Sharon recognized her plight and went in and changed. When she emerged she clutched the clothes she had been wearing in front of her. "Put those down" Ann decreed. As Sharon obeyed, I knew one reason for her reticence. As I had noticed when she first tried the suit on, the front was cut narrowly, and Sharon's pubic hair was so full, there was no way that the small strip of fabric could contain the lush bush.
"Sit" Ann directed, still showing absolutely no compassion for Sharon. "This is what you can expect. For the rest of the week you will do work around here. You will start work every morning at 8:30 and finish at 6:00.
All the other people here are your bosses and you are to do what any of us say. We won't touch you without your free invitation or consent, and you won't be hurt physically, but believe me you will be punished."
Sharon was stunned and plainly shocked.
"Now get up and go introduce yourself to the rest of the staff and explain to each of them why you're here and the rules that I have just explained."
Sharon couldn't or wouldn't move. I heard Ann speak with a firmness I never had heard from her before. "Do it, you piece of shit!"
Sharon got up and went to tell her story to those in the office. Later Ann gave Sharon some cloth and Sharon spent the day dusting the office more thoroughly than it had ever been.
Riding to the office Tuesday, it first registered with me that Sharon would be present during our special Tuesday regimen. I asked Ann who was in the car with me whether she thought it prudent for Sharon to witness our Tuesday/Thursday activities and dress mode. Ann said that she thought that was exactly what was called for.
At 8:30 as directed Sharon appeared. Without comment Ann handed her the yellow bikini and said to put it on. Ann changed into the bikini and I saw that she had been busy with scissors and razor the previous evening. Ann told Sharon that she would be cataloging our research report file and put her to work in a desk across from Ann's. Shortly before 9:30, when everyone else was due to arrive, Ann entered my office, removed her dress, and wearing nothing but heels, stockings and a garter belt returned to her desk. Sharon was too intimidated to say anything. Maria and Jodi were the next to arrive. Seeing Ann, they knew without having to ask that it was to be business as usual. Maria unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged off her bra and then, leaving her slacks on, went to pour a cup of coffee. Jodi on the other hand stepped out of the skirt she was wearing and pulled her sweater over her head. Soon Allie came in, doffed her pullover top and took the button down the front sweater she kept in the office, so that she could easily answer the door as the need arose.
Ann marched over to Sharon's table. Sharon watched as I did as Ann's impressive breasts went into motion as she walked. Sharon also took obvious note of Ann's cleanly shaven pussy. "Join the crowd, Sharon, you're top has to go" Ann specified.
Sharon still was not following directions speedily. Ann flushed: "Damnit, Sharon you better start doing what I tell you!" Ann shook as she yelled her displeasure and her breasts quivered and oscillated as Ann made her point.
Docilely, Sharon reached behind her back and separated the hooks that held her bikini top in place. Sharon was plenty busty, to be sure, but she was not in Ann's league in that department. Her breasts had a sag to them and they would shimmy and bounce with whatever movement Sharon would make. The rest of the morning was not out of the ordinary. Sharon worked on her indexing project and no one paid particularly close attention to her. Around noon time Ann told Sharon that a buffet had been set out in the conference room and that if she wanted lunch she should help herself. After lunch, Sharon was told, she should get some towels and damp washcloths and some spray bottles of alcohol and witch hazel from the closet in the bathroom as she would be in charge of "personal cleanup" which was not otherwise explained.
Around 1:00 everyone retired to the playroom. Ann and Maria drew the red marbles, meaning they were to be with me, and Allie and Jodi drew the blue marbles. Sharon appeared with a stack of towels, washcloths and sprays. Sharon appeared unsure of what was to happen until she noticed that I had taken my clothes off and that Maria had taken her slacks off too.
Maria and Ann were arm in arm as they came over to where I was seated on a cushion, their ample breasts touching. We kissed and our tongues entwined in a three way tangle. After a bit of this, with my right hand fondling Maria's right breast and my left hand lifting and kneading Ann's left breast, Maria and Ann shifted so that they both began to run their tongues up and down the sides of my penis. I was aware of the fact that Allie was kneeling between Jodi's outspread legs and I gaged from the movements of her head that she was making swooping upward movements with her tongue along Jodi's spread lips. Jodi had become increasingly receptive to the affections of the other women, especially Allie, in recent months.
I noticed that Sharon was seated off to the side. She was watching the activities before her with interest. Her nipples were hard and prominent. I had rearranged things so that I was entering Maria from behind, "doggy-style." My legs straddled Ann who was tonguing Maria's clitoris from underneath and was occasionally diverted to tongue my balls. Ann's huge breasts also were rolling against the inside of my thighs.
Jodi and Allie were now in classic 69, interrupting each other only to emit the occasional whimper and sigh.
Finally, as my thrusting led to the sense of inevitable release, I withdrew only to spray all over Ann's face, her breasts and Maria's haunches. Allie and Jodi lay in each other's arms, their faces glistening with the other's juices. We were all spent.
"Get to work Sharon, clean us up." Ann reminded Sharon of what she was there to do. Sharon approached Ann first, but Ann said to take care of me first. Sharon had a wet washcloth in her hand and was very ginger in washing me off. I told her that I won't break and told her to clean me off well. Sharon finished each of us in turn and by two o'clock we were all back to work.
I had misgivings about Sharon and Ann's judgment for that matter. After all we had taken an outsider into our confidence, shown her how we run our business and conduct ourselves without her having indicated any affinity for what we are all about. I did not share this concern with Ann however.
On Wednesday Sharon came to work and still had work to do on her indexing project. Ann, to my surprise and I am sure Sharon's was pleasant to her. Sharon was not asked to change from the clothes she wore to work and by the end of the day she was chatting with Jodi and Allie. Just before she left, Ann spoke to Sharon.
"Tomorrow is a day like Tuesday, Sharon. I have some things in mind for you so come to work tomorrow with your shortest skirt."
"O.K." Sharon answered.
Thursday morning saw Sharon come to the office with a canary yellow skirt that ended a few inches above her knee and white, sleeveless blouse. Ann took her aside and said that her skirt was not short enough. Ann had Sharon roll up her waistband so that Sharon's skirt now ended high on her thighs and when Sharon sat or bent over there was no way that she could conceal her panties. Ann, in keeping with the fashion of the day, had opened her blouse and as she walked around the office her breasts danced in and out of view. After Maria, Jodi and Allie were at work, Ann called Sharon over. Ann handed Sharon a large white dildo and told Sharon to take off her panties and put the dildo inside her. Sharon offered no resistance and followed Ann's direction. Ann told Sharon she was to keep the dildo inserted unless one of the others gave her permission to remove it.
For the rest of the morning, Sharon's situation was apparent to everyone else. When she stood, the end of the dildo projected below her hem, when she sat her skirt hiked up and her inability to close her legs made sure that everything was quite visible.
At one, as we retired to the playroom for the now traditional activities, Ann asked Sharon if she wanted to draw a marble along with everyone else. Sharon hesitated, but then said that she'd prefer to be on the sidelines.