(Wanted) Sexual Harassment

Slick panties in hand, John comes to the front desk. He tries to stuff them into his right pants pocket and they fit just barely.

The front desk has always been manned by an older shorter woman named Gladys who is probably at least 60. She knows you were coming in of course and smiles as you do. Her hands deftly typing on her keyboard.

Her voice takes on a calculated play-acting concern. “Hey John, Happy Wednesday! You're late. Sorry to hear about the ‘accident’, but good to see you’re okay. Some of your guy friends were asking, so I made something up.”

She winks at John and unbuttons her shirt. Gladys has never winked before and you’ve worked here for at a couple years. Her acting sexy is unheard of, but not any longer for John. She sticks out her tongue and does a stroking motion.

“Whether you like them older or not, just let me know. We can do it in a supply closet.” She winks again.

John is shocked but doesn’t outwardly say no. “I’ll discuss with another body on that topic.”

He continues into the office, Gladys marks his entry with a keyboard tap.

John is merely trying to get to his desk. But he passes more coworkers on the way. Plenty of men in cubicles of course, it’s not like there’s only women here. He waves to a couple of guys who asked him if he’s ok, he responds that he’s fine.

But then he sees four female bodies in the middle of the pathway. Three of them, Susan from accounting, Frida and Molly from HR, are in their 40s and a little shapely. Then there’s Amanda who also works in sales with John, she’s in her very early 20s, a recent college graduate.

They were having a convincing conversation about their upcoming weekend plans, but when they see John, the conversation becomes about him. They all adjust their shirts to give John a direct peek at their busts carried in tight bras. A look of absolute lust and desire fills all their faces instantly.

Frida and Molly speak together. “Just the man we wanted to see.”

“What a lovely piece of ass.” Mentions Susan.

Amanda waits quietly, the same lustful expression on her face.

“I really must get to my desk. Good seeing you all.” But John has to pass by them, he’s at their mercy.

Susan cups his ass as he walks by seamlessly. Frida grabs at his dick. Molly pulls her skirt up and flashes him with her exposed pussy, she’s not wearing anything underneath, and something tells John that’s the case for all of them.

Lastly, Amanda steps in front of John, causing him to trip a little. His hands land directly on her breasts.

Amanda leans in while he’s in shock and whispers. “I’m so clumsy John. But you’re ok to touch me. All of me.”

It’s incredibly seductive, and a tent appears in John’s pants from her breath in his face.

John just blusters and repeats his need to get to his desk and brings his hands back to his side.

“Of course, but I’ll walk with you John. See you ladies later.” Amanda waves to them and the other three bodies scatter on command. She walks with you. “Weird you keep meeting me. So yay or nay on Gladys?” Amanda makes a thumbs up and thumbs down sign.

John holds strong. “She’s part of you. So I should feel attracted to her. I shouldn’t deny any part of you.”

“Baby, you’re allowed to say no. Genuinely, to any of this at any time. Your consent matters to me. If the workplace sexual harassment I’m levying on you is too much, I’ll stop. If Gladys propositioning you is too much, I’ll stop.”

John has to silence her concern. “I’m genuinely enjoying it all. Please keep it up. It’s a lot of fun not knowing what comes next.” John smiles warmly at Amanda, she blushes.

Amanda then salutes him mockingly. “Roger that. More fun stuff today for sure. Oh, and so the excuse was that you were involved in a minor hit and run. Some stupid woman in a bikini cut you off and did some minor damage to your car so you were busy with insurance and stuff.”

“You’re half this world’s brain power and that’s what you came up with?” John asks the hive mind quizzically.

“Simple and weird is better than complex. Everyone bought it. Oh, and you know how HR orders in lunch every Monday for them? I added your name to the list. What would you like? From being your mother I know what you would request when you were younger, but you’ve never shown a preference at sandwich shops I know of.”

The endless thoughts that can come from the sum total of all woman never cease to amaze John.

“I’ll just take a ham and cheese please.” John curtly replies. At his desk finally, Amanda comes in for a quick kiss from behind him. Only another of his coworkers directly opposite his cubicle, Ashley, notices. And she of course blows a kiss and gropes her chest when she locks eyes with John.

In a comically sinister way Amanda adds “Don’t worry about your screensaver.”

“What do you mean?” John is confused by what she could possibly mean.

“I remoted in as IT and did some redecorating on your computer. Enjoy, anyway bye for now!”

She scampers off to her cubicle just a couple rows down. Just as she said, when John’s screen finishes loading a nude photo of Laura’s tits appears.

He quickly opens a window to keep anyone from seeing. “Damn it Laura, what if a male coworker saw that…”

Word evidently travels fast that John is in the office because a few minutes later, John’s direct boss, Felicia, shows up. John then realizes he didn’t even need to worry, nearly his entire command chain of bosses are women.

Felicia is a 46 year old divorced mother of two girls. She usually dresses extremely conservatively, no exposed skin and often rants about how young women today are too open and garish.

But to your shock, she comes up behind you wearing thigh highs, a crop top, and a bra that is way too small for her size. Her boobs are massive and jiggle as she steps. She’s a walking HR violation now in a normal world, but this is no longer a normal world.

