret looked at the young girl with a mix of sadness and pleasure. She knew
what was coming and felt good and bad. Good about what was to come but bad that
it was happening to this nice young girl. She stepped aside and allowed the
shaking girl to pass her and go into the office.
All Kelli could see was the back of Mr. Fowdy's chair...he was on the phone and
shouting loudly into it. Turning he motioned for her to sit in the chair on the
other side of his desk. She sat, crossing her legs at the knee and bouncing her
foot up and down nervously.
Mr. Fowdy slammed the phone down. "God Dammit...Corporate is killing me! GOD
DAMN BASTARDS!" He pounded his fist into the hard wood desk, shaking everything
on it.
"Now, Jesus Christ, Kelli, what are we going to do with you. I mean, you could
have cost this company millions of dollars."
Kelli started crying, knowing how right he was. She shook her head and tried to
apologize but nothing came out.
"I knew it...a million dollar body with a 10 cent head. I should never have
hired you but now I'm stuck with you. To fire you would look bad for me."
Kelli stopped crying and looked up. A glimmer of hope.
"Oh thank you Mr. Fowdy, thank you. I promise you will never regret it."
Jim Fowdy smiled. He was a short, slightly balding, overweight guy who lusted
after many of the young pieces in this office. Kelli Matthews was his newest
hire and one of his latest lusts. How many nights he imagined her hose covered
legs in those short skirts she wore. He even lusted after those hard nipples and
round breasts. Now was his chance to see if his dreams had been close.
The last girl who he had felt this for was Jane White, one of his loves and the
last hire before Kelli. She was gorgeous but stupid. He had caught her taking
money from a fund and called her on it. She had lasted a year before running out
in tears. He never called the authorities...had enjoyed her too much.
"Before you thank me, there is something you should know. I've had to take quite
a risk here and now you have to do something for me. You have to obey every last
thing that I command you to do. If you do, your record will remain spotless and
if you should decide to leave here, after a year, I will provide a good
recommendation."
Kelli was shocked...it sounded a bit like servitude.
"What do I have to do?"
"Well, you will have a new job. You will work as a receptionist at the front
desk in the lobby. I know that as a college graduate you think you are beyond a
menial job like receptionist but let me tell you I have many receptionists here
who would work a circle around you."
Kelli hung her head. He had read her mind but she knew he was right.
"Now, you will have a special procedure...but first, sign this and we can
continue."
He thrust a contract towards her. There was a line where he had signed as a
witness and a line for her to sign. She did it without reading and he
smiled...he had her.
"Good, now remove everything from the waist down Kelli. Please do it."
Her mouth opened..."um, I-uh, no way...I won't."
"Yes you will young lady, because you need this job and just signed a paper
saying that you would do anything to keep it."
"No, please, I didn't read it."
"Sorry sweetheart, but that's on you. Now, strip or you can leave here and never
work in this town again."
The young girl stood up by her chair and kicked off her heels. This could not be
happening, she thought. She looked up at her boss with her big baby blue eyes,
trying to play the game. Most men fell for that puppy dog look hook, line and
sinker. Not Mr. Fowdi, who just glared at her and mouthed the word "NOW!" She
reached down under her skirt and pulled off her pantyhose. Next she unzipped her
skirt and dropped it to the ground allowing it to puddle at her feet. She now
stood in her boss' office in just her panties.
"Finish please Miss...we haven't gotten all day. Your ineptitude has already
cost me valuable time."
Kelli slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her dainty little panties. They
didn't cover much but at least her mound was still hidden. She cringed when she
remembered she had shaven her pubic hair for a new bikini and was completely
bare down there. She now regretted that.
Jim was trying hard to control his rising excitement. He had imagined this scene
numerous times but she was even better in person than in his dreams. Her long
legs were perfectly shaped...thin but sexy right up to where they met at that
gap...God how he loved that gap between the thighs where that passage of heaven
was.
He saw her mound covered by the thin lacy white fabric. He thought he could see
her pouty lips down there. Oh God, he hoped he could fight off the orgasm.
