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Servicing Foxx Inc: Part 5

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Servicing Foxx Inc: Part 5
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As a

brief recap, a couple of months ago I separated from the Navy after six years
in submarines. Growing bored of lounging around my parents' house, I began a
job search, and to my surprise I found myself in an interview a short time
later. An interview, believe it or not, that ended with my having sex with my
hiring manager. That was actually normal given that my new job was to sexually
service the women of Foxx Inc.

Excellent

work if you can get it.

After several weeks as Provider of Building Services at

Foxx Inc, I was feeling pretty comfortable and secure. I hadn't had any more
'complaints' and my female coworkers seemed genuinely pleased with my, um,
performance. At the time there was one potential problem I was keeping an eye
on, and I'll have to recount that in another entry of its own. This journal
entry is about a Friday to remember.

It was noon on a Thursday, and I had yet to be visited by

one of the Foxx women. That was odd, although not completely unheard of. I'd grabbed
lunch early and was looking over proposals for the new janitorial services
contract when my phone dinged. A text from Ms Olson, the lead HR
rep, simply told me to check email. Any contact, even a text, from that woman
had me well on my way to hard in moments. I woke my computer and read her
message.

"Mr. Jeffries, tomorrow the firm will be holding a

'Free Use Friday.' To be sure things go as well as desired, I have arranged
some training this afternoon. Please study this email and commit the customs
and rules of FuF to memory. Then, promptly at 13 0 5, come to my office for a
practical exam; I will be the one available for free use. See you soon."

Attached to the email was a document, and adjusting my now

fully hard cock, I opened it to learn what she had in mind.

"The concept of free use is as follows: one party, in

this case women of the firm wearing blue or black dresses, skirts or slacks on
Free Use Friday, gives prior consent for sex without further discussion. The
other party, in this case the PBS, can, at any time, engage in sexual acts with
the consenting party. None of the women present will acknowledge anything
sexual is happening. For example, you may find a woman wearing a black skirt
having a conversation with some coworkers in the breakroom, walk up, bend her
over a table and commence fucking her, and no one in the room is to notice you
are doing so.

As you will be engaging the women at the time of your

choosing, it is your responsibility to ensure the firm is not embarrassed or
placed in jeopardy. For example, there are circumstances, say when someone is
on a video call, that require discretion. Note, this does not mean you cannot
or should not engage in sexual acts with them during a call; however, you must
carefully consider what the other side will see or hear.

During FuF you may find a woman you wish to engage, take any

appropriate precautions regarding discretion, pose them as desired, undress
them as needed, and get on with business. While they will not acknowledge you,
they will participate. For example, if you put their hand around your cock they
will stroke you. If you undress a woman you need not redress them when you
depart.

For your first FuF at the firm, we have decided to keep the

rules simple.

-Any woman wearing a black or blue dress, skirt or slacks is

a consenting player

-All woman so consenting give prior consent for: vaginal sex

(to include internal ejaculation), oral sex (give/receive through to orgasm),
undressing, all manner of breast fondling, facials, titty fucking, and
handjobs."

I pushed back from the desk and exhaled. Wowzers. I checked

the time and found there were still forty-five minutes until my meeting with Ms
Olson. Knowing I would not be able to focus on the proposals after that
reading, I decided instead to double down on my hydration by knocking back a
bottle of water and a pineapple juice.

For no reason in particular on this day I was dressed as a

custodial engineer, aka janitor. However, after reading over the email a few
times I decided to change my attire and opted instead for office intern.
Ditching the utility shirt and blue trousers, I donned black slacks, dress
shoes, a white shirt and a tie. I left the underwear off as I figured they
would just get in the way. Knowing precisely how long it took to get to Ms
Olson's office, I left at 13 0 2 and arrived at her door at 13 0 5. Nearly hard
before I even opened the door, my brain ran through a dozen scenarios in the
brief moment between scanning my key card and opening the door.