“Ohhhh John. My favorite worker. I can’t believe some hussy almost T-Boned you. Women really shouldn’t be able to drive unattended. What a whore, right? I hope they find the bitch and force her to prostitute herself for you.” Felicia’s hands are taking large handfuls of her breasts while the coast is clear from any prying eyes.

John is shocked into silence. Felicia takes advantage and moves provocatively. She stuffs John’s face right into her chest which is swinging wildly from her over exaggerated movements. Her hands hold him there. John breathes in deeply while in the embrace. The floral scent on Felicia’s body is quite nice.

“But I’m so happy you’re here. Work Mommy would have been very sad not to see you today.” She nearly sheds a tear.

These words leaving Felicia’s mouth finally get John to spit out a nonexistent drink.

John is sitting down so he’s a little more nervous to speak compared to Felicia. “Holy shit Laura, what you’re saying is crazy. Did Felicia have to be such a stick in the mud before? I’m rock hard.” The conversation continues.

With a drastically more normal tone of voice, she leans on the edge of the cubicle. “I can play wildly out there characters if I want, gotta have the crazy women with crazy men. Women aren’t a monolith, unless I or you want them to be. I just get inspired to be whoever I want to be from woman to woman.”

“Well, can she be more like this all the time now?” It’s his first request to change a person he thought he already knew.

“Absolutely! And you should know, her daughters are me too of course, how about you come home with Felicia today?” The offer is pleasant and John doesn’t need to think about it.

While he starts to reply, Felicia’s hands roam down to start massaging the bulge in John’s pants. She keeps rubbing and stroking it while she and John continue talking.

“Sure Laura—OHH,” John moans a little, his penis has been assaulted a lot today and his head is spinning, “Is it ok to use Laura for your bodies in general? It’s hard to square the—OH FUCK—many bodies one person dilemma here.” John is having a hard time keeping his composure while his boss literally strokes him to orgasm right at his desk.

“If you’d like to, sure. I love you more than anything John. Address me however you wish. I’ll also accept Girlfriend, Bitch, Whore, Titslave. Degrading doesn’t hurt my feelings, it’s actually kind of hot too.” With that, Felicia drops to a squat and unzips John’s pants.

“Let work mommy swallow your cum real quick. Your cock has got to be ready to explode. I have every trace of experience on treating a penis on the globe.” Felicia takes John’s dick into her mouth and sucks him off to the orgasm that was approaching regardless of how she handled it.

Knowing it would be loud, Felicia takes a hand and covers John’s mouth. He yells from the climax, but it’s adequately muffled by her hand as she swallows every drop of cum shot into her throat.

With a gulp and a lick, Felicia talks. “Thanks baby, work mommy needed that shot of cum down her throat. It’s like an expresso.”

John is heaving. “Was there… anything you… wanted to… discuss specifically?”

A finger taps on her chin as if she’s thinking before she speaks.

“Since I’m your boss, you’re getting a new assignment. Fucking at least one coworker a day. I expect a report submitted to me every day on it. Complete this or you’re fired. And also, you’d be getting a pretty substantial raise.” Her massive breasts continue to sway chaotically.

She lets John process it for a second before busting out laughing. “Ha! I do want you to complete this assignment, but who am I kidding, I’m the Chief Financial Officer too, I already raised your salary by like 200%.”

“200%?! Won’t that get flagged?” John expresses some worry.

“John, I’m all women. There’s plenty of me in IT, security, accounting, HR, and everything else. If I want to bury a report, it gets buried. I can do quite literally anything you want if you’ve got a request. Hell, if you want to be vindictive, imagine what I can do to someone who has wronged you.” Felicia is extremely reassuring, but the second comment kind of unsettles John.

“Oh. Well, thanks. I’ll keep it all in mind. Should I actually do any of my work or should I just be fucking around with you?” John is hesitant to process. He did have some high school bullies… but he’s not that kind of person, he has everything he’s ever needed, he has no desire to torture some long in the past bullies.

John is also hesitant to just throw away his job for pleasure, even if he loses literally nothing.

Felicia smirks deviously to say the next bit. “You’re the one who wanted to keep up appearances. Up to you. But remember, fuck another coworker today or you’re fired. Well then, I’m off. Bye John, see you later!”

Felicia walks away swinging her backside ridiculously for John to see. Absolutely no trace remains of the fact that she gave him a blowjob just a few minutes ago.

John gets to work and starts answering emails to potential clients. He’s for some reason getting a larger influx of emails today. And not all of them especially ‘work’ related.

Some of the emails read:

“Hey John, this Lisa in Sales. When can you be over to fuck my ass?”

“Need cock from you John, eta?” sent by Tania in accounting.

“This whore needs a dicking” from Francesca in Marketing.

“John, your computer has a sexy virus only my slutty IT skills can fix” from Andrea in IT.

And the most outrageous of all:

“Hey John, we just talked a little bit ago. Can you please get off your sexy ass and fuck my virgin pussy till I’m screaming your name? Yours,

Amanda.”

The influx of client emails has a clear source too. Female owners of businesses reaching out because they ‘heard about John doing right by others but mostly about how he has a massive penis,’ and would like to become clients just to get a taste.

John properly sends them the documentation to become actual clients, not engaging in the mockery of his industry. But he knows Laura is just having fun. He is too. When he’s done with his emails, John heads to Amanda’s desk.