Mylene

"What the fuck!?"

Standing framed in the doorway stood Myleene, paralyzed by the shocking sight in front of her. Her boss, the intimidating Michelle was sitting on the edge of the desk, her hair face and blouse soaking wet and her skirt pulled up around her waist. The lazy older guy, Jason stood in front of her with his hand between his boss's legs. Both were clearly startled by Myleene's sudden entrance, and her profane outburst.

"I'm sorry. I. I should have knocked. I didn't know. You two? I'm sorry", she repeated and put her hands to her mouth before turning and retreating as quickly as possible from the room with the door swinging shut behind her.

Jason sighed. Myleene would have to be dealt with. As part of the call-line double act she was a total bitch, but incredibly hot and particularly since his break-up with Cara, she and her colleague had figured heavily in Jason's masturbatory fantasies recently. "Excuse me". he said politely to Cara and reached over to get his pen from the desk once more. Myleene, he wrote then with an afterthought, added, and everyone else who works in my office will OBEDIENTLY do whatever I tell them to.

"Myleene, get in here now", he yelled opening the office door, and sticking his head through.

The dark haired beauty was there in moments. "Yes?" she said hesitantly.

"I'm the new boss here, got it?"

"Sure. Yes Jason".

"That's yes sir when you speak to me".

"Yes sir," she corrected quickly.

"Good. Now Michelle's a fucking mess. Help her get cleaned up".

"What happened?"

"I pissed on her. She'll need a new blouse. Give her yours."

"Uh sure. Ok", said Myleene and began unbottoning her own crisp white blouse. Michelle sat up and did the same, and put her own sodden rag down beside her on the desk. "Here", Michelle handed her boss the blouse, leaving Jason with the opportunity to check her out in just her bra. He nodded absently in approval.

Meanwhile, Michelle took her own bra off and began to clean herself up with a packet of wipes then looked dubiously at the white shiny bra. Stains had already begun to form on it. "Leave it off", instructed Jason, and Michelle dutifully slid her arms through the sleeves of Myleene's blouse. When she was done, her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. Jason approved of the look and reached over to squeeze her tits

Myleene looked down at the floor, clearly not wanting to be there. "Uh is there anything else I can do?"

Jason looked at her critically. She was dynamite. But, she would keep for later he thought. "Not right now, but do the rest of your work dressed like that for today."

"Yes sir", she said and picked up a sheaf of papers before heading for the door.