Cures her disappointment after a long ride

Jenny suddenly turned around, her hair swishing through the air, and walked back behind her desk. What is she doing? Clara thought. This was certainly very erratic behavior, and her hope dimmed a little as Jenny sat down again. Deciding to push for one last chance, Clara turned and began to walk towards Jenny.

There was a short pause. Then Jenny spoke:

"Well, it's nothing much, Clara. I just want you to take a look at something for me. Could you come around here?"

"Um, sure...?" Slightly confused but still a bit hopeful, she made her way around to where Jenny was sitting. She rounded the corner of her desk. "What is it?"

Jenny suddenly flashed a very malicious grin. As Clara turned to look at her, Jenny put on leg on the seat of her chair. "Down here, silly."

Clara's insides burst open with excitement and she tried hard not to smile as she realized what was going on now. Her feet touched something underneath Jenny's desk- she realized that it was her jeans, a crumple on the floor. Jenny's bottom half was only sporting pink and cotton panties, her hands lingering on the edges, about to slide them off. Remembering to stay in character, Clara acted surprised and put a hand to her mouth, gasping. She didn't know exactly what to say, but she hoped her face showed at least some level of fear.

Jenny's smile only got wider as her hands teasingly began to slide her panties down her legs. "That's right, Clara, take a closer look, wouldn't you? After all, it won't do any harm...right?"

Before Clara could say anything, the young Asian HR director yanked her panties aside, exposing her already glistening wet pussy. Clara was burning with excitement, but she remembered what her supposed condition was. She widened her eyes and tried to act like she was fascinated, walking closer.

"That's right..." Jenny purred. "This is what you're meant for, isn't it?"

Clara moaned slightly as she reached her destination and began to use her tongue to lick at Jenny's clit furiously. Jenny began to moan and used her hand to push Clara's face deeper into her moist sex. She still continued to tongue furiously between her thighs. "Oh, that's it...that's good, Clara... "

A few minutes later, Jenny's came to an orgasm, her back arching as she pushed Clara's head into her pussy. Her face plastered with Jenny's juices, Clara stood up as Jenny, still panting, began to slide her panties and jeans back up.

Clara wanted to remain in character, so she pretended to come out of a daze. "Oh...uh...I..."

Jenny smiled at her. "Don't worry about it. Remember, you have an additional assignment to report to me every morning, you can't ignore it no matter what, hear me?"

"Yeah..." Clara muttered, still feeling exhilarated from the experience. "May I leave now?"

"Yes you may. Have a nice day, Clara," said Jenny, smiling sweetly at her.

Clara nodded and turned around, reveling in the humiliation. What a great start to her day!

She closed the door behind her and began to walk towards her office, opening this door and closing it behind her. "Hey guys," she said, careful not to sound too excited but also making sure not to look at anyone. The noisy office suddenly became silent, and Clara could feel all the 20 or something stares on her.

As she reached her desk, she saw one of her colleagues walk up to her. It was Adam, a 25-year old, confident, muscular man. "Hey Clara, how's it going?" It seemed as though he was even more confident, and Clara knew exactly why.

"I'm doing well, how about you?" Clara smiled politely at him.

"Never better," said Adam, a slight grin appearing on his face. A slight snicker sounded somewhere, but Clara didn't turn to look. "Is it accurate that you have AGS as well as an oral sex addiction?"

Clara turned to look at him. "Yeah, it is, why?"

"Nothing really. I just want to let you know that none of us in this office would ever exploit any of your conditions for our own amusement, so you don't ever have to worry about anything that we might do." A few more snickers. Clara nodded as if this were logical and said: "Yes, I understand, thanks a bunch."

Adam smiled wider. "I do need your help with something though. Could you come over to my desk for a second?"

Clara nodded again, sensing something about to happen. "Sure, what's up?"

Adam led her over to his desk. Clara's other coworkers were, quite obviously, attempting to stifle their laughter. Some began to take out their phones, so Clara knew what was likely about to await her.

"It's under my desk, Clara, could you take a look?" Adam said, his smile widening.

Clara remembered to stay in character. "Um, Adam, I'm not sure I'm supposed to do something like that..."

"Come on, please help me?" said Adam.

"It's not really my job..." Clara said, still holding on.

"Actually, it is. In addition to your normal work, today, they notified us that you had another job, which is to inspect underneath anyone's desk whenever they request it of you." Ha, never exploit my condition for my own amusement? Nice cover! thought Clara. But she assumed the role of an AGS victim immediately.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that." She bend down and crawled on all fours underneath Adam's desk. As she made her way to the space underneath, she realized how much of a perfect view of her bent over posterior end she was giving Adam, confirmed by the sharp intake of breath she heard behind her. Pretending like she heard nothing, she kneeled underneath Adam's desk and pretended she was inspecting every part of the wooden area.

"Hey Adam, what is it you want me to look for?" she called from underneath.

"Oh, I just want you to take a look to see if there's anything wrong. Don't mind me, by the way, I'll be taking a seat right now, this is perfectly normal," came Adam's voice. Clara, facing the other direction, gave a short utter of assent. She felt Adam's leg a little too close to her rear end, definitely a bit further between her slightly spread legs than would be comfortable in a normal circumstance, but she was becoming very aroused.

Suddenly, behind her, she heard the sound of a belt unbuckling. Knowing that she couldn't act like this didn't happen, she began to turn around.

"What are you-"

Clara froze, as she should, as she saw what Adam had done.