The Magazine girls are here

You watch, stunned, as two women walk into the office. On the right, an olive-skinned beauty with jet black, curly hair and wearing a bright orange sweater that stands out. Her skin is dusky, glowing even from a distance, and she's dressed simply in jeans that fit her well, highlighting a slim figure. You can't make out much of her expression from here, but there's a calmness to her, a quiet confidence that makes her interesting

The woman on the left was slightly shorter and paler, but no less attractive. The look in her emerald-colored eyes suggested confidence, power and amusement, like she knew something that you didn't. She brushed her chocolate-colored locks out of her face and over her right ear, revealing even more of her striking facial features.

They both walked into your office, unbothered that they were walking straight towards a nude man with a rather large erection. Olivia was the first to speak. "These two lovely ladies are our friends from Businesswoman Weekly, John. They've come to interview you."

Your throat tightens at the mention of that, and you take a few seconds before saying anything. Your gaze travels between the two women, before settling back on the journalist, the one Olivia called. "Ms. ... umm?"

The beautiful Indian woman steps forward, flashing her pearly white smile. "Neha." She extends her hand, biting her lip at how exposed and hard you are. You hesitantly shake her hand and she smiles and says, "Very firm. And please, call me Neha!"

Next was the smaller one. She held out her hand to shake yours, and you could immediately tell it was softer than Neha's. "Hello, John. I'm Lucy"

She lets your hand go, and Neha pulls out a planner and starts flipping through pages. "Our plan was to do this at the end of the week. But our schedule changed" Neha sighs dramatically, glancing up from her schedule to look you in the eye. She runs her gaze slowly across your naked and extremely aroused body, causing you to become even more excited than before. She adds, "and of course you had to be completely unready when we arrived. We wanted to hide no secrets!" She shifts her weight slightly, glancing at you expectantly.

"I have asked to observe a general day at work, and I will be taking some notes and pictures for the article. Act like I don't exist and just go about your day as normal. Sound good?" You nod, and with that Neha and Lucy take their leave, moving out into the bullpen, along with Sandy. They pull out their cameras and get set up to document the day! The same day that the girls had set up working sessions with you in your office!

You stand at your desk, and begin to wonder how you're going to get through the day without embarrassing yourself too much. You take a deep breath and prepare for the onslaught of meetings with these sexy, smart, businesswomen. You look at your calendar, and realize that you are going to need to work on a whole load of stuff outside of the meetings

As you are get working on it, trying to ignore all the pictures of the office and you the girls from BWW are taking, you hear a knock on your office door. It's time for you first meeting, and it's with Rachel. Neha follows her in and you wonder what this is about

Rachel enters and sits down across from you and Neha takes her place to capture both you in profile. You can't help but notice what she is wearing - a tight, black pencil skirt that reaches just below her knees, with a white buttoned up top that is just open enough to show off the tops of her breasts. You try not to stare, but she notices your gaze and smirks, sitting down and crossing her legs. With Rachel seated and you standing, your exposed cock is at her eye level. She sits there cross-legged, the powerful CEO, and you, exposed and embarrassed, as Neha captures the moment, for all her readers to see. Rachel gives your exposed cock a long, lustful gaze, before turning her attention to your face. "I have a quick request."

"Sure, what's up?" you ask, trying to ignore the attention your cock is getting.

"At the end of the day, I was hoping we could a proper photoshoot with BWW. Neha here wants to get some cool posed pictures as well."

You gulp nervously, and glance at Neha, who is busy smiling down at your cock. You return your gaze to Rachel. "Sounds great!"

"Excellent." She flashes a smile. You don't know what's going to happen, but at least you still have some time to prepare. "They also have a request - they would like to see a wager of yours for themselves," she added, smirking, "you know, just to get a better understanding of the whole system."

You once again gulp in terror and arousal. "And of course," Rachel finally added, standing up, "they will also be there to document the EOD tradition we are starting." The EOD tradition was where, provided you hadn't already, you would get a release, and if you had, well, you weren't quite sure what would happen then, but it would be embarrassing. Your cock throbbed, and as it did, you felt Rachel's hand grabbing your cock, a permission she had given herself yesterday.

You hear a click from Neha's camera, capturing this **** moment, as Rachel whispers, "Are you ready for them to capture this beautiful cock spurting everywhere?"

You nod silently, overcome with the sensations that are running throughout your body. Then, letting go, and once again smiling her devilish smile, Rachel adds, "Then enjoy the meetings today. Let the fun begin!" She stands and leaves, heading back over to her desk.