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Josh's Dilemma

By: Naked1



At 8 p.m., the multi-level building where Josh spent well over a third of his waking life, earning his bread as an advertising executive was empty. 

Everyone else had gone home three hours before. 

But working overtime to secure accounts was a fact of life for Josh, and he spent at least three nights a week in his office until 10 or 11 o'clock, or even later on occasion.

Josh was driven to succeed. 

Leaning back in his plush, leather chair, he stared at the computer screen. 

The perks of the job were unbeatable. The money was excellent. He enjoyed executive privileges, and was one of two in consideration for a junior vice-presidency next year. According to the senior grapevine, Josh was in fact, the prime candidate.

He hated the hours at times, but he was well-liked by all of his superiors and peers.

He was confident that he would eventually be chosen for the promotion, based on his impeccable record of driving up the CEO's take-away. He'd also won the recognition of the board of directors several times over. 

He was a shoe-in.

Recently though, at different times, when he allowed it...he'd found himself wondering if the end was worth the means.

Outside of his career, he had no life to speak of...he had never married and started a family. He never had the time to pursue it.

In fact, he rarely had time to date outside of the obligatory company related social events and office parties. 

Suddenly, a small chuckle escaped him as he realized that he hadn't even had sex since Christmas. 

It was now mid-July. 

Other than the occasional sexual interlude enabled by office gatherings and booze...Josh relieved himself through regular doses of internet porn and masturbation.

The clock over his desk ticked indifferently as his mind wandered to the Christmas party. 

Becca Salson had shown up dressed to kill in a short, tight mini-skirt and top that looked painted over her perky boobs. He'd plied her with more than a few long island's, and ended up fucking her in the darkened lunch room, while everyone else partied on, unaware.

Josh's cock stirred in his slacks at the memory. 

Both of them were three sheets in the wind, as Becca had slowly stripped him...dropping every piece of clothing that he wore on the lunch room floor, until he stood naked and hard in front of her.

He'd then taken her savagely, lifting her skirt and pounding her hot body on top of a lunch table, cumming all over her delicious, bare ass...it was the most animalistic experience of his life.

Seeing her naked ass from under her little black skirt, panties around her knees with his mind's eye...his hand wandered to his crotch. Josh slowly teased himself, gently squeezing along the outline of his erection under the material of his slacks.

Glancing at the clock, he saw he had time. 

Sitting up, he reached for the computer mouse and chose his favorite website for times like these from among his favorites.

Part of executive privilege (although not intentional most likely) was the ability to use the internet unmonitored. Josh often took advantage of this perk to relieve himself in his office after hours.

As Josh watched, squeezing himself through his pants, a gorgeous, large breasted blonde appeared, wearing a taught dress that stopped just below her crotch, complimented by dark, sheer nylons and black, spiked pumps.

The video was titled "Jack for Janet..." 

One of his favorites. 

Basically, a CFNM oriented video, "Janet" teased, slowly, encouraging the viewer to strip naked and masturbate for her. 

The storyline concluded with mutual masturbation...the viewer totally naked, jerking his cock and cumming all over himself, while Janet teased herself to orgasm inside of her panties, with her legs spread in front of the camera.

Janet never actually removed any clothing...but that wasn't the point of the video. 

Being naked in front of hot, large-busted, fully-clothed women had always been one of Josh's favorite fantasies...which is one reason the encounter with Becca had been so exciting for him. 

As Janet smiled from the computer screen, Josh unzipped his slacks. Lifting his hips, he pulled them and his underwear to his knees and got down to business.

On screen, Janet lifted her huge tits through her dress, kneading them and rolling them in her hands, while Josh pointed his cock at her, and pulled slowly, stroking upwards...before squeezing it, and sliding back down to the base.

One thing was for sure, Josh may not have gotten much play due to the nature of his job...but he was no slouch. When erect, his cock stood at a full nine inches...he knew because he'd measured it in college. 

He could easily wrap both hands around the shaft, and never even touch the head of it.

"Now take off your pants baby..." Janet said from the video, spreading her pantyhose-covered legs.

Standing, Josh kicked off his loafers and allowed his pants and underwear to fall to his knees, before stepping out of them.

Wearing his shirt, tie and socks, he sat down again and put his feet on the desk...stroking his hard dick faster at the woman on the screen.

"Mmmm..." Janet cooed, licking her luscious lips. Jack loved those lips.

"Let's get that shirt off honey..." Janet instructed, while snaking a perfectly manicured hand towards the area between her legs.

Opening his tie, Josh pulled it over his head, leaving it there. Then he unbuttoned his shirt. 

Pulling it off as well, he tossed it on the floor...before throwing his tie on top his shirt.

Now naked, save for his socks, Josh leaned back, feeling the chair's leather under his bare skin.

Being naked in his office felt so dirty. 

While he regularly masturbated in his office, he knew that the building was long empty. There was no real danger of being caught; still, the idea of what he was doing, where he worked, was very exciting.

At times when he stripped and jerked off at work, he even walked out into the darkened hall outside of his office and stood, pretending that it was the middle of the day and everyone was at work...as he emptied his load all over the carpet.

One of his favorite fantasies was getting caught, naked, masturbating in his office, by one of the pretty secretaries that worked just down the hall. 

He would pretend that it was daytime again, and one of them would walk in through his open door and catch him...standing there gape-mouthed as he pumped his cock fast and hard, groaning, and cumming in front of her.

"Are you naked, naught boy?" Janet asked from on screen, smiling wickedly into the camera. Quickly, Josh removed his socks and left them on the desk.

"Yeah..." he breathed, stroking his cock at the blonde. "I'm totally naked for you..." 

Josh's hand flew on his cock as Janet diddled herself inside of her panties.

"You dirty boy..." Janet said, pushing her fingers deep into her wet cunt on the screen, "look at you, all naked in front of me..."

