Rachel gets real with you

The rest of the day goes by in a blur for you. Thankfully, your workload keeps you occupied, and for once none of the girls seem to be looking for you in your office, although you suspect that it's because their still not quite sure how to approach you in your nakedness yet. Any interactions you have in the pantry are short, save for one instance when you ran into Marina, Lisa, and Olivia chatting over coffee.

"Ahem, John?" Marina called out to you while you waited for the machine to dispense your latte. "Please get hard for us, thank you."

Lisa and Olivia blushed but did not look away as you reluctantly took your penis in hand and began stroking. It was embarrassing rubbing it out in front of the women, but the power dynamics at play easily arouse you enough to quickly get an erection. Marina simply smiled and walked off, leaving you in front of Lisa and Olivia with a hard-on.

"For what it's worth," Lisa chimed in just before you hurried out with your coffee. "I think it's really sexy seeing you do that." She flashed me a cheeky grin, while Olivia beside her just blushed again, avoiding my eyes.

"Thanks Lisa," you said with a sheepish smile before quickly returning to your office.

As the day winds down, you watch from your office as the girls start leaving one-by-one. Just as you think it's about time for you to leave as well, Rachel pings you on your laptop to see her in her office. You cross the bullpen to see that Marina is still at her desk, glued to her monitor. You figure that it shouldn't be surprising that she's still a hardworker after all.

You enter Rachel's office and close the door behind you. "What's up?" You ask.

Rachel looks up from her documents on the table and her eyes immediately fall onto your crotch. "Not you, apparently," she chuckles. "But that's beside the point, follow me to my bathroom."

"To your bathroom?" you repeat, puzzled. Rachel crosses her office to the far wall and presses hard against a motivational poster of a kitten hanging from a branch. A section of the wall slides to the side to reveal a beautiful hidden bathroom.

"One of my privileges as the boss," Rachel says, smiling at your awed reaction.

"Damn, I gotta get me one of those," you say. You follow Rachel in and she instructs you to sit down on a tiny stool in the middle of the shower area.

"When was the last time you shaved yourself?" Rachel asks as you settle down on the stool while she ties her hair into a bun.

"Um... A few days ago I guess?" you say, unsure.

"Hmm. Alright. Well, this isn't part of your conditions, but if possible I'd like to see that you keep your manhood properly groomed. If you're going to be exposed around here, it'll be better for everyone if your 'man of honor' is kept in a presentable manner."

You look down at your johnson and acknowledge that the hair has already started to reveal itself. "Sorry Rach," you say. "I'll keep that in mind next time."

"That's all good for NEXT time," Rachel says, turning to face you with her hair tied in a bun and her sleeves folded up. "But right now, I'm going to shave him for you. Spread your legs!"

You're shocked to hear that. "W-wait, Rach! I can do it myself!" You stammer, automatically closing your legs.

"C'mon John, I'm doing you a favor here. Now be a good boy and open up, and perhaps I might even give you a little treat for your good conduct today," Rachel winks at you with a smile.

You blush, feeling your cock stir at the implications of Rachel's words. You open your legs and allow Rachel to start working away between your thighs, spreading shaving cream and using a shaver to masterfully shave your most private parts. The feeling of Rachel's hands roaming around down there quickly gets you erect, but Rachel simply carries on with her task without a mention of it.

"Anyway, John," Rachel suddenly speaks up. "How are you feeling?"

"Um, I guess I'm a little hungry," you say.

"No, I mean about all this," Rachel waves her hand over her head, gesturing. "About being naked in the office. How do you feel about it?"

"I mean, a bet is a bet, you know. I'm just honouring my wager, nothing else."

"John, right now, I'm speaking to you as your friend, not your boss. You can be honest with me. How do you feel about all this?"

You hesitate for a moment, thinking about how truthful you want to be with Rachel. But after a few moments of pondering, you decide that you can trust her with your deepest secrets.

"Honestly, Rachel?" You start to say. "I actually... like it. A lot. I'll never admit it to Marina, but I guess CFNM is really something I enjoy."

"CF-what?" Rachel looks up at you from her task, confused.

"CFNM, clothed female naked male. It's a kink that I'm into, and I never thought that I'd be able to experience it in an office setting like this. To be honest, this whole experience is quite surreal for me..."

"I see..." Rachel says, looking back down to focus on the razor sliding across the surface of your balls. "What do you like about it?"

You take a few moments to find the right words to say. "Its... It's sort of like femdom play, I guess? Like, there's this power dynamic at play when a naked man is around clothed women. That feeling of submission and helplessness as the women do whatever they want to a guy... something like that."

"That's right, you always did enjoy getting tied up and teased when we used to date," Rachel grins up at you. "Remember? You'd beg me to edge you for the entire day on weekends. You were so needy!"

"Yeah, those were some good times," You smile, thinking back to the good ol days.

Rachel finishes her tasks and rinses you off in the shower before drying you with a towel.

"Listen, John," she says as she wipes her hands on the towel. "If you're really comfortable with doing this, then perhaps I can make things more interesting for the office. I cannot guarantee that all of the girls will be on board with this, but judging from today's reactions, I doubt any of them will make a complaint."

"What do you have in mind?" You ask, curious.

"I'm not sure yet, but don't worry. Just know that you can trust me, alright? As your boss AND as your friend." Rachel reaches up and touches the side of your face reassuringly.

"Thanks Rach," you smile back.

As the both of you leave the bathroom, Rachel turns towards you.

"Anyways... about that treat I was telling you about..." She reaches down and wraps her fingers gently around your shaft, making you gasp. "How about we relive the old days? Would you like one of my famous edging sessions?"

"Oh god, yes please," you moan in desire, your cock throbbing in Rachel's hand. She smiles at my response, and gestures for me to turn around. I do so, and before I know it Rachel has tied my hands behind my back with a silk rope.

"Just how you like it, right?" Rachel says. She walks round in front of me and looks me up and down at my naked figure with my cock standing at attention. "You're really quite a specimen, aren't you?"

"I go to the gym for a reason," you say simply, proud of your body.