Our situation changed a little after the new year when my work-from-home privileges were revoked. I hadn’t done anything wrong – we were just bought out and they consolidated blah blah blah. Anyway, I had to go into the office five days a week starting in January.
This had some ripple effects as you might imagine. For starters, I had to start getting up earlier and could no longer give K her morning service AND I had to seriously curtail my femme attire. Well, I didn’t HAVE to, but I chose to. Not sure how the new management would have reacted had I shown up in one of K’s delightful dresses!!!
But that didn’t stop me from wearing my now-mandatory double panty ensemble. And while it was still cold out, I rocked K’s leggings underneath my slacks on a daily basis. Beneath all the corporate male nonsense I still managed to feel sexy 🙂
K also managed to spice things up for me (for us) by sending me directive texts throughout the day. She would have me stroke myself (subtly) at my workstation, or go to the restroom to taste some of my pee, or whatever else she felt like having me do. And, her morning service quickly transitioned into her “after work” service. She would purposely hold her pee all afternoon just so she could unload on me when she got home 😉
All that is to say, we made it work. And while we were more committed to each other than ever before, this did not mean we were exactly monogamous. K would dabble in the dating scene whenever she got that itch, which allowed her to get some alpha action when she needed it.
Then, shit got real! I had a work party around Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t a Valentine’s theme, but it fell right around the so-called holiday. Kind of poor planning in my opinion, but whatever. K never wanted to go to any of these engagements before, but now that I was actually working amongst my co-workers, she wanted to meet them.
Enter Janice into our lives. Janice was this hardass mid-level executive type that everyone hated. Everyone, from her fellow executives down to us peasants. She was so disliked upstairs that she occupied the only office on the peasant wing of our floor. And, as we have previously established, since she was equally hated by the peasants, no one would set up shop for the day anywhere near her office door. [We have this like open seating arrangement and no one has a fixed workspace. You just plop down for the day wherever and go from there.]
Except for me. I didn’t know any better when I first started. And everyone was already in their little cliques, etc. So I went to the open space, which was right in Janice’s web. She was actually pleasant enough with me, but I’m a sissy, so…I’m perhaps not the best judge here.
She would order me around, have me do random shit for her from time to time. And I would do it. No hesitating, no questioning. Just the way she liked it. I prioritized her over me, and we got along just fine 😉 As far as looks go, she was slight of build — potentially very skinny as far as I could tell. And she clearly did not understand how to dress herself or do her hair. Poor girl.
But back to the party. K and I showed up…and Janice spotted us right away. She and K made fast friends and chatted chatted chatted the night away. I would periodically see K lean in for a giggly whisper, which was inevitably followed by an explosion of laughter from the two of them. Birds of a feather perhaps? I of course waited on them, refreshing their drinks, etc.
The party began to thin out, and K and Janice were definitely drunk. Janice announced that she wanted to show us something in her office. That seemed odd to me, since her office decor was as crappy as her fashion sense. But I was missing the point.
The door closed and Janice locked the door behind us. Oh, fuck. K’s voice brought me back, instructing me to take off my clothes. I became nauseous and aroused at the same time. sissy butterflies EVERYWHERE. Miraculously, my hands remained steady enough and off went my shoes, pants, and shirt. I was left in a pair of K’s black leggings overtop my double panties. Overtop my dripping, straining sissy cock.
“I have to pee” was all K said. I knew what was expected of me. “First take off the leggings so Janice can see your pretty panties.” I carefully rolled down the leggings, stepped out of them, folded them neatly, and placed them on Janice’s desk. I could feel her stare burning a hole in me, at the sight I must have been. But my focus was on K and her needs.
I stepped over to her, dropped to my knees, moved my hands up her skirt, and removed her panties. They smelled lovely 🙂 I moved my head between her legs and my mouth gently engulfed her. “I want to see the stream,” she told me as she pushed my head further down and wrapped her skirt around her waist.
I sat back on my knees and waited, mouth open. My sissy cock twitched and I could feel the wetness pooling between my legs. The jet hit me straight in the chin, and I quickly adjusted to gather the rest in my mouth. It was all muscle memory at that point, and I swallowed it all down. K grabbed me by the hair and wiped herself with it when she was through.
I was in subspace. I was ready for anything, and complied when K instructed me to remove my pink outer panties. Left in only my thong, my balls hung grotesquely out of the right the side. And though I was super aroused, one could hardly tell I had a cock at all. Janice appeared right in front of me and cradled my balls before fondling me through my thong.
“she is exquisite, K.” She circled me, running her fingers through my hair. “I’ll talk to HR on Monday and have her transferred over to me.” Her fingers moved below my chin and tilted my head up at her. “Open,” she instructed. I assumed she meant my mouth and open it went…just in time for a giant glob of spit (ewwww!!!) to appear between her lips and land…right on my face! Janice had terrible aim
—-Anyhoo — this was February. We have a lot of ground to cover. I’ve missed you!!