Tier One, Day One

Monday night I stayed up late, reading the free use packets that had been sent out by HR. I wanted to see exactly what was in there, and I wanted to start the following day with a plan. I printed out a few pages to bring into work.

On Tuesday I made a point of being late to work. I wanted to sleep in, and I figured nobody would notice, because they'd be busy having sex. Also, while I was excited to start free use, I also felt a bit apprehensive, and so I thought it might be good to arrive at the office after the first wave had finished.

I pushed open the door to the common room and realized I had underestimated the effects of free use. The first thing I saw was Kate, walking out of the break room with a cup of coffee. She was not wearing pants or underwear, and I could see that she regularly trimmed her bush.

Looking around, I saw George was working at his desk, with a big smile on his face. He seemed like the type to get here early for first dibs. And, I saw a line of men waiting to go into Susan's office. The door was open and I could see she was on her knees between someone's legs.

I went to my desk and sat down. Kate sat at the desk next to me, so I turned to her and said, "How's it going?"

She gave me a bitter look. "Ok," she said. "I saw you were late. Are you about to ask me to...?"

"Well, maybe sometime Kate, but not today," I replied. She visibly relaxed. "I didn't want to be in on the big rush," I said, waving vaguely toward Susan's office. "Have you had a lot of requests?"

"Just George," she said.

"Oh? I thought he would have gone for Susan."

"Yeah, he did. He's been around already and gotten some from every woman under 35. Poor Susan though..." Kate looked over toward her office. "She's been like that since 9 a.m. I think she's, umm, handled every guy in the office."

"How's everybody else holding up?"

"Ok for the most part. Leslie really didn't want to do it, of course" -- Leslie held herself out as a militant feminist in the office -- "but George made her and she relented. And honestly?" She looked over at me. "George wasn't as bad as I thought. He was really kind of sweet once I got started. I think everybody except Joanne has had a bit today," she finished.

I felt my cock move in my pants a little. I had anticipated this and I had set my sights on Joanne. "I might visit her in a while," I said.

I watched Kate closely to see her reaction, and I wasn't disappointed. She gave a little start. "You... why..." She collected herself and said, "Earlier you said you weren't going to, I thought that meant..."

"Well, not with you today, Kate, but that didn't mean not with anybody. And I noticed you are having trouble saying what's going on. It's just oral sex, Kate -- a normal part of our lives now." She was blushing a bit, so I continued, "You know, blowjobs. Deep throating, cum eating, all that kind of thing. And there's nothing wrong with Joanne, why shouldn't I visit her for a blowjob?"

I knew why Kate thought it was strange. Susan was a hot 20-something with an outstanding body, and Kate was a beautiful 33-year-old -- a bit on the skinny side, with small breasts, but a killer face. Joanne, on the other hand, was 42 and had two kids. She had a pretty, round face and a decent body, but she wasn't a stunner like the younger women in the office.

Kate thought for a moment. "You're right, of course," she said. "Well, time to work." She turned in her seat and I remembered to look down in time to ogle her pussy again. Then I got up and went to the break room and got a glass of water, which I drank rapidly. I refilled the glass, then took it back to my desk, where I worked through the lunch hour, sipping steadily.

After lunch I saw Joanne return with a group of other employees. All her clothes were still on, and she looked untouched. When she went into her office and shut the door, I got up and walked over to it. I knocked gently and said, "Joanne? This is James, can I come in?"

"Come in James," came the reply.

Joanne was sitting behind her desk, looking at her computer screen. Her breasts were nicer than I had remembered, and although she was no longer young, she was pretty -- pretty enough for me anyway.

I sat in a comfortable chair across from her. "What can I do for you, James?" she asked.

"This is about, umm, free use," I started. "I am not sure about..." I trailed off.

"I figured," she said with a smile. "I noticed that you haven't availed yourself of our young ladies. You know, free use is really free, and you are in the driver's seat. You don't need to do anything at all if you don't want to."

"Well, Joanne, to be honest, I am interested, but I am feeling a bit apprehensive about what I'd like to do."

"I can assure you that if it is covered by Tier 1, then it is perfectly fine," she replied. "If you are feeling nervous, perhaps I could page Susan and she could satisfy you here in my office, away from prying eyes?" Joanne looked over at me.

"Oh, that won't be necessary, Joanne," I said, "Because it's your mouth I would like to use. But first could you remove your blouse and bra?"

Joanne had a shocked look on her face. "Me? But... you know, Susan has proven herself to be very good, and Kate..."

"No, Joanne, only you will do today. Now, please do what I requested."

"Of course, James, I will follow the law," she said. She unbuttoned her blouse. "I knew this moment would come, and I'd have to set an example, but I figured it wouldn't be until my husband got home tonight, what with the younger women here at work..." Joanne was clearly nervous, but still managed to get her shirt and bra off. Her breasts were bigger than they looked in her shirt.

"Please come over here now, Joanne, and put my cock in your mouth," I ordered.