"Oh god...yeah...I'm totally naked for you Janet," Josh said, squeezing his balls, stretching the skin outwards and rolling it between his fingers. 

He watched the woman on the computer screen over his throbbing rod...imagining that she was right there in the office with him...he was so close to cumming.

"Yeah, jerk it..." Janet whispered lewdly. "Jerk off for me baby....oh yeah...stroke your big, hard cock..."

Josh whimpered, pulling on his throbbing meat hard, twisting it, and pushing it to the side. 

He spit into his palm for lubrication. 

Grabbing at it again, he stroked hard and fast, while tugging at his balls.

Reaching into the left desk drawer, he retrieved a wooden clothes pin, and slowly, gently, clamped it to one nipple...moaning as it bit into his tender flesh.

"OH...JEEZUS FUCK..." he said loudly, stroking as fast he could...stopping, squeezing, stroking, and repeating the pattern.

"Good, boy...good naked boy..." Janet moaned from the screen, while jamming her hand into her wet, pantied cunt between her spread legs.

Next was Josh's favorite part.

On screen, Janet leaned back and placed her feet wide apart with a good camera shot of her fingers moving inside of her slick pussy as she pulled the crotch of her panties aside. 

"Cum for me..." she told her masturbating male audiences,as the camera pulled back, showing her her huge, bared cleavage, "cum all over yourself for Janet, honey, please...cuuumm...mmm..."

Leaning back in his chair, Josh placed his bare feet out in front of him on the desk...one on either side of the computer monitor, and pounded himself as hard as he could. 

Suddenly, his stomach muscles wrenched as his orgasm began.

Groaning loudly, he fisted his cock, pumping out great, long, white strings of cum...shooting them high into the air, and covering his belly and chest with his juices.

"OH GOD...JANET...FUCK...I'M CUMMING FOR YOU!" He yelled, loud enough to be heard down the hall...had there been anyone around to hear him, as he pounded himself into ecstasy.

Finally, spent, he slacked in his chair, watching his cum-splattered chest rise and fall. On the screen, the video had ended with Janet's mouth frozen in a perpetual state of orgasm.

Glancing at the clock, Josh muttered. He'd better clean up and get back to work if he was going to make it home before midnight.

At 4:30 the following afternoon, Josh was knee-deep in spreadsheets when the email icon flashed in the bottom corner. 

He frowned. 

He'd worked through lunch to get ahead and was actually looking forward to leaving at 5 o'clock.

Resigned, he clicked the icon.

It was a message from Dana, one of the heads in PR, two offices down the hall from Josh. Dana and Josh often collaborated. An email from her was not unusual. 

But what was unusual was when Josh opened the attachment titled, "Hi honey."

The attachment was a video file. 

As it opened, Josh's jaw hit his chest and his heart stopped.

In the video, Josh saw himself, from the computer monitor's point of view...naked in his chair...stroking his cock and moaning. 

As he stared in disbelief, the video-Josh yelled, "OH GOD...JANET...FUCK...I'M CUMMING FOR YOU!" With that, Josh watched in horror as he splattered cum all over himself...convulsing and jerking in orgasm in his office chair.

Then, the video ended and went dark.

The email read simply, "Hi Josh, can you come to my office after work? Dana." The email closed with a smiley face.

Josh was floored, stunned, and completely speechless and thoughtless. 

He sat in a state of shock, trying to make sense of what he had just witnessed.

At 4:50, he'd finally recovered enough to wonder how Dana had managed to record him. Searching his desk, he found nothing. 

"What the fuck?" he said aloud, perplexed, tearing through papers and drawers looking for any signs of recording equipment.

He found nothing.

Finally, coming to his senses, he realized it was shortly after 5, and time to head to Dana's office.

He wondered if he should go.

What was she planning?

He'd known Dana for a couple of years now, and she'd never given any kind of indication that she didn't like him or had it out for him.

Maybe it was a joke on her part?

Has someone else sent her the video somehow?

Perhaps he should just leave. 

He could go, and not come back...just give up his job and never come back again.

He could find work somewhere else.

That was ludicrous and he knew it.

He had to go to Dana's office. He had no choice.

With a sick feeling in his gut, Josh left his office at 5:25 for the short walk to Dana's office.

"Josh!" Dana smiled warmly at him from behind her desk as he entered.

"Uhm, hi Dana," he fumbled, nervous.

"Have a seat," she said warmly again, still smiling.

Josh sat.

"I wasn't sure if you were going to make it," Dana joked, laughing, causing her jet-black hair to fall slightly across her forehead.

In spite of himself, Josh couldn't help noticing how beautiful she was. 

Dana always dressed to kill, at least for an office setting. Her deep blue eyes pierced him through as she sat, waiting.

"I uh..." Josh started, before his voice caught in his throat.

Dana smiled at his predicament.

"You're hot," she said flatly.

Josh shifted.

What the hell was she doing?

"Look Josh," Dana said, smiling again. "I'll cut to the chase."

Turning in her chair, she faced him full-on. 

Josh couldn't help notice how the powder-blue blouse she wore stretched tightly across her full breasts. The top few buttons were undone, revealing a goodly line of cleavage.

"Eyes up here Joshie.." Dana giggled.

He'd been caught...again, it seemed.

"Josh," Dana opened, growing more serious, "I know what you do...I know that you take your clothes off and jerk off in your office at night."

Josh's face went red.

He swallowed hard.

His heart jumped.

"I've seen you walking around naked and hard, beating your big hard cock. I know that you sometimes go out in the hallway..."

Josh was silent. 

He dropped his eyes in shock and shame, but not before noticing that Dana's nipples were poking through the material of her blouse. 

She wasn't wearing a bra. 

His cock stirred slightly.

Was he some kind of weirdo? How the hell could anyone think of Dana's tits at a time like this?

He pushed it from his mind.

"How?" Josh said aloud, more wondering than actually asking.

"How?" Dana repeated. "How did I catch you?"

Josh nodded dumbly.