Kelli refused to lift her eyes to see where his were, though she had a pretty
good feeling. They were right where hers were...on her legs and barely covered
pussy.
She pulled her panties down past her pubic mound and let them fall to the
ground, joining her skirt and hose on the floor.
Her silk blouse barely reached past her belly and did not hide her girl parts.
She was on display here in front of this man in his office. She felt tiny...like
a little girl again. She felt vulnerable which was probably exactly what she
was. It certainly was how he wanted her to feel.
"Now, go fold your clothes and give them to Margaret....she will box them and
give them to you at the end of the day. Then go to your desk, grab your box and
Margaret will take you to your new assignment."
Kelli bent over to retrieve her skirt and folded the small garment. She then
folded her hose and panties and piled them together with her heels on top. Mr.
Fowdi's eyes never left her body, concentrating on gaping pussy that was very
prominently on display. Mr. Fowdi imagined those lips being spread to allow his
penis to slide through. Oh God, he was so hard!
Kelli now held the pile of clothes and turned to walk out.
"See you later...all of you later," Mr. Fowdi laughed as she left.
Kelli could not believe that she was walking back into the common area of the
office with her pussy, ass and legs bare. These were her co-workers and friends
and they were all getting an eyeful. And because she was carrying her clothes,
there was no way for her to hide. She saw her fellow workers peeking around and
over their cubicles, drinking her in. She wanted to curl up and die as she made
her way to Margaret's desk. The woman was on the phone and made no move to ease
Kelli's situation. The tall bottomless girl stood there beside Margaret's desk,
begging the older woman with her eyes. But she would receive no mercy.
Finally, the secretary put the phone down and gave Kelli the once over with her
eyes. Yes, this was the prettiest that Mr. Fowdi had ever chosen. And while the
older woman was certainly not a lesbian, she did enjoy looking at Mr. Fowdi's
conquests and seeing their humiliation. After all, she suffered many indignities
at his hands, why shouldn't some of these young things.
"Here," Margaret said, placing a large cardboard box on the desk. "Put your
clothes in here."
The nearly naked Kelli placed the clothes neatly into the box, which Margaret
then closed. As Kelli watched longing for her skirt and panties and shoes,
Margaret unlocked a storage room and placed the box on a top shelf. She then
closed the door and locked it, making Kelli feel even more exposed. She was nude
from the waist down and her clothes were behind a locked door.
"OK, every morning, you will come here and remove everything from below your
waist. Make it easy on yourself and leave the panties and pantyhose at home.
Sometimes there will be a message for you to strip in front of Mr. Fowdi. Other
times, just me and the rest of the office out here."
Kelli blushed an even deeper shade of red as she looked around and saw dozens of
sets of eyes on her. Being a pretty girl, she was used to having people look at
her. But usually she was in control, teasing, getting her way from her looks.
Now she was definitely not in control and she hated it.
"Follow me to your new position. I will put your personal belongings in storage
for now, they are not allowed on your new desk."
Kelli had forgotten that she had to work in the very public lobby...and she was
completely naked from the waist down. She failed to follow the older woman, who
realized that she was walking alone and stopped.
"Look hon, you're lucky you have your blouse on. The first girl that was sent
down there was topless and the second was totally nude. This could be worse."
Totally nude, she wondered. How had they gotten away with that?
Tentatively she followed after the woman, walking past the cubicles of those she
had worked closely with for the past few weeks. They were loving her show, the
girl being dropped a few pegs.
She waited by the elevator in the main part of the floor. Here people from other
departments were walking by for a look. She closed her eyes but they flashed
open when she felt a pinch on her butt.
She swerved to see who did it but couldn't identify the culprit...too many
people scurrying about.
She heard comments..."this is one of the best...Fowdy's outdone himself...I
wonder how much our UPS fee is going to drop now with this one." They were
appraising her like a piece of meat instead of the intelligent, professional
woman that she was.
What was taking this elevator so long, she wondered. Then she noticed that the
down arrow wasn't lit.
Margaret followed her eyes and smiled. "Oh dear, I can't believe I forgot to
push the button. No wonder it was taking so long."
With that the older woman pushed the button and the bell rang, signaling the
elevator car was on their floor.
