Helpful colleague

When I arrived at the office, I noticed Sofia among a group of colleagues. She seemed to be acting normally, which made me feel a little relieved. She even greeted me with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"Hi, Leo, good morning!" she says, her tone casual, with no hint of teasing or threat.

“Good morning, Sofia,” I reply, trying to keep my expression neutral, although anxiety still bubbles beneath the surface.

As I walk to my desk, I feel a mixture of relief and curiosity. The fact that she acts as if nothing has happened leaves me disconcerted, but also grateful. Did she really decide to let it go? Without an answer to that question, I get to work.

My relief doesn't last long. My peace is interrupted when, shortly after, Sofia approaches my desk, holding another romantic envelope and a small box. My heart skips a beat as I look at what she has in her hands, a feeling of anxiety tightening in my stomach.

“Hey, Leo, looks like you have another package for you from your secret admirer,” she says, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she holds out the envelope and box toward me.

My eyes fixed on the package, my stomach churning nervously. It seems that Bia is determined to continue her provocative games.

“Thank you, Sofia,” I murmur, my voice a little shaky as I accept the delivery.

She smiles, her expression amused as she watches my reaction. “That secret admirer of yours really likes to challenge you…” She comments, her voice thick with amusement.

I swallow hard, unsure of how to respond. The tension between us is palpable, the shared knowledge of my secret admirer’s true identity hanging between us.

“Oh, yes… About that, Sofia… About yesterday…” I begin, but before I can finish, she interrupts me, letting out a little laugh.

"Hey, relax, Leo. Let it go. Just consider it a moment between friends," she says, giving me a wink.

I feel relieved, but still a little worried. "Okay, thanks, Sofia," I mumble, trying not to sound too relieved.

She smiles, walking back to her desk, and I get a nice view of her buttocks as she walks away. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself before opening the envelope and finding out what Bia's next challenge will be.

I took a deep breath before opening the envelope. I still felt the weight of tension and anxiety, but I was also relieved that Sofia had decided to let go of the ****. I slowly opened the envelope and took out the contents. My eyes found a note printed in a feminine cursive font.

“Put it on and don’t take it off.

Kisses, Bia.”

Curious about the cryptic message, I decide to open the box . When I remove the lid, I almost fall backwards when I find a butt plug inside. The confusion mixes with a wave of heat that rises through my body.

I quickly close the box, praying no one noticed. My heart races as I try to process the situation.

Bia’s next challenge was an embarrassing one, definitely a step up from our games. I’ve never put anything in my anus, and the idea of ​​wearing a butt plug at work is extremely embarrassing. However, I know I have to accept the challenge. The last time I refused, I only got an even worse one the next day.

Determined to take on the challenge, I head to the bathroom. I lock myself in one of the stalls, trying to control my breathing as I look at the small butt plug in my hands. I feel nervous and embarrassed, but I know I need to move forward. I also notice a small packet of lubricant below where the plug was inserted. Bia really thought of everything.

With shaking hands, I begin to undress from the waist down. Hesitantly, I look at the butt plug for a moment longer before finally deciding to go for it. Carefully, I push my panties to the side, apply a little lubricant to the tip of the plug, and begin to slowly insert it.

The sensation is strange and a little uncomfortable at first, but with patience, I manage to get it in place. Once in place, I feel strangely aware of the plug's presence inside me. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I adjust to the sensation. I put my clothes back on and leave the stall, determined to face the rest of the day.

Returning to my desk, I feel the butt plug constantly reminding me of its presence. Every movement is marked by the awareness of the foreign object inside me. As I sit down, I feel a wave of heat run through my body as the butt plug fits into my anus.

I try to focus on my work, but it's hard to ignore the constant presence of the plug. I feel excited and embarrassed at the same time, trying to hide my agitation. Every movement is calculated, every gesture measured to avoid attracting attention.

While I am immersed in my tasks, I hear Sofia's voice calling me from afar.

"Leo, could you do me a favor? Could you get me a coffee?" she asks, her voice sounding polite and calm.

I'm a little surprised by the request. Sofia has never asked me to bring her coffee before, and the fact that she's being so friendly now, after everything that's happened, makes me a little suspicious. However, I decide not to let my suspicions get in the way of the situation.

"Sure, Sofia. I'll bring you your coffee," I reply, trying to keep a neutral expression.

I get up from my desk, feeling the uncomfortable presence of the plug, reminding me to be careful with sudden movements. I walk over to the coffee machine more carefully, and make a cup for Sofia.

When it's ready, I take the cup and take it to Sofia's table. She greets me with a grateful smile when I hand her the coffee.

"Thank you, Leo. You're an angel," she replies, taking the cup with a smile. But her expression changes when she notices the contents.

"Oh, Leo, you forgot to put the cream on..." she says, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

Sofia's colleagues look at her with doubtful expressions, seeming to find her ingratitude strange. I feel confused too, however I decide not to question it and simply change the coffee.

“Okay, Sofia, I’ll get another one,” I reply, taking the cup back.

I return to the coffee machine and prepare a new cup, this time adding cream. Once the coffee is ready, I return to Sofia's table.

“Here you go, with cream this time,” I say, handing over the cup with a smile.

“Thank you, Leo,” she replies, taking the coffee with sincere thanks. However, her expression changes again when she tastes it.