"That's easy" she waved a hand.

"Josh, you're an awesome account manager...the best." She said, smiling yet again.

Leaning forward, as if she was going to let him in on a secret, she giggled low, making her breasts jiggle. 

"But you are lousy at technology hun," she finished, self-satisfied.

"I simply tapped into your webcam...see?" Turning to her monitor, she spun it towards him. 

"See all these files?" she asked, pointing at the screen. "They're all you hun."

Josh stared in dumb shock. 

There had to be at least fifty different video files.

"A few months ago, I spent about a week working late myself. I heard you down the hall, jerking off, grunting and groaning, so I tapped into your webcam." 

"It runs every night...just in case."

Josh was stunned again.

"I started collecting your videos, looking forward to this day," she finished again, self-satisfied again.

"But how come I didn't see the camera light?" Josh asked, in genuine wonder.

"I disabled it babe," she grinned. "I told you that you are technologically retarded Josh."

"How come I never saw you in your office?" Josh asked, incredulous.

"Seriously Josh?" Dana laughed. "It's called a remote location and a laptop hun..."

It was too much for Josh to process. 

"So, what are you going to do?" He asked meekly.

Dana grinned, and shifted in her chair. Her blouse opened slightly, revealing more cleavage. Unable to help himself, Josh looked.

"It isn't about what I'm going to do Josh," she answered him matter-of-factly. "It's about what you're going to do."

Josh was a silent a moment, mulling. What did she mean?

"What am I going to do?" he said, finally.

Dana leaned back in her chair and smiled, crossing her nylon-covered legs. 

Josh saw that she was wearing a pair of black, spiked heels. Her incredibly short, black skirt rode up slightly, exposing a snatch of creamy, bare thigh, over the top of her stocking.

His cock did more than twitch at that, starting to rise in his slacks.

"Whatever I tell you to silly," Dana laughed. "You're going to do whatever and whenever I say."

"Dana, that's blackmail," Josh stated in an attempt at defense.

"So?" Dana said. "Who are you going to tell? What are you going to say? Dana filmed me beating off naked in my office?"

She had a point.

"Listen Josh," she said, leaning forward. 

Fiddling with the buttons at the top of her blouse, she opened another one, exposing a bit more of her delicious cleavage. 

"Here's the deal. You do as I say, or, I will post all of these videos on the company website, all over the internet, and email them to the CEO."

Josh swallowed hard. 

She had him and she knew it. What was he supposed to do? 

He sat sweating bullets and trembling.

Seeing his dilemma, Dana softened. 

"Look honey," she said, soothingly, "I'm not totally evil. I've also seen what kind of porn you watch...I know what turns you on. You like to be naked where you shouldn't, and you love being naked in front of women, right?"

Josh nodded, admitting it silently. He was busted anyway.

"So," she continued sweetly, "I promise that as long as you do as you're told...to the letter, you'll have fun. And, Josh, I will never tell..." 

Josh weighed the situation. 

He could overpower her...but that probably would lead to trouble. 

He could refuse and live with the consequences...but he'd be ruined. 

Then, he had an idea.

"If you send those out, Dana," he began, unsteadily, then gaining momentum, "everyone will know you posted them, and you'll be fired."

"Really Josh?" She mocked in a sweet-sounding voice. "You think I'm that dumb? That kinda hurts..." she laughed. "Rest assured dear, if anything happens to me babe, they will be posted by someone else." 

"What?" Josh was shocked. "Someone else knows?"

"Let's just say I have a plan," Dana laughed. "But if you do your part, you'll never meet her."

She could be bluffing Josh thought...but he had no proof. He couldn't risk it.

"What do you want me to do then?" Josh asked, resigned to his fate for the moment.

"Do you agree?" Dana pressed.

"Yes, I guess I do..." Josh finished, dropping his head.

"Awesome!" Dana clapped her hands together like a little girl. "You can start by taking off all of your clothes right now."

Josh stayed where he was.

"Josh," Dana said coyly, smiling at him, "do you know how many times I've watched you stroke that big, cock of yours with my fingers in my pussy?"

Josh jumped a little. Maybe there was hope after all.

"I've gotten myself off to every one of these videos...god, I love seeing you strip naked and play with yourself..." Her eyes were suddenly far away...watching something only she could see.

"But don't think this will be a touchy situation," she said, coming back. "At least not for you...I mean, you might be touching yourself," Dana giggled at that, "but you won't be touching me...understood?"

"C'mon now honey," she pressed, "I wanna see that big, fat cock in person."

With seeming no other choice, Josh rose slowly.

Dana smiled at his acquiesce, motioning for him to come around the desk. 

Josh ambled over slowly, stopping a couple feet in front of her.

"Now," Dana said, spreading her legs slightly at him. "Strip. Take it all off, every last stitch."

"But Dana," Josh protested weakly, sounding like a punished boy, "the door's open."

"Pfft..." she blew her tongue between her lips. "There's nobody here. Beside, you like getting naked at work don't you? Remember, I have proof of that."

Josh winced.

"C'mon baby," Dana said soothingly, in a low voice, turning her face upwards to look at him from under her bangs. "We don't have to go...there...do we?"

She really was a hot woman. 

Her deep, blue eyes were gorgeous, and beckoned him to do her will. 

Her breasts were exciting...rising and falling under her blouse...much of her cleavage was bared...Josh allowed his eyes to roam over her, taking in her shapely curves, and delicious, bare thighs...

In the outfit she was wearing, she really looked like some kind of fantasy office slut in high heels. 

His cock swelled and rose in his pants in spite of himself. 

In a strange way, the thought of what he was about to do turned him on...he was actually going to take his clothes off in front of Dana...right here in her office.


Josh's Dilemma: Mr. Cleary



"Oh...god...Dana...Dana..." Mr. Cleary breathed hard, stroking and pulling at his smallish penis hard and fast.