Ms Olson was behind her desk, engaged in a discussion with

someone else that I did not immediately see. Closing the door behind me, I
noted the presence of a smartly dressed woman perhaps mid-30s in age. She had
black hair in a tight bun at the back of her head, a white blouse, blue blazer
and a black skirt. While I recognized her as a recent hire, I did not so much
as know her name. Her eyes darted to me for an instant, and a flush came over
her otherwise rather pale complexion. It seemed she was ignoring me, which was
very much in line with the fantasy angle I'd been told to expect. Of course,
the flush was a slight giveaway. After a brief glance, I turned to Ms Olson,
who was seated, cross-legged in her chair, one leg slightly swinging.

"Ms Garland, Elise," the HR rep said, "You

are going to have to make a better case than that if you want me to hire an
assistant for you."

"I, well, you see," the woman I assumed to be Ms

Garland said with a slight stammer.

I grinned and moved to stand next to Ms Olson as the new

woman organized her thoughts. If she was distracted, I didn't do her any favors
as I walked up next to Ms Olson, unzipped, withdrew my cock, and placed Ms
Olson's hand on it. True to form, she didn't do anything to acknowledge the act
as she started to stroke me.

Ms Garland cleared her throat and made an effort to maintain

eye contact with Ms Olson. "Yes," she said at last with some
firmness, "as the new lead of the contracts division it is suboptimal for
me to have legal discussions with clients without an assistant to take notes
and help me with other necessary administrative tasks."

Ms Olson stroked my cock, mindfully running her palm over

the head and spreading the increasing pre-cum along my shaft as she considered
her response. She said, "Suboptimal you say? I'm intrigued. Please explain
how not having an assistant affects you. And be sure to be detailed as I want
to be convinced."

Suspecting this was a ploy to avoid saying anything, I took

a hold of Ms Olson's ever convenient and present ponytail and guided her head
down to my dick, where she quite pleasantly took me into her mouth and began to
fellate me.

I stole a glance at Ms Garland, and found her staring at the

wall behind us, trying desperately not to observe the blowjob being performed
right in front of her. Her flush was, if anything, even a deeper shade of
crimson, her nostrils flared and her nipples now pointy enough to cut glass.
She took a deep breath before talking very slowly. "There are, in fact,
several reasons. I'll go over a few in detail, as you asked, and then maybe we
can discuss them."

Ms Olson, not pausing her cock sucking efforts in the

slightest, gestured with her free hand to indicate the woman should, in fact,
continue.

"Very well. The most important reason for me to have an

assistant is to have someone present for all meetings and phone calls. This
allows me to engage in a dynamic and involved conversation, representing the
firm with maximum efficiency because I know someone is accurately recording
every word said. In my experience, most of the people I engage with will not
have that luxury, and this puts them at a disadvantage when we recount terms
and conditions from those discussions."

Ms Olson pulled off my cock with an audible 'pop' and turned

toward the other woman. "I gather you are saying that most of the people
you engage in are not as quick as yourself, and when you read their words back
to them they are surprised?" Without waiting for a response, she resumed
the blowjob.

Ms Garland's glance darted toward Ms Olson's head, though

again only for an instant. She inhaled sharply, then exhaled slowly as she
shook her head, a slight smile on her face. "Not to sound too full of
myself, but yes, that is exactly what I am saying."

Ms Olson managed to convey a nod with another hand gesture.

Ms Garland nodded in response, and said, "My priorities are on the
position and protection of Foxx Inc, and that means my time is best spent
planning for and engaging with clients, not writing up my notes and preparing
documents such as NDAs."

Ms Olson again pulled off my cock with a 'pop' and continued

to stroke me as she turned and replied, a smile appearing on her face,
"Are you saying things such as notes and documents are not worth your
time?" And again, she resumed her blowjob efforts.

Ms Garland looked annoyed ever so briefly, but Ms Olson was

not looking at her. Then, her gaze shifted to me, back to Ms Olson and what she
was doing, and she wetted her lips almost obviously, before returning to look
past Ms Olson. "Those tasks are certainly worth doing; however, you are
not paying me a few hundred dollars an hour to do them."

Ms Olson pulled off me, and now I was quite ready to

continue my own, er, congress with the HR rep. "I believe we are in
agreement on your points so far, Elise. Do continue." As she spoke, I
lifted her from the chair and placed one hand between her shoulder blades.
Pushing slightly as I had one hand on her hip, she compliantly bent forward
over the desk. I tossed her skirt up onto her back as Ms Garland's eyes went wide
for a moment as she realized what was about to happen.

