Wandas Story a Fantasy Office Story.
written by:
LadyGrey

The Fantasy Office: a selection of stories about a fantasy office situation that every red blooded office worker fantasizes about: girls, sex, and nakedness a plenty. Forget about sexual harassment. Here at Bowman and Lang it is encouraged.

The sexual nature of what went on at Bowman and Lang's was not one of the business world's most closely guarded secrets, neither by the clients who were mostly male, or the remainder of Bowman's staff who worked on the lower three floors.

The Introduction. By Lady Grey.

As far as the clients were concerned, men being men, they liked to talk and brag about their sexual exploits, and after a few drinks to loosen tongues, tales were told of being greeted by totally naked receptionists when visiting Bowman's offices. Or they bragged about being blown by one of the director's attractive secretary's, of which there seemed to be a never ending supply. Or in the case of clients who stopped over, of being supplied with a willing and always extremely attractive companion to make their night's stay a little less lonely.

Then there was Bowman's own staff. How was it possible to totally hide the goings on on the top floor from the rest of the staff? The mail room guy's story of coming across a totally naked receptionist, and other rumors that were more fact than fiction often spread around the workplace. Then there were the promotions to the top floor which only seemed to involve the most attractive and outgoing of the female staff members: not that there were any non attractive staff members as attractiveness and willingness were the main attributes as to you being offered a job at the prestigious law company.

Job interviews for the female positions were conducted by Andrea and a trained sociologist, Dr. Joseph Fisher, whose field was sexual motivation. He conducted tests and in depth interviews with all applicants to discover if they were suitable for Bowman's requirements. Dr. Joseph enjoyed his work. The main criteria were, apart from the necessary requirements to do the work, attractiveness, the ability to hold an interesting conversation, a sexual willingness, and an open mind.

During a three month probationary period, the new employees were, unknown to them, tested out by a selected group of male staff members, attractive young men employed by Bowman's in junior positions. They would in the course of their work date the new applicants and file reports to Andrea. It was on these reports, not their work, that their job depended. A woman who showed exceptional skills in bed, but was not too clever at her work, could always be offered a more suitable position to retain her in Bowman's employment.

Then there were the annual charity functions that involved all the staff. Whatever project was decided upon, it always tended to be something that would show off the more exhibitionist streak of the female staff members. As competition between the women was always keen, there had been some very entertaining evenings where the ladies who were willing to make that little extra effort for a large bonus, or even more prestigious, being rewarded with an offer of a job on the top floor, put on a really great show.

Last year's open fashion show had gone down well. The women entering were invited to design their ultimate fantasy dress. There had been some very interesting examples. This year, of course, it was the slave auction.

Wanda's Story. Wanda decides to do her own thing when she misses out on the slave auction auditions.

Wanda Grayson, who worked in publicity, wasn't at all happy. She had entered the Slave Auction audition and managed to get through to the last twenty two. But she was one of the five who had been knocked out in the final selection.

A keen exhibitionist starting way back in her college days, where for a dare she had been more than willing to show off her considerable assets by streaking at any of the many college sports meeting she regularly attended, she felt she was very qualified for the Slave Auction. Not only did she enjoy the thrill displaying her body by streaking in front of a large and always enthusiastic crowd, but she usually liked the end result. Well, what else is there to do with a totally hot naked young female than fuck her, and after most events, she usually managed to find someone willing to take on that more than enjoyable undertaking.

There hadn't been as many opportunities since college to express her natural desires. She did join in ‘Skins,' the ‘Save the Bears' naked cycle ride a few months ago. That had been fun, and much to her delight, she'd just discovered a new neighbor who'd moved in to the apartment block across from her. Not a bad looking guy, but with a fiercesome dragon of a wife. She noticed him one morning as she stepped naked out of the shower and walked through into her bedroom. The curtains were open as usual, and she was standing brushing her hair in front of the window when she noticed this guy watching her. His head was just visible around the curtain.