The mirror reflected Mr. Cleary's pudgy form, standing completely nude by the sink counter where Dana had set her purse. His clothes were piled in a heap by his feet on the tiled floor of the women's restroom as he furiously stroked himself in front of her.

His clothes were a heap by his feet.

"Wanna see my tits Mr. Cleary?" Dana teased him, slowly flicking the buttons of her pink blouse open with the fingers of one hand...torturing him.

Her other hand snaked just below the hemline of her short skirt.

"Oh god yes...please...show me them..." Mr. Cleary moaned. His entire naked body was flushed red with excitement as he beat himself.

"You know, sir," Dana began, twirling a finger through her dark tresses, "any of the women here could walk right in at any time...and see you...totally naked...jerking off for me..."

Mr. Clearly moaned loudly.

"Wouldn't that be so hot?"

Mr. Clearly pulled hard on his pencil-thin dick, drinking in the beautiful, fully-clothed woman in front of him...with her blouse partially unbuttoned to just under her big, soft breasts...he could see the insides of them and it made him shiver with excitement.

Dressed the way she was, she looked like one of the models in the dirty magazines he kept stashed in the bottom drawer of his filing cabinet. She was so pretty, so hot...he couldn't help himself...she...made him...want to jerk off.

Suddenly, Dana spread her legs wider and pulled up the front of her skirt, showing him her pink panties.

Her delicious legs were bared all the way to her thighs.

Mr. Cleary could hardly breathe.

He couldn't think.

Looking down at herself, Dana smiled.

"Uh oh, Mr. Cleary," she giggled like a schoolgirl, teasing him, "you can almost see all of my tits..."

Bending forward in his direction her open blouse fell away from her, exposing her bare breasts, all but the nipples to him, as they hung in front of her.

Outside of the women's restroom, the ten o'clock office was alive, buzzing with the business of the day.

Inside of the restroom, Dana thrust her hips lewdly at Mr. Cleary, making him moan.

Bending over, she showed him her pink, pantied ass cheeks underneath her skirt as she gathered his clothes from the floor.

"I've got your clothes Mr. Cleary..." she giggled.

"Oh...Oh...Dana..." was all he could moan.

With a wicked smile, she stuffed them into the trash can on the wall.

"Now you're really naked..." she cooed sexily. Leaning against the wall, she spread her legs and lifted her skirt above her waist.

Mr. Cleary's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as his hand flew over his cock.

"Wanna see my pussy?" Dana whispered in a hard tease.

"Yeah, oh god yeah..." Mr. Clearly breathed, beside himself with lust.

"Say please you dirty little man," she hissed hotly. "Say please Dana, I want to see your pussy..."

Mr. Cleary trembled, and stammered. "Please..." he breathed, struggling. "Please...Dana..I...I want to...oh god...I want...I...need...to see  your...pussy..."

With that, Dana pulled her panties down...slowly...exposing just the top edge of her trimmed landing strip to him.

Suddenly, a low growl escaped Mr. Cleary's throat...his hand blurred on his cock...he moaned far more loudly than he should have in the women's restroom....and came...shooting thin cum ropes from his little penis at Dana's feet.

"OH GOD...GOD...DANA...." he said, jerking hard and fast, pumping out his cum in front of her.

"Oh yeah...Mr. Cleary," Dana teased, releasing the waistband of her panties as they snapped back up over her pussy again.

"Cummmmm...." She hissed.

And he did. 

His fleshy naked body, softened from years of inactivity jerked and jumped...as his knees buckled. 

Falling forward, he crashed to his knees...kneeling on the hard floor in front of Dana, pumping the rest of his orgasm onto the floor.

Finally, when he was done...he struggled to regain his breath. His belly hung slightly over his waist as his cock receded under it.

Smiling, Dana snatched her purse from the sink counter.

"Have a great morning Mr. Cleary," she said sweetly, pushing the door open...and then she was gone. 

Passing Marcy, the pretty blond from the secretary pool in the hall, Dana smiled.

Josh sat his desk facing the open door, naked from the waist down, as he had done every day at Dana's instruction since his naked exposure on the sidewalk.

His bare feet rested on the soft carpeting under him.

Thus far, he'd had no unexpected run-ins with anyone in the office, save for one of the secretaries who had stood in front of his desk, with him bottomless behind it, offering him a message she'd taken earlier in the day.

Unable to stand, he'd sat glued to his chair as she handed him the message.

She'd been very pretty and his cock throbbed and pulled at him under his desk in spite of his terror at being caught, as he watched her dark curls fall against her beautiful ebony skin.

Remembering the encounter, Josh rested his hand on his naked penis, unconsciously tugging at it. The girl had given him a strange look before handing over the message.

Pausing a moment, her eyes had dropped, scanning the area below his desk. 

He was certain that he was well-hidden; still, the moment had excited him, as his cock thickened and swelled not three feet away from her. He wondered if she somehow knew that he wasn't wearing anything under the desk.

Finally, she'd smiled, gracing him again with her soft brown eyes before leaving his office.

Watching her leave, Josh had been suddenly overcome...pushing his chair back and away from his desk, he'd stroked himself hard and fast in front of his open door...listening to the sounds of the busy office...imaging that she was standing in front of him, watching him, as she shot his load on the floor between his bare feet.

"Knock knock," Dana said, standing in the doorway, suddenly breaking his reverie.

Josh waited as she entered.

Coming around the desk, she faced him, smiling.

"Lemme see," she said.

Turning his chair, Josh exposed himself to her. His cock thickened at her, swelling between his bare thighs.

"Mmmm," Dana cooed, "I see you're getting better at this Joshie."

Smiling down at him, she ran her fingers though his hair gently as he reached full erection.

It had been three weeks since Dana had initially confronted him, showing him the video of himself, naked, jerking off in his office. She'd also shown him the collection of videos she'd kept on her hard drive, at least fifty, by Josh's shocked estimation.

