Some paperwork

As you cover up, Rachel stands up from behind your desk and walks out to the side, gesturing that you may take your seat. You walk forward towards Rachel who stays frozen next to your desk, smirking naughtily. You don't think you've ever seen this expression on her. You realize what she's doing! Since your desk is pressed up against the wall, you have to walk by her to get behind it.

You awkwardly walk by her, turning away from her as you shuffle past her. You feel something lightly brush against your backside, and you can't tell if you accidentally touched Rachel, or she touched you, or you imagined it. You sit down at your desk, still using your hands to cover up. That was an awkward position to sit.

Rachel sighed. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about, John. Your bet was that you must work naked. I came here to stress that the latter is not the only one that you do" You blush. Rachel continued, "if you fail to perform the functions of your job here, that would also be abandoning the bet. If I feel like you are not performing up to standard, I can call you as having failed to do the forfeit. I'm sorry, John, but that's what you guys signed"

"What would happen then?" you ask.

"Oh, John, didn't you read that document Marina cooked up and you had me sign along with you. If you fail to follow through on a forfeit, you get fired with cause."

Wow. Your job was on the line. Why hadn't you read that damn document. You never thought you'd have a bet like this. You fucking idiot. Rachel sighed again

"I'll allow covering up here and there, but if there's something you're doing for work, I don't want to see you being distracted by all this. Having said all that," she said, pausing, "great fucking job!" she said, smiling.

"Wh-What?"

"We made our greatest ever sales. And the client said it was because of all the new tech you added to our product! Marina said that when she mentioned the new features you added, the sale made itself!"

What cruel irony, you thought.

"And I should also thank you for the fire you lit under the ladies' butts. Even without that sale they would've beat last month by 50%! As a result, we have had offers for our company from VCs. They'll buy part of the company for a price. That will give our company a valuation. So you'll know soon exactly how much the 10% you took when you joined will be worth. Currently the lowest offer we've received is 5 million for 5% of the company. That means....."

Your eyes lit up. "That makes my 10% 10 million!" You're in dreamland! This is why you joined a start-up. You were going to be rich! You fill with joy only to see Rachel with the evilest smile ever. You look at her and slowly ask, "Wh-why are you smiling like that?"

"Because if you do get fired for cause, you forfeit all your shares" And there it was. Nudity. 16 days. 10 million dollars. Your cock twitched.

"Now in order to protect everyone and be safe, I have place on your desk a form with the rules for this, ahem, forfeit. Please look it over and sign it." Saying that she walked over and stood right next to you, almost hovering above you. She placed a pen down next to the paper she had already placed on your desk before you walked in.

She leaned down and whispered, "Remember, I expect you to act exactly as you would if you were clothed. So I place a document and pen on your desk. How do you examine it?"

You knew what was coming. She expected you to uncover and act like you weren't naked. You had to do it. You let go of your balls and shaft and placed both hands on the table. Your dick twitched in the open air and you saw that Rachel made no bones about staring at your erect member. That only made it harder.

But as you read over the document, it seemed reasonable. It stipulated no one was allowed to touch you inappropriately, unless you have consent. It also stipulated you must adhere to the earlier document you signed with Marina. Seeing nothing new, you signed the document, wondering if she only did that to see you personally.

"Thank you, John. The schedule for the month is also what I usually give you on the 1st during our meeting, but Marina insisted you get it from her." she said, leaning over you to grab the paper.

As she walked out, she turned just as she got to the door. She turned and said, "I must say, John, you are more...... impressive that I thought you would be" With that final sentence, she exited his office, closing the door on the way out.