Instead of moving away, Wanda waved at him. The head quickly disappeared, then slowly returned. She smiled and continued to brush her hair seemingly unconcerned about her totally naked state. The following morning the guy was there again and again she gave him a show.

Over the last week or so, things had progressed. She enjoyed their little morning sessions. One morning, the guy had appeared naked himself sporting a sizable erection for a man of his age. Wanda had responded by touching herself intimately.

On the last occasion she had actually masturbated for him while he had stroked his erection to accompany her. The distant relationship was fun, but it wasn't really sexually satisfying. She didn't know how she was going to progress things further as she had never seen him out without his wife accompanying him

She was one of the first ones at Bowman's to apply when she saw the Slave Market applications. It sounded just up her street, and on the evening of the auditions, it had been exciting dressing up in the revealing costume. It had been even more exciting stripping naked in front of the two attractive judges. Sadly for Wanda, she was one of the ones who missed the selection in the chaos, and although it was welcome, the £150 didn't make up for missing out in the competition altogether.

The following morning she was bemoaning her fate to Jason who worked in the next work station to her. She asked him if he thought she ought, as a gesture, to donate the cheque to charity.

It was Joe, a tall, fair haired ex-college sports star who worked opposite her who came up with the suggestion that fired her imagination. "If you're so disappointed about missing out on the slave auction, why don't you make yourself available as a slave for us guys? I'm sure we would be willing to pay you to see some action."

At first Wanda laughed it off, but as the day went on, she got more and more interested in the idea. During the night, she was feeling horny and worked herself off a couple of times with her favorite 10" black boy. She was more than a little disappointed when the following morning her neighbor wasn't available to see her regular morning show.

It was at lunch time when she brought the subject up again. She was sitting in the staff dining room with Jason, Joe, and a guy called Dave.

"Were you serious about your suggestion yesterday?" she asked Jason.

He looked at her for a moment, perplexed. Then it dawned on him. "About you doing a special slave auction just for us? Sure, I think it would be a great idea." He turned to the others. "I suggested to Wanda yesterday that as she was disappointed about losing out on the main company audition, she could be our personal slave for the day. I'm sure between us we could come up with some interesting things for her to entertain us with."

The three guys looked at Wanda with interest, and all nodded enthusiastically.

Jason smiled. "I'm sure every guy in publicity would chip into the fund." He looked around the table and everyone nodded in aggreement.

"I guess we would have to set out some rules?" Dave suggested

Wanda shook her head vigorously. "No, I don't think so. It would be more fun with no rules. If we went through with it, I'd be more than willing to do whatever you guys wanted if you are all willing to chip into the charity fund."

After lunch, Jason spoke with Mike Leigh, head of the publicity department. Jason guessed he ought to be put in the picture. He grinned when Jason told him that Wanda had agreed to do whatever was required of her with no restrictions. Mike nodded his agreement to the plan, and said he would okay things with Andrea. "I can't see her or any of the senior management objecting if Wanda is willing to donate everything to the charity fund."

Mike was more than interested himself. Ever since Wanda had joined the department, he had the hots for her, and off the cuff, he could think up several things he himself would be quite willing to contribute his own cash to to see Wanda do.

Mike called Andrea as soon as Jason left and explained things to her. She in turn spoke to Mr. Bowman and Carl. George liked the idea so much that he suggested to Carl that he should arrange for the IT guys to fix up some secret cameras in the publicity department on the day in question. "I liked that young woman at the auditions. She should have got through," he said speaking to Carl as they sat and re-ran a video of Wanda's performance at the auditions, "but maybe this might be more fun just to see what she's willing to do. I guess some of the guys in publicity ought to be able to come up with a few original ideas."

Jason sent Wanda an internal email to say everything was fixed up, and all they had to do was arrange a day. She smiled when she read the email, and she felt herself feeling hot already. She ran her hand down over her stomach feeling the pronounced bulge of her mons. She parted her legs and shivered as her fingers touched her pussy through the thin material of her skirt. She looked around the room; everyone was working hard at their station. Dave saw her looking and smiled to himself. He could not wait for the day when that hot little bitch would be his for the asking.