She'd blackmailed him to do her will ever since...becoming increasingly demanding...making him go completely naked in public, even out on the sidewalk, and jerk off in front of strangers.

Now, she made him remove his slacks, socks and shoes every morning and sit behind his desk, wearing just his shirt and tie, while she kept the rest of his clothes in her own office.

She also made him leave his door open. 

Watching people pass in the hall outside of his office scared him to death...and yet, he found it somehow incredibly exciting...to the point of beating off right at his desk while the busy office whirred around him.

With a possible vice-presidency merely a year away, and with years of hard work to get where he was at...Josh had chosen to do as she demanded instead of risking his future, and quite possibly, his past.

He knew that discovery meant not only no vice-presidency, but he would be blacklisted from ever working as an executive in the industry again.

Now though, he figured that was probably all gone anyway.

He'd been seen walking naked on the sidewalk behind Dana. He'd been seen naked and hard in the lobby. He'd even been seen masturbating in the alleyway.

Suddenly, the memory of Dana's full, soft, breasts in his face made his cock jump and he winced.

On the trip back to the office afterwards, he'd been seen by at least a dozen people or more. Kindly, though, and quite unexpectedly, Dana had him wait in the stairwell outside of their floor as she retrieved his clothes from her office.

He'd been scared to death the whole time, straining to hear any signs of life beyond the door. But returning as quickly as she'd promised, Dana handed him his clothes and smiled patiently as he dressed.

They were late returning for the meeting, but Dana had done an excellent job covering for them, explaining that they'd run into unexpected construction on the road.

Mr. Cleary had accepted the explanation, and Josh made it through the remainder of the day unscathed.

In the ensuing weeks, Josh sweated every moment of every day...expecting the worst. He knew he'd probably been captured by the lobby cameras...but strangely, nothing had, as of yet, come of it.

Although his paranoia had reached epic proportions...he suspected every odd look, every seemingly knowing smile, still, he couldn't believe that nobody had mentioned his exposure.

It was strange.

And yet, it was the subject of each and every one of his furious masturbatory fantasies since...picturing himself naked in the alleyway, fucking Dana's pretty hand as she exposed her gorgeous tits to him.

Not only was the public exposure incredibly exciting for Josh, but secretly, in spite of his shame, or perhaps because of it, the power she exerted over him...when she made him strip naked and masturbate for her...made him throb.

"What you thinking about babe?" Dana chuckled, standing over him.

Josh's cock jumped and pulled at the sight of her.

"Oh, I..uhm..." Josh stammered, embarrassed. It was almost as if she could read his mind and had caught him fantasizing about her.

"Joshie," Dana said sweetly down at him, "I came to tell you that we're going to have lunch with a few of the girls from the secretary pool...I'll come get you."

Josh's heart stopped.

Frozen in time, he stared, wide-eyed in shock at her.

"Dana..." he started, visibly shaken by her statement.

Without another word, Dana smiled wickedly at him before turning to go.

Watching her leave, Josh sat in fear and disbelief.

At the same time, Marcy placed her hand on the women's restroom door and pushed it open, stepping through it.

Mr. Cleary was bent over the sink, completely nude, with his eyes closed, pulling on his penis. "Oh...Dana..." he moaned softly, unaware of Marcy's presence.

"Mr. Clearly?" Marcy blurted, with her hand still holding the door open.

Mr. Clearly jumped, as if he'd been touched by electricity. Spinning, he faced Marcy and tried to cover himself. Frantic, he stammered like a kid caught stealing.

"Muh...Marcy!"

"Oh god, Marcy," he said, panicking. His eyes widened in terror, searching frantically for his clothes.

"What...what are you doing?" Marcy asked, sounding shocked at the sight of him.

"Please..." Mr. Cleary said, trying to regain himself, as if that were possible.

"Please, Marcy...I can explain..."

Despite his utter shock at being caught, Marcy noticed Mr. Cleary's hard little cock poking from between his fingers, as he stood naked and mortified in front of her. Suddenly, he looked less like her boss and more like a pathetic little boy caught jerking off and Marcy laughed...unable to stop herself.

"Why are you naked in the women's restroom Mr. Cleary?" she said finally, taking a serious tone.

"Please don't say anything," Mr. Cleary begged, obviously ashamed and frantic at being caught.

Marcy seized the opportunity.

"I don't know..." she said, "catching you naked, jerking off in the women's restroom is pretty weird..." she allowed her voice to trail off...leaving a menacing silence hanging between them.

"Please...." Mr. Clearly begged again, more urgently. "Please Marcy," he said, near the point of tears, "I'll do anything..."

"Anything?" she said, releasing the door as it closed.

In Josh's office, he sat, staring dumbly at the standard issue office clock hanging from the wall.

It was lunch time.

Since Dana had left, he'd sat, unmoving, terrified, playing out endless possible scenarios in his head.

What had she meant by "a few of the girls?" Did she intend to completely destroy him now?

He could have easily walked away from all of it then and there. He could have...walked half naked down the hall in front of everyone?

That thought stopped him dead.

He'd be finished for sure, if not worse.

Damn Dana. 

She'd trapped him in her insane little game and he'd allowed it. He'd been too worried about a future that was likely gone now to tear away from her. 

Or, was that the real truth?

Shaking his head, he pushed away the images of her and the things she made him do as his cock thickened at them.

She was exciting, dirty, crazy, dangerous, and so powerful. Her cunning intelligence obviously far outweighed his. Each and every time he's mustered the courage to challenger her, she's been steps ahead of him.

And, truthfully, it turned him on to do the things they'd done. His rising cock confirmed it...yet...while admitting it to himself brought him some strange sense of relief, still...he couldn't shake his fear.

Each and every encounter with her had gotten bolder, crazier...more exciting. He'd managed thus far to escape them unscathed...at least it seemed that way...but where would it end? 

His dreams of the vice-presidency, and maybe one day...more, were likely just dreams now that he'd allowed them to slip away...or more appropriately, be taken from him because of his own twisted desires, brought out by Dana.

