PART 3
But Kelli Matthews was oblivious to the fucking her boss was giving Margaret.
She was trying to handle the overwhelming amount of calls that seemed to be
coming into the company. She had screwed up at least a dozen times she knew,
calls that should have gone to purchasing on the fourth floor ended up in the
business accounting office on the fifth floor. There was just so many things to
take care of and she had no experience in doing so.
She was trying to figure out where to transfer the current caller when she
looked up and saw the brown uniform of the delivery man staring straight down
her glass desk at her exposed pussy. Instinctively she clamped her thighs
together but the man got an eyeful anyway.
"Good morning, you must be Jane's replacement," he said smiling, his eyes never
raising above her desk.
"Yes, I am, can I help you," she said in retort.
"Yes you can. I have a cart full of packages here that you need to sign for," he
said, thrusting his clipboard towards her. She signed at the X indicated and
looked away to answer the phone. All during the call (which she successfully
forwarded to the human resources department), he stood there staring at her bare
legs, feet and slit.
"Excuse me, are you going to stand there all day gawking at me or are you going
to do your job."
The man started laughing. "I've done my job sweetheart, I've delivered the
packages to you. Now, I cannot leave until you clear my cart so I was just
passing the time while I waited. And I must say that you have provided an
excellent way to pass the time."
The girl was mortified. How could she possibly get out from behind this desk and
get those packages...with the delivery man watching her every move and who knows
who coming and going in the lobby.
"You can't be serious. Isn't it your job to deliver the packages to me?"
The man gave her a condescending grin. "Yes, normally it is, but we have a
special deal with your company. We bring the packages here to the lobby and the
lobby receptionist handles it. We give them a discount for the obvious services
you provide."
Kelli rolled her eyes and then blushed some more. This was obviously going to be
part of her everyday schedule.
She pushed her bare feet against the floor and rolled back from the desk so she
could stand. She had pushed herself so far under the desk so she would not be
seen. As she stood, she heard a gasp from the lobby and saw an older couple
staring and pointing at her bare slit. She cringed while the delivery man
laughed.
Kelli hurried around the desk, her bare feet slapping against the cold tile of
the lobby. She easily took the letter envelopes and placed them in a pile on her
desk. There were still three large packages to deal with. She bent with her
knees together facing the cart and tried to lift the first box but it was way
too heavy for this position. She tried the second but was unable to lift that
one as well. Finally she was able to get the third one and she placed it on her
desk as well.
She realized that she need some better leverage. So this time she bent with her
knees spread and wrapped her arms around the package. As she came up, she gave
everyone on the other side of the cart (a group which now numbered five,
including the delivery guy) an excellent view of her bare slit. She turned a
bright crimson as she turned and dropped the package onto her desk.
She finally did the same with the other package and the delivery man smiled at
her.
"Thanks again. And, do you have a name or should I refer to you as the Girl with
No Pants?"
His tone was more flirting than condescending and she appreciated any kindness.
"I'm Kelli. What's your name?"
"I'm Brad. See you tomorrow Kelli No Pants."
She watched him leave, seeing his tight brown shorts and his muscular legs. His
shoulders were broad and she remembered his eyes were soft and kind...a bluish
green. Despite her embarrassment, she could get used to seeing him every day.
She settled back into her chair and resumed answering the phones. She picked up
a call that she knew had come from inside the company.
"JRG Enterprises, Kelli speaking. How may I help you," she said, knowing her
lines by heart already.
"Yes, Kelli, you must be the new girl. Well, I cannot wait to see what you have
on you or, more appropriately not have on. Anyway, this is Frannie in purchasing
and I was wondering when I could expect my recent package from UPS."
"Um, I don't know, I guess I could bring it up now," she said.
"That would be good...the packages are usually delivered from 10 to 11. I was
just about to call Margaret and see if there was a change."
Shit, no that would not be good, she thought.
"No maam, I was just about to take care of it," Kelli stammered. "Sorry I am a
little behind, it's my first day."
"Well, we are all looking forward to that little behind when you come delivering
your packages. Good bye dear."