The night before Wanda's charitable event she was feeling hot and restless. She had particularly restrained herself from any action. She wanted to be hot and horny. She hoped the guys would come up with some original ideas. She guessed she was going to have some sucking and fucking to do, but she wondered what else would be asked of her.

In the morning, she disappointed her neighbor by missing out on her usual early morning show. She had bigger fish to fry today. She bathed and dressed carefully. She had bought some special new undies from Victoria's Secret especially for today, not that she guessed she would be wearing them for long, but it would be nice to show them off to the guys as an appetizer to the main event.

The doorman gave her an extra smile and a wink as she walked in the lobby, and was it her imagination that she saw his eyes roam slowly over her body as she walked past him? Did everybody in the building know about her plan for the day? She felt a shiver of expectation go through her body as she pressed the button for her floor.

As she was slowly and silently whisked up to her floor, she wondered how the day would turn out. She wondered just how much cock she was going to have to take to satisfy the demand, not that it would be a problem for her. She had taken multiple cocks once before when she had streaked at her local football team's final game and she had finished up in the large bath tub with eleven naked players. She still couldn't remember just how many times she was reamed out that afternoon, but it was certainly in double figures. She had trouble walking for a week after that session.

With some slight trepidation, she pushed open the door of the publicity department. For a moment everything seemed normal. The eight guys in there were all at there work stations, but as she walked across the floor to her own work station, they all stood up and started clapping her. She smiled and waved to them as she dropped her purse into her drawer.

Mike Leigh came in and walked over to her desk. "Well, Wanda, I guess we are going to be a little down on production today, but I guess it's all in a good cause. I've rescheduled all your work so it leaves you free to concentrate on your fund raising," he said with a grin. "I understand Jason has done some organizing, and I don't want to pull rank, but when you have some time to spare, I'd like to see you in my office. I'd like to make a charity donation."

Jason came over and joined them. "You decided how you want to work this?" he asked.

Wanda shook her head. "No, not really, but I thought we might get the show on the road with a little freebie from me. Well, it is the publicity department, isn't it? So I guess I need to publicize what's on offer."

With every pair of eyes in the room on her, she swayed suggestively in to the centre of the room and began slowly unbuttoning her dress. It fell open revealing her special underwear. With the dress completely undone, she shrugged it off and tossed it on to a table. There were comments and whistles from all the guys as she stood there in her sexy Victoria Secret's matching underwear. It was peach silk trimmed with black lace. The half cup bra lifted and cradled her medium to large breasts with just the hint of a darker pink areole visible above the black lace trimmings.

The tight silk briefs seemed molded to her body and displayed a delightful camel toe at the front and a tight rounded arse at the rear. Long black hold ups and heels completed the stunning outfit. She twirled around smiling and displaying herself to everyone in the room. "Okay, boys, that's the free bit. I'm afraid from now on everything else has to be paid for. You all have my internal email so just post your offers on there, and I'll do everything I can to pander to your requests."

There were whistles and applause as she walked slowly back to her work station. She sat down at her computer and watched the screen light up. She already had a couple of bids on her bra and several on her briefs. Obviously, they wanted to get down to business straight away. There was also a bid of £100 for her to give a blow job, and another of £250 for the first one to have sex with her. She smiled to herself; it looked like being a very interesting day.

She let the bids run for a while and was amused to see them mounting up. Then she thought the bids for her underwear had gone as high as they could. She closed the bidding, and sent an email to the two highest bidders to come and collect their prizes.

When the two guys arrived at her work station, she smiled and moved out into the center aisle so that everyone could get a good view. Rick had the winning bid for her bra, and at her request he moved behind her and skillfully unclipped the clasp. As the bra fell loose, he moved his hands around and cupped her bare breasts in his hands. She allowed him a feel before removing his hands, telling him with a grin that he hadn't paid for that privilege.

