Mail Room Girl - Intern at the water cooler

You really begin to appreciate the routine of your new job. The morning spent working in your little office seemed tedious at first, but it gives you time to mentally prepare for what you KNOW is going to be another exiting day. And it never lasts too long but is interrupted by the arrival of the handsome mail-man with whom in the few days you have established a pleasant relationship without any demands or requirements.

When he’s left you pack your trolley and move to the elevator, drive up to the first floor to deliver and pick up the mail.

As expected, your reputation has made rounds in the days behind you and your workmates again have gained courage. Almost none are now satisfied with looking at your hot body, almost all of them get handsy, and more than one dares to kiss and grope you. Before long you have the cum of three men and the pussy juices of one woman on your lips and in your belly, as you smilingly continue your round to enter one of the open plan offices, where you see your treat of yesterday, the 18 year old intern, standing at the water-cooler with a bunch of men, most of which you don't recognise. Not your old department. Nor the intern's, apparently he’s been having this talk all around the company. You step closer.

“...absolute slut! Totally shameless and ready for everything, believe me. I've had my share of the ladies, but that one is the real deal!”

You snicker. Had "your share of the ladies", you little virgin. Men are all the same, bragging, arrogant pigs. But he Is right about the next point.

"I fucked her for at least half an hour and made her cum like a waterfall. Oh, there she is. Hi there, Lexi. Glad you aren’t to sore to walk.”

You would have expected him to blush when faced with the object of his bragging. But gone are the “Ma’am” or “Ms.”, the blushing and the stammering. Showing off to the boys with mostly true facts boosted his confidence. Well... You intended to boost his ego and without a doubt you managed that. No need to put him down.

“I can still feel you down there. Thanks for yesterday.”

You kiss his mouth, which DOES make him blush hot red and stammer. You enjoy this little win. His confidence about his sexual prowess was justified, but he still has way to go to get rid of the shy nerd inside fully. The other guys are well aware and chuckle.

One of them men around you – 30 something, well groomed beard, short sleeved shirt – grabs your arm.

“How about you prove to us you're really as good a slut as our young friend believes? No offence, boy, but I DO doubt your experience a little.”

You smile.

“How about we find us a private room and...”

“How about you go down on your knees right here and don’t waste our time, mail-girl?”

The intern’s new friends, at least ten guys of all ages, stare at you leeringly. “Right here” means the water cooler of the open plan office, in clear view of everyone else who works here, a whole department of probably 50 people or more. You can't deny the authoritative tone of the guy holding your arm made you quite tingly. And for course you are working on getting a reputation. Are you ready for it to get a massive boost right here and now?

[Lock In Event – this choice determines the ending of the Mail Girl ark. Should you pursue this careerer path, the Mail Girl Ark will be your only job and plot line plot on Friday and determine your fate should you not urn back into a man on Sunday.

If you’re still following one of the the modelling and/or strip club threads, you will get a final chance in each to those to overrule your daytime decision to lock in an event from your night time side hustles as your final destination.

(There will be skippable events on the weekend before you face the old woman again, giving you a chance to change your score some more, but they will not affect the potential endings determined by your choices today.)

Note: It is not required to chose any career or side hustle path to come to an ending., Should you refuse all he choices offered to you today, you’ll be transferred to your old cubicle job on Friday and face your fate from that point, keeping the experiences and points you’ve made.]