Kelli started to get flustered. What was she to do? Meekly she picked up the
phone and dialed Margaret's number.
The administrative assistant's special line, given only to the front desk, rang
on Mr. Fowdy's phone. Both he and Margaret knew who it was, had watched her make
the call, and Margaret went to pick it up. She struggled to maintain decorum as
she was currently being assfucked by her boss, her third hole to have his cock
in it in the last 45 minutes.
"Yyesss this is Margaret," the woman said, her body straining due to the reaming
she was receiving.
"Margaret, hi, it's Kelli...can I ask you a question?"
"Eh-eh, yess.," she stammered as fowdi did not let up even during the phone
call.
Kelli barely noticed the strain in the voice. "I have these packages to deliver
and wondered how I did that."
Margaret closed her eyes tight and clenched her body as the man pushed further
into her ass, his balls now resting on her slit.
"The The The Cart isss in the clossett AHHH next to your desk...put the packages
on that and OH FUCK UHH!! Roll it around the building."
"Margaret, are you okay?"
The woman nodded, her ass feeling stretched like never before. Now Fowdi reached
around and grabbed her breasts hard, riding her like a bull.
"Ffinee...fforward the calllss to meee! AAAAHHH!!!"
"Okay," Kelli said but she heard the phone click shut as Margaret hung up. Fowdi
had just filled her ass with his cum, a feeling that sent her over the edge as
well. She had gotten to like being mistreated.
Kelli, oblivious to the situation she had interrupted, figured out how to
forward all calls to Margaret and then went in search of the cart. That meant
leaving her desk with the precious covering that it provided.
She ran around the desk and found the cart in the closet that Margaret had
mentioned. Quickly she wheeled it over to her desk where she had left the
packages and transferred them to the cart. She was thankful that the lobby was
empty for the first time all morning. She was unaware of the cameras that were
filming her naked beauty and the two nude people upstairs watching while they
fucked.
Kelli quickly began her rounds. She had wisely separated the packages into
floors, hopefully cutting valuable time off her humiliating exposure. She went
and pressed the elevator button and waited for the car to open.
Just then, a group of tourists entered the lobby and some of the women in the
group screamed. She had forgotten that their building was added to the
architecture tour provided the Chamber of Commerce. There were roughly 25
people, all of them with gray hair except for the tour guide, an attractive
woman in her 20s wearing a short cotton dress that feel to mid-thigh.
Kelli was mortified. Her face was now a darker shade of red. She did not know
that the tours were timed so that they would come between 10 and 11 and 2 and 3
when she would not be in the lobby. That way, there would be no problem.
But Kelli did not follow the schedule and was now totally exposed to these
people. The tour guide, Heather, knew about the arrangement and was trying to
draw attention away from her.
"Oh my, seems to be some sort of prank here, sorry folks. If you look at the
ceilings, there are some great designs," she said, trying to direct the gazes of
the gawkers from the nude butt in front of the them to the angles of the
ceiling. She saw (and Kelli noticed in the mirrored elevator door) that it
wasn't working.
"Okay, miss, would you please turn around and explain to our gathered group that
this is simply a fun prank played on you by some co-workers and you are being a
good sport by going along with it," Heather said.
The last ting Kelli wanted to do was turn around...it was bad enough these
people were seeing her bare butt and legs...now this woman wanted her to show
them her pussy. But she knew there wasn't another way out of this so she turned,
arms at her side so as not to get in trouble with Mr. Fowdi.
She heard some low whistles from the old men, who were staring at her bare slit
so prominent below her short blouse.
"Yes, I'm new here and this is a prank some of the other office girls played on
me. When I get upstairs I'll get my skirt back," she said, hoping they couldn't
tell she was lying.
She wanted to close her eyes or at least put her hands over her mound, but she
just stood there and let them ravage her with their eyes. Even the women seemed
enamored with the nude girl and let them eyes roam up and down her long legs,
from her bare toes and feet to her completely nude slit and back again.
Finally, the bell rang signifying the elevator had arrived. She gave a forced
smile and a quick wave and pushed the cart into the elevator, breathing a sigh
of relief as the doors closed tight.