"My final point is more," and she was interrupted

by a deep groan from Ms Olson as I sheathed myself fully inside her ever
delectable, and wet, cunt. Ms Olson let out a long breath and our new lawyer
continued, "well, it is a little more, ah, basic."

I began fucking Ms Olson with solid strokes, slamming her

hips against the desk as I did. She tried, and failed, to avoid a faint grunt
with each thrust. "Please, ugh, Ms Garland, ugh, do, ugh, continue. I'm
sure, ugh, that you wouldn't, ugh, ask if you didn't, ugh, need it."
Subconsciously or not, she put a heavy emphasis on 'need.'

Though we had not been at it long, I sensed she was getting

as close as I was. Ms Garland was beet red at this point and breathing almost
as hard as Ms Olson. "Yes, well, you see, our clients and competitors all
know who does, and does not answer their own phones and make their own
appointments. In addition to greatly helping me with my work, an assistant goes
a long way toward conveying the firm's status to outsiders."

At the moment she finished that statement, I had my fingers

on Ms Olson's clit, and I squeezed it as I drove toward my rapidly approaching
climax. As expected, she was not far behind me, and she gripped the edge of the
desk as she let out a low quiet moan and clenched my cock. With that, I started
to come myself. After a moment she let go of the desk with one hand and hit the
desk twice, "Fuck," she said in a drawn out way. Then she blew her
hair out of her face even as I continued to fill her cunt through our mutual
climax.

Ms Garland unabashedly gawked at me for a long moment, then

looked away. Grinning like the Cheshire Cat, I withdrew from Ms Olson, pulled
her skirt back down, and pulled up my trousers. As I did so, Ms Olson said,
"Well, Elise, I have to say I was on the fence, but your arguments pushed
me over the edge and I am fully behind your proposal." Not bothering to
smooth her skirt, Ms Olson stood upright and extended her hand, the one she had
been stroking me with by the way, to the other woman, "You do understand
that your assistant needs to be a woman, and possesses shall we say, certain
attitudes?"

Ms Garland stood and shook the offered hand, "Thank

you. And yes, I am quite clear on the necessary attitudes of Foxx Inc
employees."

Ms Olson nodded, "Good, then I expect to see the write

up for the position this afternoon."

The other woman returned the nod, then left the room. Ms

Olson at once turned to me and kissed me hard. "God I've missed doing that!"
Seeing my confused expression she added, "It's been quite a while since
I've been able to arrange and participate in that kind of fantasy. I dare say
we surprised Elise even though she knew this was, ah, coming." She sat
down and looked up at me with a big grin, "I can't speak for her, but if
I'd been sitting there, watching us, I'd be soaked." I returned the grin
and she added, "Don't worry, she won't be frustrated for long. You are
scheduled to stop by her office at 15 35, though she doesn't know that."

Though I had just come a few minutes ago, I could feel

myself stirring. "I'll try not to be late." I walked to the door,
then realized something, "By the way, do I need to know what Ms Garland's
regular tri-graphs are?"

Ms Olson gave me a surprised look, "Oh my! How did I

miss that you haven't been with her yet?" She snickered, then laughed,
then waved a hand at me in dismissal, "Don't worry, I'm sure anything on
the free use list I sent you will be fine with her." Then something seemed
to occur to her, and she smirked, "Though maybe you should check her badge
after all."

Back in my office, I freshened up after my delightfully

exhibitionist tryst with Ms Olson and sat down to have a look at Ms Garland's
calendar. There was a 15 30 meeting with a subject line of "private
meeting". I could not see the attendees, but a quick check of Ms Olson's
calendar revealed a meeting on the same topic. '15 35', I thought to myself,
and then a different idea popped into my head.

