Leave the offices with some parting changes.

“I believe that is all that I need from you guys,” you told the lawyer over the phone. “Actually, there is one thing I want to leave you with,” you add.

“Oh? What’s that?” Sherman asked.

“Well, I think your office needs to see some changes,” you told him.

“Oh really?” He replied, in an unamused tone. It was apparent that his patience had run its course.

“Yeah!” you went on, sure he would be happy with what you were about to tell him. You wanted to make up for all the inconvenience you were causing, so decided to change up some things at Sherman’s law office for the better. “You should set aside a room for destressing. Maybe the break room or something. When I mean destressing, I mean in the sexual manner.” You decided to be explicit about it so that the sexual clause of your contract would kick in. “Hire some attractive masseuses to give your team daily rubdowns. Get the ones that give happy endings. It’ll be great for office morale! Since I made the request, it’ll be perfectly legal right?”

Sherman was silent on the other line for a moment. Then, after that brief pause, he said, “There will need to be some smoothing out of the details, but I’m sure there is a way to work it out. I’ll get right on it.”

“Great! Thank you so much for clearing up all my questions, Mr. Sherman,” you told the lawyer. “It’s a big load off my mind. I’ll let you get back to your work now.”

“Sherm, it’s Ren,” Mr. Sampson chimed in. The manager was still thrusting his dick into his receptionist. She moaned, face down onto his office desk. “Let’s get together for lunch next week! Maybe I could try out a massage once you have that set up!”

“Sounds good, Ren. How’s Thursday sound?” Sherman replied.

“That works for me! I’ll bring Glory!” Ren replied.

“Ah, I haven't seen her in forever! I look forward to it! Say ‘hello’ to her for me,” Sherman said. “Take care now.”

“Take care too!” Ren said before he closed the connection.

After the call ended, Sampson gave Ariana his full attention. Their pace quickened and the desk started to creak from the rocking. A few more stiff thrusts and Sampson let out a grunt and his body stiffened up. Ariana moaned and shivered as her boss came inside of her. He pulled out of her, leaving a trail of sticky cum from his dick back to the receptionist’s sex pot. He snapped up a few tissues from the box on his desk and wiped himself down as if this were a normal office interaction, then turned to you. “So, I take it you’ve got what you came here for?”

“Absolutely!” you replied. “I’ll get out of your hair too, thanks for everything!”

“Ariana, see our guest out please?” Mr. Sampson asked his worker.

“Yes, sir,” Ariana replied with a smile. Not bothering to wipe up herself, she headed for the exit and said, “Right this way, Mr. Doe,” She strutted out of the office, buck naked, juices still glistening on her body.

“You seem in a better mood,” you noted as the two of you left the office.

“Hmm?” Ariana raised an eyebrow at your observation.

“I mean, I think your ‘getting off’ puts you in a better mood than before,” you explained. “You should just do that whenever you’re feeling frustrated from work issues.”

“You mean from demanding customers that refuse to leave?” Ariana shot back with a raised eyebrow. You raised your hands apologetically at being the source of her grief. She rolled her eyes and sighed. “I suppose you’re right,” she reasoned.

“Do you guys have Casual Fridays here to break up the monotony?” you asked.

“Not really,” Ariana replied.

You looked over at the naked Latina with bouncy boobs and ass and admired their jiggle as she walked. “You should. In fact, you guys should have a more than Casual Friday, I say you guys have a Casual Sex Friday! You should start today!”

“It’s not Friday,” Ariana replied.

“Well, trial run of casual Friday then,” you shrugged. “Hey everyone, Casual Sex Friday!” You called out to the entire office. “No need for clothes! Just toss them out!”

You saw several office doors opened up and clothes flew into the main room. The mail carrier casually undressed and rolled his cart around to load up the laundry as he delivered his packages. He may have taken the thought of ‘tossing them out’ a bit more literally than you intended. On the pile, you noticed a lot of ties, blazers, boxers and dress pants and asked Ariana, “Say, how many ladies work in this office anyways?”

“Just me and Gloria,” she informed you.

“Oh.”

You thought about adding more women to even up the ratio, but you’ve already meddled enough. “Good luck with that,” you told the receptionist. “I have a feeling you’re going to be really busy until the end of the day… Just… try to pace yourself?”

You entered the elevator and turned around to face the door. As the door closed, you could see Ariana joined by the mail carrier. The two started groping each other’s bodies as several workers emerged from their offices.

You left the corporate office feeling like you were bulletproof. You had a contract that guaranteed your sexual desires with no worries about it suddenly failing you or biting you in the ass. You had free reign to do whatever you wanted! Well, whatever you wanted within the confines of the Day-N-Nite Fitness facilities.

The question was: Did you want to head back to the gym to play around some more or leave it for another day?