Janet wants more

"That's enough," says Maya, as she eyes my slight hard-on with some interest.

Janet shakes her head and grins slightly. "Under usual circumstances, that would be enough. But as this is your first day of work, I would say that that's just not enough."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"We have to subject you to a stress test," Janet says, winking at Maya.

"And how is that done? Linda didn't mention anything about it."

"It's department policy, not company policy," Janet clarifies, as Maya starts grinning from ear to ear. "You see, that fact that you have a hard-on means that you are affected by the environment here. This setup has been existing before you came. So, you have to adjust to it. But it appears that you may have a hard time adjusting. Which is why we need to do a stress test to be sure."

I try to imagine how the stress test would be like and why the focus was on my hard-on.

Explaining further, Janet continues. "Basically, a stress test is intended to gauge how well you perform what is expected of you in the presence of stress. Since this is a test, the stressors will actually be more intense than they actually are since we are trying to identify your limits."

"Before we start, you have to be completely undressed."

"What?" I ask in surprise.

"Well, if you are uncomfortable, we could ask Linda to assign you someplace else, although I doubt if she would allow that, given that work has already started in the other departments. She may just ask you to return tomorrow."

I weigh the possibilities and I finally nod. "Okay," I say, as I take off my briefs and face them.

"Very good," Janet says, her eyes fixed on my semi-erect cock. "Now, for the first component of the test. You realize that the presence of fluids can damage sensitive cargo. Thus, you have to learn to keep the tip of your cock dry from urine or precum. Can you possibly do that?"

I neither shake my head nor nod as I was feeling unsure how long I could possibly do that.

"But before we go to the test, I'd like to ask if you know how to operate this," Janet asks as she hold out a handheld barcode scanner.

"I know the basics, as I even wrote an app for that, but you'll have to let me know which numbers are important," I reply.

Maya looks at excitedly. "So you'll teach me how to do my..."

"After work, Maya," Janet interrupts. Looking at me, she says, "The state code is on the lower left. It tells you whether the package is interstate or local."

I nod.

"Now, the test works this way. We have five shelves in each row-- they are labeled A to E. Maya and I will be standing along shelves B and D. You will scan a box in shelf A. If it is interstate, place it at the topmost level. If it is local, place it on the third level. Then proceed to shelf C and scan another box and classify it, then proceed to shelf E, and scan another box and classify it, then back to shelf C, then shelf A, and so on. Since we are standing along shelves B and D, and since the gap between the wall and the shelves is quite narrow, you will have to insert your body betwen our bodies and the wall behind."

Janet glances at me for any reaction before continuing. "We will have four sensors to measure the dampness or the wetness of your cockhead-- my hands and Maya's hands. From where we will be standing, we will position our hands on our sides at approximately the same height as your cock. When you pass by each of us, your cockhead is supposed to pass each of our hands. If we feel any moisture, especially precum, we will ask you to stop. Your score will be the number of boxes you can correctly scan before being declared 'Wet!'. So that you will not be tempted to wipe your cockhead, your hands must be positioned above your head every time you pass. You will only scan the boxes on the top three levels of the shelf-- so your hands have no reason to be positioned below your chest."

Maya and Janet position themselves along shelves B and D respectively. I then stand along shelf A. "Start!" says Janet.

I scan a box in shelf A then pass by Maya with my hands above my head. As I pass, Maya squeezes my cockhead with her right hand. Then I move in front of her. My cock brushes her highrise panties then it comes it contact with her left hand. Maya says, "Dry!" as I move to shelf C.

I scan another box and move towards Janet with my hands above my head. Her right hand grasps my cockhead. Then my cockhead brushes against her boyshorts. Finally her left hand also grasps my cockhead. "Dry," she says, as I proceed to shelf E and scan another box.

I try to imagine they are concrete statues so that my precum would not flow. However, their squeezing of my cock becomes harder and on my fourth leg, Janet says "Wet!"

"You scored 7," says Janet. "That was the easy level. Now, for the moderate level, both of us with Maya will be topless. Janet takes off her push-up bra while Maya unfastens her sports bra. The sight of their teats is too much for me. I only score 4 before Maya says, "Wet!"

Janet grins widely as she says, "For the difficult level, we will be completely in the nude, and you will be required to kiss us on the lips every time you pass."

I scan a box in shelf A then pass Maya. I kiss her deeply on the lips as my cock comes in contact with her moist pussy. "Dry," she says, as my hard-on intensifies.

I continue to Janet. As I kiss her, my cock gently pushes into her pussy unintentionally. She grabs it and squeezes it. "Wet!" she says, I score only 2. "Your final score is the average of the three. You scored 4.33 only-- which means you failed the first component." I can tell that both of them have also been aroused.

