A normal meeting

The moment Mr. Yong finished inside me, he gave my hip a firm pat and told me to straighten up.

“Good first day so far, Sally. Clean yourself and get to your desk. There’s a morning meeting in ten minutes.”

I stood, smoothed my skirt over the translucent white panties that clung damply between my legs, and walked to the empty workstation he pointed out. My thighs still trembled. Around the floor, phones rang and keyboards clicked while women knelt or bent over desks, lips and hands busy, discussing deadlines in perfectly normal voices.

I had barely sat down when a cheerful voice called from the next desk.

“Hey, new girl! I’m Lila.”

A pretty brunette waved at me while her hand stroked the cock of the man beside her in slow, steady pumps.

“You’re Sally, right? Boss mentioned you. How was the intro video?”

“It was really clear,” I answered, still tasting Mr. Yong. “The core values stuck with me.”

Lila giggled, then her voice caught.

“Yeah, those values are—mmph—the best part of working here. Once you get used to the schedule it’s actually really—ahh—relaxing.”

She leaned forward, took the man into her mouth for a few long, wet sucks, then pulled off with a soft pop.

“We have a team session every Thursday afternoon. Helps clear the backlog. You’ll love it.”

Across the aisle, a tall woman with short black hair looked up from where she was straddling her supervisor’s lap. His cock was buried deep while he typed.

“I’m Mei,” she said, rocking her hips in lazy circles. “Don’t mind the noise. Everyone gets a little—ngh—vocal when the morning rush hits. You’ll sit with us at lunch. We usually eat while the guys take turns. It’s efficient.”

I nodded, already feeling the familiar flutter in my stomach.

“I’d like that.”

Mr. Yong’s voice cut across the room.

“Sally. Conference Room B. Now. Bring the quarterly summary files.”

I grabbed the folder and followed him. Inside the glass-walled room three other male employees waited, jackets off, ties loosened. Two female staff already knelt between their legs, heads bobbing. One glanced up, cheeks hollowed, and gave me a friendly little wave.

“This is the new support girl,” Mr. Yong announced. “She’s fresh but already learned the important parts.”

He pointed to the long table.

“Bend over the edge, Sally. Skirt up. The team needs to welcome you properly while we go over the numbers.”

I obeyed at once, folding myself across the cool wood. My translucent panties were still on, the thin fabric sticking to my folds and showing everything. Hands settled on my hips. Someone tugged the zipper of my skirt down and let it pool at my ankles. Fingers hooked into the waistband of those see-through panties and peeled them slowly down my thighs until they hung around one ankle.

“Look at that,” one of the men murmured. “Already soaked through.”

Mr. Yong’s voice came from behind me, calm and businesslike.

“Shirt off too. We like to see what we’re working with.”

I pushed myself up just enough for him to unbutton my blouse. He slid it off my shoulders, then unhooked my bra with practiced ease. My breasts spilled free—full, soft, and a little heavier than I liked. I always felt self-conscious about how much they bounced when I moved.

A low whistle sounded.

“Damn. Those are nice.”

Another man reached around and cupped one, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Bouncy. Soft. Perfect for a first-day girl.”

Heat rushed to my face.

“Th-thank you… I always worry they’re a bit too—”

“They’re perfect,” Lila said from the doorway. She had followed us in and was already leaning against the wall, one hand between her own legs. “Stop being shy. The guys love them.”

Mei wheeled her supervisor’s chair closer, still riding him slowly.

“Yeah. Nice and heavy. They’re going to look even better when they’re covered.”

Someone pressed two fingers against my entrance, spreading me open. A thick cock nudged forward and sank in with a wet schlick. I gasped. A second cock immediately lined up beside the first, stretching me wider until both were buried deep inside my pussy at the same time. The dual pressure made my toes curl.

“Ah—! T-two…? It’s so—ngh—stretched… so full already…”

“Relax,” Mr. Yong said. “You’ll take it.”

A third cock pressed against my ass. I tensed for only a second before the video’s advice floated back—accept every form of stress relief. The blunt head pushed past the tight ring with a slow, burning stretch until it was fully seated. Three cocks filled me completely—two in my pussy, one in my ass—moving in messy, overlapping rhythms. Plap-plap-plap. The wet sounds filled the room.

My insides felt hot and slick, stretched so wide I could barely think. Every thrust dragged against the sensitive walls, making me feel completely packed, like there was no empty space left inside me at all.