She'd caught him masturbating naked in his office, and what she was doing was wrong...but in the end, he had himself to blame.

She was a crazy bitch for sure...yet...deep down, she excited him beyond comprehension.

"Ready?" Dana said, as if on cue, from the doorway.

"Ready...?" he repeated dumbly, as if she'd spoken Chinese.

"It's lunch time babe," Dana giggled.

Her short skirt teased just below her crotch. Her shapely, bare legs were delicious. Slightly unbuttoned, her blouse fell open at the top, revealing a cleavage line that disappeared into it, transforming itself into two, heavy, perfectly formed breasts that rose and fell with her breathing. Under the blouse, they were obviously bare.

Josh felt the now familiar mixture of fear and excitement in his belly as his cock thickened, rising, pulsating at the sight of her.

He pushed it away.

It didn't matter anymore.

"Dana," he said, defeated, "it doesn't matter anymore," and dropped his head.

"Doesn't it?" Dana said, smiling, taking a step towards him.

Down the hall, in the women's restroom, Mr. Cleary sat on the edge of the sink in front of the mirror, naked and barefooted with his legs stretched out in front of him.

His hard little cock pointed straight up between his fleshy thighs and barely reached the underside of his belly as he slowly stroked it in front of Marcy.

"Stroke your dick Mr. Cleary," Marcy said not two feet from him. 

Marcy was so pretty as he gorged on her long, blonde hair and ice-blue eyes.

His hand moved faster on his cock.

"Slow down Mr. Cleary," Marcy said, pulling her cellphone from the pocket of her slacks.

"Beat that little cock nice and slow...."

Mr. Cleary moaned...slowing his hand. He could hardly breathe as he masturbated, naked in front of Marcy in the women's restroom. 

Back in Josh's office, Dana smiled. "Come with me Josh," she said, extending a hand downwards.

Josh sat in his chair unmoving, staring at his desk.

Slowly, Dana pushed a small, thin, black flash drive across it.

"Josh," she said, this flash drive contains all the videos of you that I've taken...jerking off naked in your office...there's over forty of them."

Josh stared, lifeless, at the flash drive.

It just didn't matter anymore.

Kneeling beside him, Dana took his chin gently in her hand and turned his head to face her. Her beautiful blue eyes softened, searching his.

"Josh," she said gently, almost lovingly, "remember when you were naked in the lobby and those women saw you?"

Josh nodded dumbly.

Dana flicked her eyes at the flash drive in front of him.

Suddenly, Josh's own eyes widened in understanding.

Snapping his head around, he stared at her.

"That's right babe," she smiled, "it's all right there, and other places."

"But...how...?" Josh said, his voice dying a slow death.

"Babe," Dana said softly, pressing her hand into his bare thigh...an act that did not go unnoticed by his cock.

"I'm hurt..." she mocked softly. "Don't you think that if I can tap into your webcam, I can't do the same with the security cameras? Please babe, that's insulting."

Josh stared in shocked silence as a shiver of fear crept slowly up his spine.

"Now," she stated flatly, massaging his inner thigh, inches from his steadily growing cock, "you have two choices."

Josh winced as she increased the pressure, digging her nails lightly, but not too painfully into his inner thigh. His cock stiffened, growing fully erect.

"You can do as I ask, and I promise, it will all work out in the end, or...you can choose to walk away, and all of the videos I've taken go directly to the police Josh."

The police?

Josh swallowed hard. Threatening to expose him at work was one thing, but the police was another matter entirely.

"And remember babe," she smiled, running a finger along his inner thigh, so close to his now throbbing cock, "I really will do it, you should know that by now."

"Oh god...no...Dana...please..." Josh found himself begging.

"Mmm...Dana please..." she mocked gently, teasing him. "You know that makes me wet, naughty boy."

"What's it gonna be babe?" she pressed. Wrapping her soft fingers around the fleshy hardness of his shaft, she squeezed. 

Closing his eyes, a moan escaped him.

"Are we going to have some more fun?" Dana said, slowly stroking him, pulling hard.

With seemingly little choice, Josh acquiesced...nodding.

"Good!" Dana exclaimed, excited, releasing his cock.

Standing, she extended a hand.

Taking it, Josh stood.

His hard cock jutted straight out from beneath the flaps of his shirt, bouncing slightly with his movement. The thick, swollen veins that lined it filled with the blood rushing through them.

"Oh wait," Dana said, as if she'd just remembered something, pulling him towards the door, "take off your shirt and tie and leave them here babe."

As if in a dream, Josh loosened his tie, pulling it over his head, and dropped it on the desk. Unbuttoning his shirt, he pulled it off and left it next to his tie.

Totally naked in front of Dana, his cock pounded and throbbed at her.

Grasping it, Dana squeezed.

Josh moaned.

Pulling it, Dana led Josh by the cock, out of the door and into the hallway.

Releasing him, she slapped at his naked rear.

"Let's go to the lunchroom babe," she said.

Although it was lunch time, the sounds of the office surrounded him. Some people were still at work in the offices that lined either side of the hall...Josh would have to walk, totally nude and hard right past them.

Without daring a sideways glance, he placed one bare foot in front of the other, feeling the carpet under his feet.

His senses screamed, his nipples grew erect. In front of him, his cock felt like hot iron as it bobbed and bounced.

Passing first one office, then the next, Josh stared straight on...walking with Dana behind him, until they reached the secretary pool on their left.

Daring a glance, Josh saw the pretty black woman who'd come into his office with a message. She sat busy at her computer, unaware of the totally naked man not several feet away.

Suddenly, she looked up at Josh.

Her mouth dropped open.

Josh swallowed hard, and his cock jumped at the idea of being naked and exposed right in front of her at work.




Josh's Dilemma: Mr. Cleary



"Hi Willa," Dana said as if there was nothing at all unusual about it.

