Put Ashley on display

"Now, step over to my window and stand spread eagle. Put your palms flat on the glass." you say to Ashley.

She smiles and walks quickly to the window behind your desk, bending slightly at the waist to give you easy access.

You spin in your chair so that you're just behind her. You take each side of her knickers with a finger of each hand and slide Ashley's thong down to just below her hips. Ashley wiggles just a bit, allowing her thong to slide quickly down her legs and pool on the floor beneath her.

Ashley now stands nude and spread against the window, looking down on the city below.

"Oooh, very nice. Are you sure I can't play too?" Doe's hands are working, taking turns, one rubbing and pinching her nipples while the other rubs under her skirt.

"I said no. Let's keep Ashley happy--for now."

"Oh look, Ashley, we have company."

Just at that moment, the window cleaners' trolly slides slowly up and into view. On the narrow catwalk are two young, bored looking men in grubby grey overalls. They almost descend below the window before they spot Ashley separated from them by only the glass.

You and Doe break out into laughter as the two men--silently because of the window--break into animated conversation and point to Ashley's more interesting bits.

Ashley steps away from the glass, but you are quicker.

Smack!

You slap Ashley's ass hard.

"I don't think I told you to move. Be a good girl. Hands back on the window... Actually, why don't you press your breasts against the windows for them? They look like they'd enjoy that."

Ashley frowns, but returns to the window and leans against it. She shivers quickly from the sudden spike of cold against her chest.

The two lads outside look even happier with this development. They pretend they're sucking on her nipples and rubbing her. One bloke even thrusts his hip as though he would fuck her through the window.

Doe gets an idea. She lets go of herself long enough to write something quickly on a sheet of paper and hands it to you.

"Show them this!" She says, between giggles.

You quickly hold up the note to the window.

It reads "What is your mobile (cell phone) number?"

The two men explode in silent laughter.

One thinks quickly. He types his number into his phone and holds it up to the window.

You jot down the number.

"Ashley, let's give them a parting gift. Turn around, bend over and press your ass to the window."

Ashley has gotten past her initial fear of exposure and quickly follows orders.

As an added bonus, she pulls her bum cheeks apart and presses her cunny directly against the window.

The lad outside with the phone snaps a picture and the two men again pretend to play with her and fuck her through the window.

Finally, you tire of the game and wave the two men to move on. You mime that you'll phone someone if they don't.

The two lads look disappointed, but move the gantry down to continue their work.

"We'll have to expose you to more people Ashley. You really enjoy this type of thing." you say. You emphasise your point by sliding your finger along her fully exposed clit which is wet from her juices that are still wetting the window behind her.