"Now, for the second component," Janet continues. "You know that the tasks in this department are basically the lifting of objects or boxes. However, situations may require you to lift a box to a particular level for a particular duration. Thus, this is more a test of endurance than a test of strength."

Janet selects a moderately sized box and makes me hold it at hips level. "Maya and I will be alternately giving you 30-second hand jobs. Every hand job you survive without dipping the box below your hips, you get one point. You will be subjected to a maximum of ten hand jobs before we proceed to the next difficulty level."

I feel this component is easier than the first and I grin confidently at them.

Janet says, "Start!". Maya kneels in front of me and gives me the first hand job. The softness of her fingers triggers me to release precum before the 30 seconds is over. I manage to keep the box at my hip level until Janet takes her turn to give me a hand job. Her movement is significantly more rapid than Maya's pace.

In 20 seconds, I am shooting my load, which has splattered on her boobs and arms, but has fallen mostly on the floor.

She spreads my cum around her teats and grins at me. I still manage to keep the box at hip level but my arms are now slightly aching. After having cummed, their succeeding hand jobs appear to no longer have an effect on me. However the strain on my arm causes me to lower the box before the seventh hand job is completed. I only score 6.

"That was the easy level," says Janet. "For the moderate level, we will be giving you 30-second blowjobs instead." Finally, Janet says "Start!"

I lift the box to hip level. The sight of Maya in all her nakedness, kneeling on my cum on the floor and giving me a blowjob is so arousing that I almost forget I am holding a box. Maya's mouth brings me close to the edge but I survive the 30 seconds without lowering the box. Janet now takes her turn. Her mouth feels more experienced as she is occasionally giving me a deep throat. I survive the second blowjob but wonder how far I'll make it.

I bring my mind away from the scene happening before me and before I know it, Maya is giving me the fifth blowjob. She already appears exhausted. She looks younger than her age, leading me to assume that she may have just turned 18 recently. The fact that she is forcing herself to give me a blowjob and trying her best to make me enjoy the feel of her mouth, despite her apparent inexperience, unexpectedly sends me to the brink. I shoot a couple of loads. She pulls back after she tastes my cum her mouth, allowing my succeeding shots to hit her on the face and the neck. Her surprised reaction causes me to move the box lower.

"You only score 4." Janet tells me. She moves toward Maya and licks some of my cum off Maya's face. "Is this your first time to have a facial?" The question on her face makes Janet immediately add, "I mean, having cum on your face?"

Maya nods. "Usually it's in my mouth and it's not as much as this."

Janet adds. "Your combined scores in the easy and moderate levels gives and average of 5, which means that you qualify for the difficult level. But before we start the difficult level, you will have to give each of us a 30-second cunnilingus.

I place the box on the floor and kneel in front of Maya. "Maybe you should sit on one of the rungs of the ladder," I suggest. Maya complies. I move her knees apart. She looks at me hesitantly. "I'm going to eat your pussy." I say.

"What?" asks Maya, apparently surprised.

"Are you a virgin, Maya?" asks Janet.

"No," she replies. "But my ex never once got down on me."

"Well, just relax." adds Janet. "You're going to enjoy this."

I bend downward slightly towards her crotch as I taste the juices of Maya that have moistened the entrance to her slit. My tongue traces the folds of her labia while I feel her react in newfound ecstasy. She squirms when I lick her clit. She pulls on my hair, indicating she wanted me the stop-- the stimulation apparently overwhelming her. I ignore her protests and suck gently on her clit. She lets out sudden scream as her pussy becomes drenched with her juices.

"My turn," says Janet. She remains standing, so I kneel in front of her in an upright position. I proceed to give her pussy a good lapping. A sudden saltiness engulfs my tongue, before she finally says, "Enough." After getting on my feet, she says, "For the difficult level, you will be in a kneeling position, and the box will now be at shoulder level."

I get back down into kneeling position.

"You will be alternately fucking each of us for 30 seconds, but we will be doing the pounding instead." Motioning to Maya, Janet adds, "Here, get down with you butt facing him. He will enter you from behind. And spread your legs farther apart, so that he can position himself between your thighs."

Janet is apparently enjoying herself as she gives me a quick deep throat before guiding my hard member into Maya's tight pussy. Halfway inside, Maya gasps. "He's large!" Janet immediately goes under and gives Maya's pussy more stimulation with her tongue. Janet tugs at my balls and I take it as an indication to penetrate Maya further.

When I'm finally completely inside Maya, Janet moves out from under and tells Maya, "pull out and start pounding onto him," and facing me, she says, "Now start lifting that box at shoulder level."

Maya objects. "I can't. I'm so stretched out like there's no space to move. Ohhhhh," she screams as I feel the hot gush of her juices.

"I guess we need a dry run first. Okay, John, put the box down and you start pumping into Maya." I lower the box on the floor and grasp Maya's waist as I slowly start to pound my rod into her very tight slit.