"Hi..." Willa returned, staring at Josh.

Standing in front of the secretary area, totally nude made Josh feel more than exposed. He felt somehow, naked inside. His cock swelled even harder at Willa's gaze...pulling so hard it hurt.

"Isn't it exciting Josh?" Dana said, within full earshot of Willa. "Look at you, all naked and hard right in front of her."

Josh could hardly breathe.

As they continued, Willa looked on, watching Josh walk totally naked through the building while Dana followed, fully-clothed behind him.

Finally, they were beyond the secretary pool and Dana stepped beside him. Taking his hand, she pulled him to the right, into the lunchroom.

To Josh's complete horror, around the table in the center of the room, sat four women; he recognized them all from the secretary pool.

"Hi girls," Dana said, excited, as she pulled Josh, naked and hard into the room.

Looking at Dana in complete shock, he gaped.

"Isn't this what you want, Joshie?" Dana teased, slapping Josh playfully on the ass in front of the women.

Despite his total horror and shame at being nude, Josh felt his hurt. It rose and fell in front of him with his heartbeat.

His nipples were erect with excitement.

Four sets of female eyes roamed his naked body as his own darted between them, each in turn.

He couldn't think straight.

His hand went to his cock on its own accord.

"That's it, Josh," Dana cooed hotly, standing next to him, "stroke your big, fat cock for the ladies..."

Closing his eyes, totally lost in the excitement of being naked and hard in front of them, Josh stroked, unable to stop.

His cock throbbed in his fist as he closed his fingers around his shaft and pulled, jerking himself from the base, up over the head and back down again. The head of his cock turned and angry purple as pre-cum formed at the swollen tip.

Running his hand over it, he moaned as it slickened.

"Yeah...stroke that cock Josh," one of the woman at the table, a pretty redhead said.

"Do it..." another one said.

Shaking her shock at what she'd just seen, Willa's curiosity had gotten the best of her, and she now stood in the doorway of the lunchroom, staring at Josh as well.

Josh now stood naked in the room, stroking himself in front of six women.

Leaning in to Josh, Dana pressed her soft breasts into his naked flesh. Running her tongue slowly over his earlobe, she whispered, "Didn't I tell you that I would have you naked and jerking off in front of the pretty women from the secretary pool?"

Josh made a gargling sound from the back of his throat and beat himself faster.

"You're gonna cum right here in front of them, aren't you babe?" Dana whispered dirty in his ear.

Not ten yard away, in the women's restroom, Mr. Cleary moaned hard. 

"Please...Marcy..." he begged, holding his cock in his hand, lying naked on the floor under her.

"Please let me cum..." he implored.

Marcy giggled, snapping away with her cellphone.

"Not yet," she said simply. "Keep stroking....slowly."

Opening his eyes in the lunchroom, Josh scanned the women one by one. They all watched intently, waiting for him to cum.

Next to him, Dana slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

"Look babe," she said teasing.

Glancing at Dana, Josh saw her gorgeous cleavage and whimpered.

Instantly, orgasm threatened.

Rocking up on the balls of his bare feet, he jerked hard and fast, moaning loudly in front of the women.

But in the women's restroom, Mr. Cleary could take no more and came...his small cock exploded in his hand, sending thick ropes of cum straight into the air above him, where they arched and turned, landing and splattering his chest, belly and legs, covering himself with his own cum.

"WOW!" Marcy said, stepping back. Hurriedly, she lifted her cellphone in front of her, capturing it all on video.

"OH GOD!...DANA....GOD..." Josh yelled in the lunchroom, stroking fast and hard...he came. His cock jumped in his palm, sending his cum juice everywhere.

He splattered the floor in front of him, pumping it out, moaning loudly over and over.

The women at the table cheered, catcalling.

Pressing her soft breasts into him, Dana smiled wickedly. "Cum dirty boy," she said, her beautiful, blue eyes on fire.

Beating himself harder, Josh kept cumming...as his knees buckled and he fell forward, crashing to the floor at Dana's feet.

"Good boy," Dana cooed, stroking his hair as he looked up at her.

As Josh beat himself, Dana lovingly pressed his face into her crotch, pushing him into it through her skirt.

"Oh god, Dana," Josh whimpered, pulling the last of his crazy orgasm through his cock, feeling her warm wetness against his face.

Finally...he was done.

On his knees, he knelt, naked at Dana's feet in front of the women, and grasped her skirt...pressing his face into it, ashamed.

The room was silent as the women processed what they'd just witnessed.

Josh stared up at dumbly up at Dana.

Stroking his hair, Dana smiled down at Josh.

In the restroom, Mr. Cleary had finished, and lay in a pool of his own cum on the floor. Shame and fear filled him instantly.

"Please, Marcy, don't tell," he begged at her.

Smiling, Marcy dropped her phone in her pocket.

"Where's your clothes?" she said simply.

Nodding, Mr. Cleary indicated towards the trash can on the wall where Dana had stuffed them.

Gingerly, she retrieved them, wrapping them in her arms, leaving only his shoes.

Mr. Cleary stared in horror.

"Guess you won't be needing these," Marcy giggled, pulling the door open.

"Wait! Marcy!" Mr. Cleary exclaimed...terrified at the prospect of being left naked in the women's restroom.

But it was too late, she was gone.

In the lunchroom, Dana helped Josh to his feet. Standing naked in front of the room full of women, he dropped his head in shame and embarrassment at what he'd just done.

He knew he was ruined.

"Ladies," Dana announced, suddenly, taking Josh by the hand, "I want you to meet our soon-to-be, new vice president."

As the women applauded softly, filling the room with the sound of clapping, Josh stared in shock at Dana.

Smiling, Dana kissed his cheek lightly. 

"You won't be needing your clothes anymore," she said, smiling in earnest.

With his head still swimming, he wondered if she meant that he was to stay naked all the time.

Staring at her, he suddenly felt the room full of women closing around him. It was too much to process.