Joanne stood and walked over to me. She stopped between my legs, then knelt and looked up at me. I had unzipped my trousers while she walked, and I fished out my cock.

Her face was just inches from my cock. In the cool, air-conditioned room, I could feel her breath on my balls. She was looking up at my face, my cock near her lips, as she said, "I should warn you, James, that it's been quite some time since I gave a blowjob," she said. "I really do suggest..."

"That's ok, Joanne. I'm sure it will be fine. Before the blowjob, though, I have to take a piss, and I would like you do drink it."

"What?! NO!" she shouted. She started to get up, but I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down.

"Now, Joanne, it clearly says here in the Tier 1 documents that any and all oral is allowed." I pulled the papers from my back pocket and showed her the parts I had highlighted. "It doesn't say anything about restricting this to blowjobs or to cum. And in fact here in Appendix A" -- I flipped to another page -- "it clearly states that the guiding principle of the tiers is that if an act is not obviously restricted to a given tier, then it should be allowed in the, I quote, 'earliest reasonably applicable tier based on the plain language of the statute'."

Joanne glared up at me. "But that... that's disgusting," she said.

"It's the law, Joanne. Now, I really have to go, so please put my cock in your mouth as I asked. I promise I'll go slow." I slid down a little in the chair, which moved my cock closer to her face.

Joanne sighed. "Ugh, ok," she said. "You are disgusting," she added, but then she slid the head of my cock into her mouth and tightly sealed her lips around it.

I put my hands on Joanne's head to steady her, and I looked down at her face. She had shut her eyes. "Please keep your eyes open and look up here, Joanne," I said. She glared up at me.

"That's better," I said. "Thank you." And with that I relaxed a little and let the first squirt of piss escape my cock and enter her mouth. Joanne's nostrils flared, and she made a face of true disgust, and I thought she was going to pull off. I held her head tight, but to my surprise she remained in place.

"You're a real trooper," I said, and let a little more of my acrid urine out. "Just swallow it as it comes out, we'll try fancier stuff another time," I said. Joanne gulped and nodded, still looking in my eyes. I stroked her hair and let even more piss out. "You are doing really good," I said. I started pissing in a slow, steady stream, reveling in the sound of Joanne gulping it down as it came. "Keep drinking it baby," I cooed, "That's it, drink my piss."

I urinated into Joanne's mouth for more than two minutes. "I drank a lot extra for this first time, but in the future there will usually be less," I said. Joanne was still dutifully looking up at me. I wasn't sure if the look on her face was relief or dread at hearing that.

When the last drops came out, she slurped on my cock and then pulled off. "Are we done now?" she asked.

"Well, no, Joanne," I replied. "I'd like you to suck my cock now and get me off in your mouth." Using my hand I guided her head back onto my cock. "And then we have to deal with the sexual harassment," I added.

She pulled off again. "What?!" she nearly shouted again. "What on earth..."

I grabbed her head and pushed my cock back into her mouth. "Please suck now Joanne. The guidelines clearly state that while you don't have to enjoy an act, and you can say anything you like about the act, it's sexual harassment to make disparaging comments on the other parties involved -- and you called me disgusting. That's against the law, Joanne, it was clearly retaliatory harassment."

She was sucking my cock now, and it was deep enough in her mouth that her response was just a mumble. I grabbed her hair gently and pulled her mouth off of me. "What was that?" I asked.

"I'm very sorry, James," came the response. "You are right. Can I try to make it up to you somehow? I promise I won't do it again." As the head of HR, I could see that Joanne knew there could be consequences for this kind of mistreatment.

"We'll see, Joanne," I said. "How about you just focus on giving me a really great blowjob right now? I don't want to do anything unethical, but I guess if this part is good, and if you promise not to do it again, I could let it slide."

Joanne nodded her assent and bent down to suck my cock some more. This time she attacked it with real enthusiasm, bobbing her head quickly and gently stroking my balls with her hand. She pushed my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, and I could tell she was trying to take it to the hilt. "That's it, Joanne," I encouraged. "Try to take it all the way."

She was sucking with abandon now, making gagging noises as she repeatedly pushed my cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes and her mascara ran slightly. She kept at it though, and as I finally felt the head of my cock pop into her throat, I started cumming. Joanne obviously still remembered something from the blowjobs she'd given in the past, no matter how long ago, because she quickly pulled back and let my pulsing cock empty is load into her mouth. "Show me," I said, and Joanne dutifully opened her mouth to show me a small puddle of cum on her tongue.

I pulled out my phone and took a picture. "Thanks," I said. "You can swallow now."

I got up and pulled my pants back on. As I opened the door, I said, "I'll have to again before we leave for the day. Could you pencil me in for 4:30? It should be a bit quicker next time."

I shut the door on my way out and went back to my desk. Kate, who was now fully nude, looked at me. "Well, how was that?" she asked.

I wasn't sure if she'd really want to know, so I just said, "It was a real relief."