I finished with the new services contract, sent a signed

version on its way, and had another water. I switched to the blue HVAC tech
uniform and arrived at Ms Garland's office a little after 15 20. Opening the
door her eyes popped as she recognized me. Then she checked her watch and her
hand shot to cover her mouth and she squeaked an, "Oh my!" She shook
her head and went back to doing whatever it had been when I entered. Closing
the door behind me I walked over to stand beside her. I reached down between
her blouse covered boobs and picked up her key cards. Her tri-graphs held a
surprise for me: REX, NIX, CIP. The last two were relatively common, indicating
she preferred for me to ejaculate in her cunt, and she liked everything done
with her breasts. The first one though, gave me a pause and it took a moment to
remember it. Reluctant exhibitionism. I checked the time, 1525. Looking around
the room I decided on a course of action. Standing behind her I put my hands
under her arms and had her stand. She said nothing, and kept focused forward as
her panties were lowered and removed. I gestured for her to sit, then moved
under the desk and rolled her chair forward slightly. Moving her skirt up and
out of the way, I moved her knees as far apart as possible before reaching out
to stroke the junction of her thighs with both hands. Despite trying to remain
'in character', my strokes so near her cunt resulted in a heavy moan. With one
hand I barely brushed her clit, while the other ran up and just between her
folds. As I had hoped and expected, she was soaked. I waited for a cue.

A couple of minutes later, the door latch clicked and I

heard someone enter the room, and I thought it might actually be two people.

"Gwen, Ashley, good afternoon," said Ms Garland.

"Please take a seat."

Ah, this meant that not only was Ms Olson present, but so

was Ms Maddox, the Managing Partner whom I had met only twice before.

"You're looking a bit flushed, are you alright?"

said Ms Maddox.

Ms Garland shifted in her seat slightly, and I did not pause

my actions. "I'm fine, really just a little hot, er, warm I think."

"Well then," said Ms Olson, "shall we, get to

it then?" There was a pause and she continued, "Gwen, Elise has
stated some concerns with the impregnation arrangements."

"I see," said Ms Maddox, "please

explain."

"This is a field with surprisingly little case

law," began Ms Garland. "Aside from paternity cases arising from
sperm donor instances in California, there isn't much out there."

I heard all of this clearly, but the context didn't register

with me. I kept up my efforts on Ms Garland, who was starting to squirm.

"So we're clear," said Ms Olson, "the person

most likely to be concerned with the terms is the, ah, sperm donor."

Ms Maddox said, "You mean Mr Jeffries."

And on that note, not a little surprised at this news myself,

I pushed two fingers as deep into Ms Garland as I could, and was rewarded with
a faint, but noticeable "Ooh!"

"Yes Elise? What was that?" Ms Olson said, a

definite hint of mirth in her voice.

Feeling the sponginess of her g-spot, I pressed on it rhythmically

and she squirmed, grinding against my fingers. "Ahem, yes, most of the
case law is concerned with donor rights and responsibilities after birth,
primarily in regards to financial support and visitation." As she spoke I
continued to work her cunt, trying to be careful and not to get her too close
to coming. She groaned.

"Are you quite sure you're okay?" asked Ms Maddox.

I gathered Ms Garland nodded because a moment later she continued, "Do you
think a solution is achievable? She's quite intent on having everything set so
she can, well, not to put to fine a point on it, fuck with a purpose when she's
ready." Now that we were talking clearly, II decided it was time to move
on.

I pushed the chair back from the desk while keeping my

fingers moving inside her. Once there was space I crawled out from the chair
and pulled Ms Garland to her feet. I looked at the two women on the couch, and
found they were steadfastly looking right at Ms Garland, pointedly not looking
at me. My hands went to the front of her blouse and I started to unbutton it.
Her breathing got heavier. "I don't believe there is a way to completely
prevent future legal action, but it does seem quite unlikely."

Finished with her blouse, I was pleasantly surprised to find

a front clasp bra, which was at once undone to release her b-cups to everyone
present. Her nipples were like diamonds against my palms.

Ms Olson smirked, "So we could say the exposure of the

firm would not be a concern?"

Before Ms Garland could reply, I dropped my trousers and sat

in the chair, my hands moving to Ms Garland's hips. She let out a long breath,
knowing what was coming.

"Nope," she said quickly.

Now, with one hand I pulled Ms Garland down to my lap,

aiming my cock home with the other. I sighed as she sank down fully on me,
sheathing me in her wet warmth.

"I, Mmm, agree," said Ms Olson with a grin.

"I don't believe Mr Jeffries will have an issue when everything is
explained. He's a very reasonable person."

Ms Maddox nodded and both women stood up from the couch.

"Well then, I think this meeting accomplished its purpose, wouldn't you
say Ashley?"

