Getting to know everyone in the office.

"Hi."

I looked up and saw a dark haired guy with a dark expression at the opening of my cubicle.

"I'm Jack. I'll show you the basics."

Jack spent about ten minutes explaining how to do everything. It was pretty simple, I had a board full of numbers representing a bunch of the offices and cubicles on this floor. If one lit up, I had to go there and help whoever called me. He explained it twice as if this was a hard concept.

"Okay, I think I've got it," I told him. "Will I get a computer?"

Jack laughed and looked at me like I was an idiot. "Why would you have a computer? The women handle all the complicated stuff." Jack leaned in really close to my face. "Listen. Everyone knows what you did. Just because you're a little slut who licked a vag on his first fucking day doesn't mean you'll get any special treatment. You're still the new guy, so don't forget it!"

He turned and walked out. I looked outside my cubicle and saw that all the other guys were looking at me sourly. Apparently, I wasn't off to a good start with my coworkers. Oh well, they were just jealous. Besides, if it got too bad, I could still add in a rule to make everyone like me.

A panel on my light board lit up. The board was arranged like a map of the office, so it was pretty easy to see where I was being called from. I went to the programmer area and found the right cubicle. The name tag on the outside said Sally Richards. Inside was a stunning woman. She was tall and stacked, of course. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a t-shirt printed with what looked like some kind of video game logo on it.

"Hi, um, Ms. Richards? I think you called me?"

She swiveled around in her chair and smiled. "The new guy! Oooh, you are cute! And from what I've heard, very eager to please! Here, come sit on my lap."

Was this standard in this world? I wasn't sure, so I did as she asked.

Sally seemed very cheerful. "It must be tough fitting into a new place, especially on your first day. Just lay your head down and relax for a moment." She gently pushed my head down against her chest. I could feel her big breasts shifting against my cheek through her shirt.

"Well, some of the people here are really nice," I said.

"Oh yeah! We just really want you to relax and be happy. Here, suck on my finger." She put her finger in front of my face.

This felt extra weird, but I wasn't sure what to do, so I said, "Okay," and leaned forward to suck her finger into my mouth.

"Oh my god, you really are a little slut!" said Sally as she started to push her finger in and out of my mouth. "You're totally shameless to be doing something like this in the office!"

Shit, I'd misjudged. Sitting in a woman's lap at work wasn't normal behavior now. She was just seeing how far I'd go, and I'd already developed a bad reputation. Still, it felt really good. Honestly, I was horny as hell.

Sally continued finger fucking my mouth as her other hand groped my ass roughly. She looked around to see if anyone was close by, then leaned in close and licked my earlobe before whispering into my ear. "I'm a little busy right now, but I'll give you exactly what you need later. Right now, just go to the kitchen and get me a coke and some chips."

She pushed me out of her lap, then slapped my ass so hard it actually pushed me forward. I said, "Yes, Ms. Richards," and practically ran to the kitchen. When I brought her snack back to her, she winked at me and gave me another slap on the ass.

My board was lit up before I even got back to my cubicle. The next programmer who needed me was Abby Russel. She had mousy brown hair and thick glasses. She was pretty short for a woman, meaning she was only about 6'2", still well more than half a foot taller than me.

She stood up to greet me. "Oh hi, you're the new guy! You can call me Abby, I don't like being so stuffy."

"Nice to meet you, Abby! How can I help?"

"Well, Gretchen isn't answering her messages. Could you go tell her to check the mezzanine database to see if there's an inter-spacial glitch in the worzial matrix?"

"Um, yeah," I said. "Check the... mezzanine database for an... inter-special glitch in the... worker matrix?"

Abby smiled comfortingly. "Just tell her to check her messages, okay?"

I nodded, "I can do that!"

"Oh, and be careful, okay?" She looked at me consolingly. "Don't let the women here get away with anything."

She really seemed nicer than the other women I'd met on the job. I tried really hard not to look down from her face to her terrific H-cup breasts as I said, "Thanks, Abby. I'll remember that."

I found Gretchen's cubicle and checked the name tag on the wall as I headed in. Abby had been friendly about names, but I didn't want to assume that everyone was. "Hi, Ms. Wagner. Abby asked me to remind you to check your messages."

She stood up. She was the biggest woman I'd ever seen. She was 7' tall, and her tight t-shirt was showing off some seriously ripped arms. They weren't huge body builder arms, but considering that Nikki had been able to lift me up easily with a very normal physique, any visible muscle definition must mean that she was really strong. She had her dark black hair in a ponytail, which seemed to be the standard programmer hairstyle around here. What didn't seem standard was the evil stare she gave me.

"Are you the new guy?" she asked in a low, husky voice.

"Yes. I'm William."

She shoved me backwards. I hit the wall of the cubicle hard enough to shake it, and then her hand pressed against my chest to hold me there.

"I heard you got really flirty with Sally."

"Um, no, not really. It was actually her who-"

"Shut up!" she said, and I closed my mouth quickly. She leaned in so close I could feel her breath on my forehead. "You stay the fuck away from my girlfriend. Do you understand, you little slut?"

"Yes! Absolutely, I definitely understand!"

"Good. Now get the fuck out of here."

I practically ran to my cubicle.