I heard the reception area buzzer but didn’t think anything of it. It wasn’t unusual for a delivery to be made to the room. The computer guys were tasked with discretely going into the room to receive the delivery and sign for it necessary. Then, my office phone rang.
“Abby,” came the excited voice of Miles. “There is a woman here insisting on going into the office.” He was trying to talk in a hushed voice, but I doubted his voice wasn’t being heard by whoever it was.
“Who is it, Miles?”
“She says Mr. Cornell’s wife. What do I do?” he asked in a panic. Poor guy, he was convinced Mr. C and everyone else was in imminent danger once she saw how the office was run.
“Miles … Miles, calm down. Let her in and I will be right there.”
“Let her in?!”
“Miles!”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Finally. I stood and strode quickly to the door. I knew I was drawing attention, especially from the guys in the office. Nothing like the sight of natural, unencumbered E-cup breast bouncing and swaying in a fast walk to get attention.
As soon as she stepped through the door, she spotted me. Much to poor Miles shock, she put out her arms in greeting and I walk right into them for a hug.
“She knows,” Miles sputtered.
“Yes,” I laughed with Mrs. C, “she knows.” I indicated to the poor guy, “Ma’am, this distressed young man is Miles. Miles is one of the computer geniuses.” He shook her hand and it seemed to calm him down.
I then turned my attention fully to her. I ignored the curious looks from people in the office. “Why didn’t you say you were planning to come in to see us?”
“I didn’t plan on it. I was having lunch with a couple of the girls, was in the general area, and thought why not.” She looked around, obviously spotting several of my fellow naked co-workers, and smiled. “Is Joe available?”
I nodded. He was busy researching a potential client. The Board of Directors had reached out to him so he knew it was an upper management issue but he wanted to be more familiar with the company before returning the call. “He is, ma’am, but …”
She wrapped her arm around mine, “I know the rules, Abby. So … where is the dressing room?” I smiled but had to wonder if Mr. C was aware of what she was about to do.
I walked her down the line of lockers until we came to one of the few remaining empty ones. She put her purse down and turned her back to me, pulling her hair out of the way so I could lower the zipper on her dress. She wiggled the dress down, exposing her semi-sheer lace bra, then the matching panties. I took the dress from her and hung it in the locker. She was already unhooking her bra when a very familiar voice came from the doorway.
“Well, this is a welcome sight.”
She turned to her husband’s voice as she slipped the bra straps down her arms and handed it to me. I hung on the hook in the locker as she stepped into her husband’s embrace. They kissed, his hand roaming from her back to her pantie-covered butt.
“I hope you don’t mind, dear. I don’t want to disrupt work too much but I found myself in the general area and I was so curious about the office.”
“Of course, I don’t mind. If I had thought you would yield to the office rules so easily, I would have suggested it.” He cupped one of her breasts and kissed her with passion.
“Goodness,” she gasped when the kiss broke, “but if you keep that up you may need to do a lot more before I leave.”
“I’d love it, Sam, but,” and he pointed beyond the glass wall, “I have a feeling there would be quite a few volunteers.”
She was down to panties, stockings, and heels and it seemed to fully hit her upon seeing the audience. She pushed down her panties and flipped them into the locker. She turned to me, “You weren’t kidding when you said the office was a full exposure experience.”
I laughed, hugged her arm, and led her out of the dressing area. Mr. C took over to introduce his naked wife to the partners, their assistants, and Patti. He then let the partners introduce their people. It was certainly the most attention she’d experienced while naked in her life.
“I’m sorry for intruding on your day,” she offered finally as she was surrounded by the entire office. “I just had to see what this was like.”
Brad, one of the project people hired from the old 5th floor, seemed to speak for everyone, “No intrusion, ma’am. Your husband is someone we’ve always respected as a boss and man and is the primary reason we feel we’re in a safe environment. It seems you are an equally amazing person to accept all this and to … uhmmm …”
“And honor the rules,” Tamara added and everyone laughed.
Mrs. C was blushing. I didn’t know she was going to do this but now that she was I understood she was supporting what her husband was doing. She grasped my hand and said, “Well, many of you probably already know the relationship Joe and I have with Abby. She’s introduced me to many exciting things, one being nudity. But, standing here with you, I can assure you that being naked in the house and a private yard is very different from standing before 20 people.”
There were understanding and accepting nods. It was Marie who added, “Yes, ma’am, there are seven of us who also feel that.”
With that, we went back to work and Mr. C took her into his office to talk. As much as I regularly see her naked, it was a strange sight to see her sitting naked in his office as they casually talked. I noticed they seemed to be talking about something and agreeing. It looked like she was presenting a new idea and he was liking it. Finally, they rose and again he called everyone together.
“I’ve just made a suggestion to Joe and he’s in agreement,” she began. “I want to have everyone to our home for a weekend afternoon/evening. I know this is already an intimate setting but some of you are still new to each other and what is happening here. We’ll have catered food and drink and the yard and pool will be available for playful fun. Do you have any interest?” I saw everyone nodding enthusiastically. “Oh, yes,” she added, “it will be extremely comfortable dress.” That brought laughs. She went on to say she would work with me to formalize a good day and times.
I glanced at Mr. C with a mischievous look on my face as I stroked her butt. He nodded. I came up behind her, my arms wrapped around her mid-section. I whispered in her ear, “I know you are aroused, ma’am. You cannot help it while standing here naked in front of all these people.” She admitted it with a nod. “I think you really want to fully experience what the office is like.”
She turned her head to look at me. She knew what I was suggesting. I raised one hand to cup and lift a breast while the other lowered to her crotch where a finger pressed between her thighs. She moaned as she looked past me to her husband. I didn’t bother turning but I was sure he nodded because she moaned louder, her legs parted, and she turned her attention to the people watching.
I said just loudly enough to carry to everyone, “How about we give her the full office experience?”
* * * *
There were nods from many of the guys, several stepping forward, but Mrs. C muttered, “Miles … where’s Miles.” Leave it to Mrs. C to pick out the shyest one of the bunch. Everyone parted to expose Miles at the back. He was short, no taller than Mrs. C, and not much heavier, either. But, there was a surprise about him.