Rick smiled and stepped away from her rubbing his face into the rich silk of her bra, smelling the heady scent of her body, while the others in the room got their first look at her delightful breasts, large and full with only the slightest sign of drooping. As Rick stepped away, Colin, one of the junior members of the publicity team, came and knelt before her. He ran his hands slowly up from her knees before gripping the waist band of her silk briefs and slowly drawing them down. There were murmurs of approval around the room as her freshly shaved pussy was at last revealed.

Wanda placed a hand on Colin's head to steady herself as she stepped out of the briefs. Then she lifted her arms and gave a slow turn displaying her total nakedness to everyone in the room. There were more whistles and a round of applause.

Wanda was feeling excited as she sat down. It was an awesome feeling to be completely naked in an office full of guys, every one of them bidding to be the first one to fuck her. She let the bidding continue conscious of the fact that with every rise in the price she felt more excited. Every guy in the room was lusting after her body wanting to be the first to experience the pleasure of what lay between her legs. The other thing that excited her was where it would take place. Would the winner be brave enough to take her in front of his work colleagues?

In his office on the top floor, George Bowman was watching the scene unfold on the large plasma screen on the wall of his office. The IT guys had done a good job. The high tech camera they had installed in the publicity department had the ability to be remotely controlled from a small joy stick on his desk. As he zoomed in for a close up, he could see Wanda gently rubbing a hand between her legs as she watched the screen in front of her with the bids on it.

This young lady was hot, and at some stage he intended to get some of the action himself, but in the meanwhile, it was making interesting viewing.

With her free hand, Wanda typed a message informing the bidders that there were just five minutes left before she closed the bidding on the first guy to have sex with her. She smiled at the instant flurry of bids, and she felt her warm juices seep from her expectant pussy. She smiled to herself. Whoever won the chance to take her was going to have no problems entering her; she was fully lubricated.

There was mild applause when after a tense last minute, Jason won the biding. It was tinged with disappointment and a little jealousy from the disappointed losers, but at least they would see the action even if they were not actually involved. There was a long way to go today. There was no doubt in their minds that they would get their own action at some stage.

Jason had been determined to win the chance to be the first to fuck the delightful Wanda ever since she had come up with the idea, and now the raging hard on that was threatening to split his pants was ready and waiting. Jason was a showman. He had fucked before an audience once before at a college reunion and had enjoyed the experience, and he was determined to put on a good show.

He raised his fist in triumph as he walked over and took Wanda's hand and led her to the control desk in the center of the room. The other guys in the room eased in closer as he spoke to her and she eased herself up onto the desk. She lay back with her legs hanging loosely over the edge. Jason ran his hands slowly up her body and caressed her breasts.

Wanda smiled up at him. "I'm all yours, big boy; make the most of it." Jason grinned. "For what I've had to fork out for this chance, I intend to."

Then he worked his belt loose and pushed his pants and shorts down over his hips. There was a gasp of admiration from the watching group as Jason's huge weapon sprang into view. Yes, the guy was certainly built for the action.

Upon hearing the exclamation, Wanda looked down at what Jason was now gently fondling in his hand, and she gasped. She had taken some cock in her young life, but never anything as big as this. She had known some blacks with impressive cocks, but this guy could match with anyone.

"Fuck me!" George Bowman gasped as he watched the screen in front of him. He reached for the phone and punched in Carl's number. "Get yourself in here and take a look at this," he said, speaking urgently into the phone as Carl answered. Moments later Carl stood beside his desk.

"Fucking hell, he'll kill her with that," Carl said slowly, his eyes glued to the screen. "I heard rumors he was big, but that's ridiculous. If he reams her out with that monster, the rest will have to use packing to get any feelings."

Jason looked down at the naked body of Wanda lying on the desk in front of him. He also saw the looks on the faces of the other guys standing around watching. He guessed every one of them wished they were in his place as he was about to penetrate the delicious young body laid out before him. He reached down and grabbed Wanda's ankles and drew up her legs until he was holding them almost vertical. Then he spread them apart in a wide Vee.