"Oh, this coffee is too sweet, Leo. I can't keep my body like this eating so much sugar, please change it," she says, with an authoritative expression

Sofia's classmates start to comment, surprised by her attitude.

"Hey, Sofia, how lazy you are today!" exclaims Raquel, one of Sofia's coworkers, with an expression of astonishment.

Sofia just laughs, trying to hide her true intention. "Oh, you know how it is, sometimes it's nice to take advantage of having someone as helpful as Little leo here," she replies, her voice sounding casual, but with a subtle glance in my direction.

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I realize what Sofia is doing. She is trying to put me in an uncomfortable situation by referencing **** in a way that is subtle but clear enough for me to understand.

"Sure, Sofia, I'm always willing to help," I reply, trying to sound as casual as possible, but extremely intimidated.

She smiles, pleased with my answer. “See, girls? I told you, I’m sure Leo here would be happy to get us all coffee, wouldn’t he?” she asks, her smile fake and her gaze intimidating.

Before I can respond, another colleague intervenes.

"Oh, Sofia, Leo must have more to do," comments Ana , expressing her surprise.

Yes, we don't want to take advantage of Leo's good will," agrees Carla, another colleague.

“Oh, oh… These girls, Leo? They don’t know that you do this with pleasure, tell them…”, she presses, her voice calm, but with an underlying tone of challenge.

Despite the awkward situation, I decide to keep my composure. "Sure, girls, I'll be happy to bring it," I reply, trying to sound confident despite the whirlwind of emotions inside me.

Sofia's colleagues look surprised, but accept the answer. "Well, if that's the case, Leo, I'll take a coffee too," says Ana, with a kind smile.

“Ah, if that’s the case, I want it too,” Carla agrees, nodding.

“So let’s go, since Little leo is offering himself so kindly,” Raquel comments, joking. “The office really needed to hire a secretary,” she adds, making her colleagues laugh.

Sofia laughs, pleased. "See, Little leo? Looks like you got a new job," she says, teasing.

Embarrassed, I just laugh along with the girls, as if it were just an innocent joke. They pass me the coffee they want, and I head back to the machine, trying to maintain my composure.

When the coffee is ready, I grab a tray to help me carry the cups, and return to the girls' area, remembering each of their orders, I start serving them.

“AH!!!”, I exclaim, in the midst of a fright.

A sudden vibration starts in my ass, making the tray rattle in my hands, and spilling some of its contents.

“Are you okay, Leo?!”, Ana asks worriedly.

The butt plug, which until then had been just a discomfort, now vibrated in irregular rhythms, sending waves of excitement through my body, especially when it reached more frenetic levels.

Despite my embarrassment, I try to maintain my composure in the face of the situation.

Oh yeah, I'm fine, I just lost my balance a little," I reply, forcing a smile.

My coworkers look at me with concern, but also with an air of amusement at this unusual situation. I quickly start to pick up the cups that have fallen on the tray, so as not to spill even more on the floor.

"Oh, Leo, how clumsy you are," Sofia says, her voice amused, as she watches the scene.

"Sorry girls...", I say embarrassed.

“It’s okay, Leo, it happens to the best of us,” says Ana, trying to calm the mood.

“Yeah, Leo, you’re not the only one who’s made a mess here,” jokes Raquel, with an amused smile.

“Oh, sure… Well, I’ll get a rag to clean up this mess,” I say, hiding my nervousness.

“Don’t forget our coffees,” says Sofia in a provocative tone, accompanied by a mischievous smile.

"Sure, Sofia, I'll be right back with the cloth and coffees," I reply, forcing a smile as I walk away to the pantry area.

As I walk, I feel the plug vibrate, sending waves of excitement through my body. My heart races, a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment washing over me. I try to get used to the sensations quickly to avoid any more accidents, but it's hard, my penis is already shaking in its chastity cage.

I grab a cloth, pour the coffees again and head back to the girls' section, trying to stay calm while the butt plug vibration continues. When I return, I pour the coffees more carefully, avoiding any sudden movements that could spill them again.

“Thank you, Leo,” Ana says, taking her cup.

“You’re welcome, Ana,” I reply, forcing a smile.

While they drink their coffee, I clean up the liquid that spilled on the floor, trying to hide my nervousness.

"Leo, do you need help with that?", Carla offers help, already taking the initiative to approach.

“No, no, I can handle it, thank you Carla,” I say, politely pushing her away with my hand, trying to avoid getting too close so she doesn’t hear the vibration of the plug, which is now frantic.

Yes, Carla, can't you see that our Little leo, besides being a secretary, wants to be our cleaning lady?", she says, in a provocative tone, making the other girls laugh.

Carla laughs along with the other colleagues, while I feel increasingly embarrassed by the situation. Fortunately, the vibration of the butt plug begins to fade, giving me momentary relief. I take a deep breath, trying to focus on finishing the cleaning and getting back to my work.

Once I finish cleaning up the spilled liquid, I pick up the cloth and stand up, ready to return to my desk, saying goodbye to the girls.

Back at my desk, I try to concentrate on my work, although the presence of the butt plug still distracts me. It varies in frequency from off to full speed without a set schedule, causing me to spasm every now and then. Bia really did a great job with this challenge.

As I try to concentrate, Sofia walks past me, whispering something in a low voice that I can only understand by reading her lips, "Come after me."

She disappears down the hallway, probably heading to the coffee room, the same scene of our awkward encounter yesterday.