Copier room

Lexi strolls to the copier room, taking her time, enjoying the feeling of being nude in the office, the knowledge that someone could happen upon her at any moment and see her like this, most of her brain wanting them to. And of course the fact that her boss was watching her every move on the security cameras like some voyeuristic pervert. Which is exactly what he was, she realized with a giggle. She wondered how much further he'd take things, just how naughty she'll have to get to earn her clothes back, and if she'd even want them back by the time she's done.

Soon she's in the copier room, and hears her boss' voice in her ear, "Good girl! Now the first ticket is on the glass of the center copy machine. Go get it." She looks and sees it, it's an anklet, with what looks like a small golden ticket connected to it. She picks it up, looks up at the nearest security camera, then turns so her back is to it, bends over at the waist, and puts it on her right ankle before standing upright and turning around, facing the camera, "Perfect!" She hears, "The other four tickets can attach to the anklet, so you don't lose any of them. Speaking of the other tickets, go ahead and bend over that center copier, so your tits are pressed against it, and start making copies. Do not stop, and do not move from that position until I tell you to."

Lexi grins and does as she's been told, resting her tits on the cool glass, and firing up the copy machine, letting it print up pictures of her tits. She remains in this position for a few minutes, and then feels a hand on her ass. She almost turns around to see who's touching her when she remembers her boss' instructions, and holds still, letting whoever it is do whatever it is they're going to do. The stranger continues caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks, their soft, small hands indicating that it's a woman who's touching her. Next her legs are pushed apart, and she can feel her arousal growing, along with the stranger's tongue sliding between her ass cheeks. She moans and whimpers, but holds still. Their hands sliding from her ass to her thighs and back up as their tongue pushes into her ass. She's pretty sure it's Denise, given how forward she's being.

Next she feels fingers entering her pussy, expert fingers, causing her to gasp and writhe, her hips gyrating as the copy machine continues making copies of her tits. Those fingers and that tongue bringing her ever closer to an orgasm. Lexi's panting and moaning now, and lets it happen, feeling her orgasm smash through her body, explosions of pleasure making her cry out. Then they stop and she feels them smack her on the ass, "The next ticket is over by the elevators, have a great night, sexy Lexi!" It wasn't Denise's voice, but another woman from the office. Damn, at this rate everybody's going to know what a naughty little exhibitionist slut she is. She laughs, finding the thought rather fun, as she stands up and walks out of the copier room, towards the elevators. This is going even better than the last time, and she hopes it gets better still.