Maya starts moaning loudly and screaming as I feel her muscles spasm. "Should I stop? Are you in pain?" I ask, somewhat concerned.

"No, Don't stop." Maya says impatiently. "I've never felt like this. Give me more."

"Stop," interrupts Janet. "You're causing undue attention. Keep your mouth occupied with my pussy so you won't scream," she says as she positions herself in front of Maya. It is evident that the scene has aroused Janet to the point of forgetting that I am supposed to be stress-tested. The small frame of Maya is now sandwiched between me and Janet as Maya does her best to satisfy our needs. I move forward to kiss Janet on the mouth, and she responds hungrily.

I am hurled close to the brink as I feel Maya's muscles spasm against my cock and her juices start to seep out. She stops giving head to Janet as she momentarily runs out of breath. Her thighs slightly give way at the **** of her release and she attempts to prevent herself from collapsing to the floor.

Sensing I am about to let go, Janet says, "I want your cock inside me," as she gets down on all fours beside Maya, waiting for me to penetrate her from behind. I easily slip out of Maya's dripping pussy and align my cock with Janet's slit. She impales herself against my raging cock just in time for me to shoot my load into her hot pussy. She screams as she follows later with her own orgasm before she finally collapses beside Maya.

The sudden pounding on the door jolts everyone awake, as we hear Linda calling. "What's happening? Is everyone okay? I heard screaming."

We rush to put on our clothes. Janet ignores her boyshorts as she puts on her black jeans. Maya does not care to put on her bra and panties, expecting that her sleeveless cropped sweater and tights would be enough. I hastily pick up their undies and stuff then in my pocket as Janet moves toward the door to open.

Me and Maya proceed to the far end of one of the rows of shelves, away from any possible confrontation with Linda. I hand Maya her sports bra. "Your boobs are showing from the side. I'll be tempted to squeeze them if you don't put this on."

"Go ahead," she says teasingly as she grabs them and then hurriedly goes behind another shelf.

I stay within hearing distance, wondering what story Janet would try to invent.

As Linda enters, she says, "You looked pale, Janet. What happened?"

Sensing a long gap, I murmur in Linda's hearing. "Oh, girls... just a couple of cockroaches and everything becomes..."

"What? Cockroaches?" Linda asks, as she goes out and cowers behind the door. Janet glances at me with relief.

"Don't worry, I'm taking care of it. But if we don't get them, we will need some insect spray." I assure Linda.

"John," she says, "I'll call the exterminators instead." She then leaves. Janet locks the doors after her.

"That was close," exclained Maya.

"You just saved our asses, John," said Janet. "We now owe you one. I won't be giving you any stress tests anymore." After a few moments, she exclaims, "Ewww... I'm leaking your cum on my jeans, I'll have to change."

I hand her her boyshorts. "You left this on the floor."

"Too late," she says, as she grabs them from me and tries to use them to wipe my cumstains from her jeans. "Maybe, you can help me with this, Maya?... cause I smell like his bitch!"

"I actually smell more like his bitch that you." Maya says. "My face, neck, and boobs are coated with his cumstains."

"I'm really sorry guys... you both drove me to the edge before I could warn you!" I say apologetically.

"No, John," Janet says. "It was actually fun. Never felt like this for a long time." She hugs me and motions to Maya to join us. They both kiss me on the lips. Janet adds, "From now on, we'll have to stick up for each other in this department."

"And he can stick it up our holes any time he wants to." Maya says with a grin.

"Or any time we need to have it." Janet says.

I retrieve the mop from the corner and attempt to erase from the floor as much evidence I could of what had just transpired. The sound of a buzzer signals the start of the noon break.

Janet and Maya exit the room, saying they needed to have a shower. I follow close by after locking the doors behind. We encounter Linda in the main building. "Where you able to deal with those cockroaches?" she asks. Both Janet and Maya turn to stare at me.

"Yes," I nod. "But I'm really not sure if there are more of them."

"That means, I should call in the exterminator?" Linda asks us.

I shrug. "Maybe."

"So, I'll call them in this afternoon, We can't afford to have cargo damages due to their presence." Glancing at my two companions, Linda adds. "You can have the afternoon off, while I'll assign John temporarily to another department." Both of them smile at me with gratitude. "By the way," Linda asks, "how was John's performance?"

"Excellent," Janet says, beaming. "He's a fast learner." Maya only winks at me.

As Janet and Maya turn to leave, Linda asks me, "Did you enjoy your first half day?"

I nod. "It was quite a learning experience."

"You smell sweat!" she says, noticing my rumpled hair.

"It was really warm in there. Maybe you should add airconditioning."

"I'll try to request for that from the main office." she says as she walks back to her office. Noticing my hesitation, she says. "It's noon break. You are free to leave but be back at one o'clock. You can join me for lunch, if you want to, or you can have lunch outside. Your choice."