You meet your new... assistant?

You left your experience with Linda with all of your senses heightened. The light and colors of the building’s surroundings seemed especially vivid as you looked out the windows on the way to your office. You could smell the cleaning solution that the overnight crew had used on the tile floors. She had made your cock and your mind sensitive to even the slightest stimulus and now everything seemed a little overwhelming. It took a few moments at your desk and some deep breaths for you to be able to calm yourself, focus, and dive into your paperwork. The distraction was a welcome one and it finally caused you to fully soften within your restrictive underwear.

About an hour and a half later, while you were answering an email, an alert appeared on your screen. It was titled “Workplace Efficiency Suggestion” and it looked to have originated from within the company’s application used by all employees for scheduling, time off requests, etc. Various questioning thoughts came to your mind immediately. Is this some kind of complaint? Did someone already put two and two together about me and Linda? Bet it was Hank… Does he know about Lindsay coming over? Do I really care? You clicked the notification to maximize it.

Upon opening the “Suggestion” you were greeted with this text:

“Good Morning Nick. It has come to the attention of our productivity systems that one of our office assistants is only needed every other day in their current capacity. If you feel that you would benefit from having an assistant on the days that they are not needed by their other superior, please click “Yes” below. If you feel you have no need for an assistant at this time, please click “No” and their efforts will be allocated to other areas.”

You frowned at how odd this seemed. _Is this really how they handle departmental operations here? The AI just decides when someone isn’t getting enough done and they add to their plate? Yikes… _Something about the whole “optimization of productivity” when done this way didn’t sit right with you. Plus, you couldn’t think of anything you’d really need an assistant for. For a second, you hovered your cursor over “No,” hesitating only when you saw that there was a small line of text at the bottom of the display box that functioned as an additional link:

“If you would like to see the office assistant’s workplace profile before making your decision, click here.”

You raised one eyebrow as curiosity got the better of you and you clicked the link. The profile opened immediately and now both your eyebrows shot up in response to the picture.

“Goddamn…” She was gorgeous. It took you less than 5 seconds to close out the profile and click “Yes,” but then a slight sinking feeling came over you as you read the follow up message:

“Thank you for your decision, Nick! Your new assistant will be arriving at your office in five minutes.”

You should have realized that this wouldn’t be like your usual workplace. It wasn’t going to take a few days for things to get shifted around here. The ache in your balls was all too present as your mistake dawned on you fully. Your sexy (and ravenously horny, if the pattern held) new assistant would be receiving instructions to come to your office right now, less than two afters after you had promised Linda not to cum until you saw her again. You turned to look out the window, rubbing your temple in an attempt to help you think this through. Shit! Um… Maybe she won’t want- No, she definitely will… I could just like eat her out or something? That’s probably-

“Hi, Nick. I’m Jordyn.” It had only been two minutes. Her timing as well as the sultry nature of her voice suggested that she was quite eager. As you turned your chair back toward the door you saw that it was already swinging shut behind the young blonde whose picture had just changed the course of your day.

“Guess I’m your new assistant…” She smirked and swayed her hips as she walked up to face you across the desk. Though her outfit accentuated her body perfectly with how tight and low-cut the top was and how the leather skirt hugged her hips and ass, you wouldn’t say it was very professional. A very small part of your mind wondered how it was that she got away with it, but the other, much larger, portion was too busy trying to think of reasons to stop what was about to happen. You could already feel your cock beginning to wake up a little even if it wasn’t hardening yet and Jordyn had the look in her eye that you expected.

“Oh.” You decided to try a little lie, “Hello Jordyn. Yeah I actually didn’t realize what that pop-up was asking. I just clicked the “Yes” button by mistake.”

She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes with a smirk. “No you didn’t.”

“No, really!” You tried to think fast, but your eyes were roaming her body and your pause made everything you said sound somewhat flat. “You wouldn’t have much to do here and... It would be boring and… You’d get a lot more done with somebody else.” Fuck, she’s sexy…

Jordyn leaned forward to put her hands on your desk, showing off some perky cleavage as she looked into your eyes and refuted each statement. “Nick... I’m going to have plenty to do here. It will most definitely not be boring. And I don’t give a fuck about how productive I am here.”

She stood back up straight and began to circle your desk to come around by where you sat. She came around the same side and with the same slow, confident pace that Linda had before and it made you remember anew how much trouble you’d be putting yourself in if you ended up cumming here. Your mind raced and yet your cock still throbbed.

“You see, Nick...” She didn’t lean against the desk like Linda had, instead standing there in her heels with perfect posture and that devious smile on her face. “I work as my Dad’s assistant here. He’s one of the big wigs and I don’t have to do jack shit if I don’t want to. It was me who put in that request because I heard there was a new guy in the office who would make my days here a little more… interesting.”

On the last word, Jordyn reached down with crossed arms and gripped the bottom of her shirt, beginning to bring it up over her head. She didn’t care in the slightest that your walls were still transparent and you quickly made the hand motion in the air to gray them out.

“Jordyn, listen. It’s not that I don’t want to…” You began another attempt to explain.

Jordyn wasn’t listening and soon her skirt had fallen to the floor as well. She was left there standing next to you in just a lacy black bra and matching panties. “So, Are you a bent over the desk kinda guy or a kneeling under the desk kinda guy, Nick?”

Apparently there was no third option.