"Well look at that, the car was here the whole time. Strange huh?"
Kelli was trying to control her anger, knowing it would only make things worse.
She followed the woman into the elevator as Margaret pressed "L." Kelli cringed
as she saw herself in the mirrored walls of the elevator. What a sight she
made...her little white silk blouse covering her shoulder, tits and belly. Every
other part of her completely bare.
She looked like a little girl without her professional clothes and all of her
pubic hair shaved. As the elevator doors opened, she felt the draft from the
lobby hit her bare pussy and heard the gasps. There, about 15 people stood
waiting for the elevator.
She wanted to run away but there was no place to go. She felt she had better
walk behind Margaret, the woman was her only hope of getting to her clothes
again.
She passed by the gawkers, brushing against their slacks or skirts. She felt one
bare hand on her naked ass and jumped as the group laughed.
Finally she saw Margaret stop at the receptionist desk and Kelli's eyes opened
wide. She had never noticed it before but the desk was all glass. Anyone could
see her naked bottom half, even when she sat at the desk. She would be totally
on display to the thousands of men and women that entered the building.
"Alright then, there is a manual on your desk that explains the job. I will
handle the phones at my desk until you are finished reading. Let's give you
until 11. You may sit here until then and read about your duties. Enjoy."
The older woman left, giving Kelli a wink as she got onto the elevator. Kelli
thought about running away but had no clothes on. Where could she go?
The bottomless young woman slid into the seat. It felt so weird feeling the
rough fabric of the office chair. She saw the book on the desk..."Kelli's New
Duties" it read on the front of the binder. She crossed her legs, hoping to at
least cover her pussy lips from being on display. The lobby had cleared mostly
and most of the people left were busy talking to notice the bottomless girl.
Kelli opened her binder.
"First rule...never cross your legs. There is a video camera set up under your
desk that monitors this. If your legs are crossed at any time, you will be
punished."
Kelli quickly uncrossed her legs, looking through the glass to see the camera
pointing directly at her bare legs and slit. Oh God, what humiliation.
She read on as her duties were listed...answer the phones and forward them onto
the proper department. There were directions on how to do this. Direct all
visitors to the proper place. She noticed a directory of phone numbers and
office locations for each department. Sign for packages and place them into a
bin. From 10 until 11 and from 2 until 3 each day, deliver each package to the
proper department. At that time and during her lunch break, the phones should be
forwarded to Margaret. There were no bathroom breaks without permission from Mr.
Fowdy or Margaret. They must always be kept abreast of her comings and goings.
She read and read about her duties. Then a lump formed in her throat...she came
to a section marked punishment. Here, the punishments for each offense was
listed. Some were tame...five minutes taken from her 45 minute lunch break. Five
minutes added to her dismissal, etc. But then she saw more that struck fear in
her heart...spankings, some numbering as high as 50 per offense to be conducted
either on her desk or in the corporate conference room on the second floor. Mr.
Fowdy or another vice president would administer the punishment each day.
Another punishment was the loss of her blouse...there were specified time
periods when she would be completely naked...the minimum was a half hour. The
worst infraction brought complete nudity at all times. She swallowed hard but
noticed a stirring in her pussy. Could she be enjoying this? She reached down to
wipe some moisture when the phone rang.
She lifted the phone... "JRG Enterprises, this is Kelli, how can I help you?"
"First of all, stop playing with your pussy."
Kelli's mouth opened in awe. She had forgotten about the camera but obviously
Mr. Fowdy was watching.
"That just earned you a punishment today. There will be times for playing with
your cunt during work but only on my command. Got it."
"Yes Sir," she answered timidly.
"Good. Now, the phones are yours. Any mistakes will be compiled by the computer.
If you ever disagree with the computer, it wins. It makes far less mistakes that
you by your track record."
Kelli lowered her head, knowing that she was now paying for all of her mistakes.
"Enjoy your day Miss Matthews. See you at five."
She heard the phone click and lowered the receiver. The butterflies in her
stomach were turning to huge birds. She wanted to throw up but couldn't leave
her desk. She did not know what was to come and was frightened.