Ms Olson grinned, "It's close enough to a conclusion,

yes. We can leave Elise to finish on her own."

The other woman nodded and the two of them turned to go. The

moment the door shut Ms Garland jumped up from my lap and pulled me up out of
the chair, kissing me very aggressively. "Sorry to break out of the
fantasy," she said, then pushed me away and opened the valise next to her
desk. Inside was some work out gear, and a pile of folded towels. She handed me
two, and said, "Get naked and put those on the floor." She shrugged
off her bra and blouse as she said this, then removed her skirt as she strode
to the door and locked it. I pulled off my shirt, stepped out of my trousers and
lay down on the towels in the center of the room. At once she straddled my hips
and started sliding her clit along my length.

I moved my head up and took one nipple in my mouth as I

pinched the other. Her face next to my ear, she said heavily, "I've never
been so turned on as I have been for the last two hours." I tugged on her
nipple with my teeth and she moaned. "I don't want to surprise you, so
I'll warn you that sometimes I squirt when I'm really excited. And right now
I'm way past that. Oh, and if I come really hard, I can get really out of it.
Don't let it stop you."

I nodded, shifting nipples to suck on the other one. She

pulled me away from her chest and kissed me hard, angling her hips as she did
and taking me inside her on the next stroke. The next instant she started
riding me faster than anyone ever had. Her breathing accelerated, and after
maybe thirty seconds she held her breath and then nearly screamed into my
mouth. Her cunt clenched around me, and then a veritable flood of hot liquid
splashed out of her and all over my abdomen. Her lower body started shaking,
then a bit later her breathing changed to a fast pant for just a bit before she
collapsed on top of me, completely limp yet still quivering after her orgasm.

Remembering what she said, I rolled her onto her back, held

on to her knees and fucked her for a very short time before flooding her cunt.
It was good, really good, and I sat back on my haunches waiting for her to come
back to reality. It was maybe thirty seconds before her eyes fluttered open,
she smiled at me, and with one hand she caressed her cunt, feeling me still
inside her. She gave her clit a pinch, moaned, then said, "Is it always
like this?"

Since she hadn't done anything yet to signal I should leave,

I gave her a couple strokes and she sighed. "What part exactly?" I
asked.

"Where to begin? I started working here three weeks ago

with the understanding that once in a while I'd have the opportunity to visit
you for some fooling around. Then yesterday, before I had that chance, Ashley
came to my office and asked me if I could help with this free use idea. She
said my profile, with 'REX', made me a natural for a first test."

"I gather she wasn't wrong about that," I said,

and she gestured for me to withdraw, so I did, and then we both stood and
started dressing.

"No, but having sex right in front of the boss? That's

a whole other level of kink."

"Well, as a matter of fact that's three firsts for me

today." Ms Garland was redonning her blouse, no bra, and I continued,
"Sex for an audience, twice, a real squirter, and coming inside a willing
partner who was pretty much passed out."

"Unconscious, to be precise. Oh, and that makes me glad

I warned you and gave you the towels. I was so incredibly horny after watching
you and Ashley that I really wanted to come back here and get myself off. But I
knew you were going to have me somewhere with other people before the end of
work, and that thought made me want to wait."

I grinned, "That was fucking hot for sure."

She pulled up her skirt and ran her fingers through her

hair, "And this is a normal workday for you?"

I shrugged, "Not really. Usually three or four women

stop by my office one at a time over the course of a day. This was the first
time outside my office." I snapped my fingers, "Except for the gym,
oh and that time in the nurse's office."

She looked at me quizzically, "And that isn't too

much?"

I gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Ms Garland, I eat

three meals a day and never get tired of food. With variety and fun, it'll
never be too much."

"You can call me Elise, you know."

I winked and went for the door, "I know Ms Garland, I

know." Something occurred to me and I turned around, "Say, when do I
hear more about this pregnancy thing?"

"You remembered that?" She shook her head and then

giggled, "As soon as the other party commits." She shrugged,
"Though it might not even happen."

I nodded and finished dressing before leaving her office. I

did not have any other visits that afternoon, and I spent a quiet evening at
home thinking about how I should approach the day tomorrow. The possibilities
seemed endless.

To be continued

By PtmcPilot for Literotica

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