He was now looking at the delightful sight of Wanda's exposed pussy, spread open before him. He could see the delicate pink folds of her inner lips. He also noticed that they were slicked with wetness.

Jason retained hold of one leg while Wanda kept the other in the required position. The bulbous head of his cock pressed into and began to spread the pink folds of flesh. Wanda gasped and clutched onto the desk, her knuckles turning white with the pressure.

Now the head was enveloped inside her. She could feel herself stretching to accommodate the invading monster. She suddenly wondered if she would be ripped apart, but Jason was inching forward, enjoying the tightness of her flesh wrapped tightly around his invading tool.

"My God, she's taking it!" George gasped, his eyes glued to the screen. He had skillfully adjusted the little control leaver until he was watching it close up as Jason slid even deeper into the warm enveloping love tunnel.

At last he rested, allowing Wanda to place her legs on his shoulders. "You okay?" he asked with some slight concern.

Wanda breathed deeply. She had never felt anything like it before. It felt wonderful and painful at the same time. She nodded. "Yes, I'm okay. Now fuck me, you wonderful bastard, fuck me."

Jason grinned and slowly began to work himself in and out of her tight hole. As his efforts increased, Wanda felt some of the pressure easing off, and her body adjusted to accept the intruding monster. Suddenly, she was thrusting herself towards him, urging him on, uttering unspeakable oaths.

The whole publicity department watched, and George and Carl watched as her body worked harder. Her breasts shook and trembled like jellies on a plate, her nipples dancing in rhythm with her body, and then she screamed a wild penetrating scream. They all knew she had achieved her climax. Jason continued to pump her for a few moments longer before he too went into a rigid state, and a long agonizing sigh erupted from his lips. He slumped against the desk gasping for air and breathing heavily.

That was the first of many cocks that Wanda took that day. She played her part in the proceedings allowing them access to every orifice; nothing was forbidden as long as they were willing to pay the price. Everyone in the office took her at some stage that day, several of them more than once. Mike Leigh took his pleasure in his office. It offered him a little privacy. He enjoyed the forbidden pleasure of cumming in her mouth, something his wife would not allow, and then he took her standing as she bent over his large desk.

Even Wanda had to admit that by the time the end of the working day came, she was totally exhausted. Her inner thighs and her abused pussy were almost too sore to touch. Her perfect breasts were bruised and reddened, but when they totaled up her earnings, even she had to admit that it had all been worth while. As she stood under the hot shower for the umpteenth time that day allowing the hot soapy water to ease some of the pain from her body, she smiled. It would be some time before she needed sex again. Well, maybe not. George bowman had not got a lot of work completed that day. He had watched Wanda's exploits on and off all day. He had recorded most of it, and arranged for the IT department to edit the highlights for him. The whole experience of watching Wanda get fucked had of course aroused him. Stephanie had blown him off at lunch time during her break from reception, and during the afternoon he had taken Averill over his desk while watching Wanda get the same treatment from one of the guys in publicity.

It was a week later and a couple of days before the Slave Auction that Elizabeth showed Wanda into his office. He smiled at her, told her to sit down, and offered her a glass of wine. She smiled and gratefully accepted his offer. When he handed her the glass, she gave him the cheque for the charity fund. He looked at it and nodded. "You did a great job, young lady. You okay now? You looked a bit worse for wear at the end of the day."

Wanda smiled and sipped on her wine. "Yes, thank you, sir. I'm well back on the road to recovery, and I want to thank you for allowing me some time off."

He shrugged. "It was the least I could do, young lady. You worked very hard for this money," he said, glancing at the cheque again. "And when you are feeling up to it, I'd like you to come over to my place for a meal."

She saw the look in his eyes, and she knew what he meant by meal. She guessed that she would probably be on the menu. But she liked the guy, and the rumors had circulated around the office for some time that he was very capable. She had not felt like sex over the last few days, but now the urge was returning. "I think I'd rather enjoy that, Sir," she said with a smile.