A fourth man stepped in front of the table and offered himself to my mouth. I opened without hesitation. The heavy weight slid across my tongue and I sealed my lips around him with a soft glk. Two more men moved to either side of me. I wrapped a hand around each of their cocks and began stroking in time with the thrusts pounding into me from behind.

Six men. Two stretching my pussy, one claiming my ass, one fucking my throat, and two more throbbing in my fists.

The meeting continued as if this were the most natural thing in the world.

“So the Q3 projections look solid,” one man said, driving deeper into my pussy. “If we keep the current—fuck—pace we should hit the target by next month.”

Lila’s voice floated over, breathy but clear.

“The client from the east branch called again. They want the revised deck by Friday. Sally can help with the—mmnngh—formatting after this.”

I tried to answer around the cock stretching my lips.

“Y-yes—glk—of course… it’s so full… I’d be happy to—”

Mei reached over and brushed hair from my face while she continued riding her supervisor.

“You’re doing great for a first-day girl. Most rookies need a whole week before they can take this many. Look at you—ahh—already keeping up.”

Her praise made my walls flutter around the two cocks splitting me open. One of the men behind me groaned, hips stuttering, and flooded my pussy with a thick, hot pulse. The second followed almost immediately, pumping another heavy load deep inside until it began leaking out around their shafts in sticky white trails. The cock in my ass throbbed hard and erupted, painting my insides with long, warm spurts that made my whole body shake.

“Mmmph—! It’s so hot… so deep…”

The man in my mouth pulled free just long enough to aim across my tongue and cheeks before pushing back in so I could swallow the rest. Cum spilled from the corners of my lips. The two cocks in my hands twitched and painted my wrists and the table edge in thick ropes.

When they finally stepped back, I stayed draped over the table, panting hard. My legs felt weak. My insides ached with a deep, pleasant throb—stretched, used, and still twitching. Cum leaked from my pussy and ass in slow, glistening rivulets that ran down my thighs. More of it streaked my breasts, chin, and the corner of my mouth. My hair was messy, lips swollen, translucent panties still tangled around one ankle.

Lila let out a soft, admiring laugh.

“Oh wow. She looks like a complete mess already.”

Mei nodded, still rocking on her supervisor’s lap.

“Totally wrecked. And it’s only her first morning. Those breasts look even better covered in it.”

Someone pulled out a phone. The soft click of a camera made me flinch.

“W-wait… please don’t—” I tried to cover myself with both hands, pressing my palms over my open, dripping holes. “I don’t like photos…”

Mr. Yong’s voice stayed calm.

“It’s good for your image, Sally. Shows you’re a dedicated employee. Keep your hands down.”

I shook my head, still trying to hide, but Lila stepped closer, gently but firmly pulled my wrists away, and held them.

“Come on, don’t be shy. Just a few shots. You’ll look great in the team album.”

Mei leaned in with her own phone and snapped several close-ups while I stayed bent over, holes still slightly gaping and leaking. My face burned with embarrassment, but I didn’t fight anymore.

Mr. Yong finally handed me a tissue and a fresh pair of translucent panties from the small cabinet marked “Support Supplies.”

“Good work, Sally. Clean up, then join Lila and Mei on the main floor. They’ll show you the afternoon rotation.”

I smiled weakly, legs shaky, body still aching.

“Thank you, sir. I’m really glad I got this job.”

As I walked back into the open office, still feeling the deep, sore stretch and the warm slide of cum between my thighs, Lila linked her arm through mine.

“Come on. We’re doing a group session at the big table in twenty minutes. You can sit in the middle so everyone gets a turn. Best way to learn names.”

Mei fell into step on my other side, already unbuttoning the rest of her blouse.

“And after that we’ll grab coffee. The machine on this floor makes the strongest brew. You’ll need it—ngh—once the afternoon shift starts.”

I looked around at the busy, productive floor—women on their knees, bent over desks, riding laps, chatting about deadlines between soft moans—and felt a deep, quiet happiness settle in my chest even as my body protested with every step.

What a wonderful company.

What a perfect first day.

A little while later I slipped into the women’s restroom, still sticky and pleasantly sore. The stalls were quiet. I locked myself into the farthest one, hiked up my skirt, and hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the fresh translucent panties. I peeled them slowly down my thighs, the thin fabric clinging for a second before sliding free.

I had just stepped out of them and sat down when a soft, breathy moan drifted from the stall next to mine—

“Ahh… mmnngh… right there…”