"Did I miss the fun?" Marcy said, from the doorway, just as Josh felt his head swim.



Josh's Dilemma: Resolved



Josh awoke with a start at the sound of the alarm. His morning wood throbbed, sticking straight out from his body as he pulled himself into a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

Coming slowly to life like the pre-dawn light creeping into his room, he suddenly remembered that he had been dreaming about Dana. 

In the dream, they were somewhere far away...another town, Josh thought. Dana was dressed in a powder blue skirt, high heels and matching blouse...while he had been stark naked.

The fictional dream-town had been populated with people going about their daily business, and he'd walked along, completely naked next to Dana, while they stopped and gaped at him.

Now awake, sitting on the bed, he tried to shake the images from his consciousness. But his cock felt like a chunk of hot iron between his legs, pulsating and throbbing at the memory of the dream.

It was Monday morning; four days after Dana had informed him of her little secret...that she'd been capturing him on video, naked in his office, stroking himself, by using his own webcam. 

She'd then proceeded to blackmail him, making him strip naked in her office in front of her, before parading him through the building and out onto the upper parking deck.

Josh's mouth felt dry.

The entire experience had been humiliating. 

She'd made him stand there; totally nude, in front of all the tall building windows and masturbate, right out in public. While he felt pretty sure that the buildings had been mostly empty at that time in the evening, still, there was no way to be certain if anyone had actually seen him or not.

The following day at work, nobody seemed any the wiser, and Dana had been absent, leaving him to his own mental torture throughout the day.

He questioned every look, every comment, desperately trying to see behind them...wondering if the person he was talking to at any given moment knew about his dirty secret.

He didn't stay late that night. He didn't know if he could ever stay late again.

The weekend had been pure hell.

Josh had busied himself trying to push it from his mind. Still, it was always there, standing silently behind him, like some giant, grey monster, waiting to spring on him at the first false move.

At least, that's how he felt.

So far, at least, Dana had seemed to keep her promise. Nobody at work had yet given any open indication of knowing about his situation.

That was good, of course, but he wondered if it would stay that way. Dana had promised him it would as long as he did as he was told. And he had. 

Little had he known though, at the time, that would involve being totally nude and jerking off out in public for her while she masturbated in her panties.

The sight of her returned, and his cock responded by jumping a little. His hand instinctively went to it, feeling it.

Snatching his hand away, he shook his head to clear it.

Secretly, Josh thought Dana was gorgeous. In fact, she was probably the hottest woman he knew. Her blue eyes pierced him. The swell of her cleavage teased him...he longed to see those magnificent breasts fully bared.

He thought about how she had looked at him in her chair...legs spread wide, peering up at him from under her dark bangs, slowly unbuttoning her blouse.

His cock pulled at him again.

Moving to his computer, he shoved his thoughts away again and sat down, going about his daily before-work routine.

At this point in time, he had no idea what to do about Dana. It was unfair for sure. If anyone were to find out that liked to strip and jerk off to porn in his office, he'd be fired and probably blacklisted.

With a year to a possible vice-presidency, Josh could ill afford that. But he also didn't know how far Dana would go or whether he could take it.

Opening his browser, he checked his personal email.

The first one on the list was from Dana.

Josh froze.

His heart stopped.

Coming to life again, slowly, he clicked it, and waited nervously as it opened.

"Hi sexy," it read. "Sorry I wasn't there on Friday...wasn't feeling well. Hope you had a great day. Can you do me a big favor today Joshie? Please don't wear anything under your clothes today...no underwear or undershirt. See you at work, Dana xoxo."

This was crazy.

Josh read the email over, several times in disbelief, hoping somehow, insanely, that it would somehow say something different. 

But it didn't.

He felt sick to his stomach.

Dana was clearly crazy, and dangerous.

His cock hurt, pressing upwards into the keyboard tray. All nine inches of it pounded and throbbed, begging for attention. 

He thought of Dana standing in front of him in the parking lot, as he knelt, naked, stroking himself. 

She'd spread her luscious thighs, sliding a hand into her panties...then, she'd fingered herself in front of him, moaning and cumming as he pounded himself to oblivion. Her blouse had been open, exposing a goodly amount of cleavage to his greedy eyes, right down to the tops of her swollen aureola.

He'd cum harder than he could remember cumming before, shooting his orgasm out in long ropes, over and over, right at her feet.

Standing, he shoved the chair back and closed the keyboard tray, slamming it harder than he wanted to, as his swollen organ bounced in front of him.

"Jeezus fuck!" he shouted to the room. 

He was angry with himself.

How the fuck could he have gotten himself into this situation in the first place?

Years of busting his ass...kissing ass...working 50 and 60 hours a week, sucking up to clients...the endless cycles of bullshit...and now, with the prize in front of him, he stood to lose everything...all because this crazy bitch had filmed in jerking off at work.

She was crazy, and he hated her for what she was doing...but...each and every time he thought about her...how beautiful she was...his mind wandered to her fingers in her panties and her nearly-exposed breasts...every time he thought about how she forced him...his cock swelled hard, betraying his anger.

There seemed to be nothing he could do about it.

Glancing at the clock, he saw he'd better hurry.

Grabbing his slacks, shirt and tie from the closet, he laid them on the bed. Taking a slug of mouthwash, he ran a comb through his hair and opened his underwear drawer.

Then, he closed it.

Donning his clothes, he felt the strange sensation of his naked cock against the inner material of the leg of his slacks. 

Ignoring it, Josh left his apartment and headed to his car.

Finding his spot on the parking deck, he waited alone in front of the elevator. As he entered, there was four of him reflected in the mirror-lined walls.

Just days ago, they had reflected a very different scene: A totally naked Josh, touching himself while a fully-clothed and intoxicating Dana stood so close, nearly touching him, as she whispered hotly into his ear.

As his cock rose, free of constraint into the front of his slacks, Josh tried again to wipe Dana from his mind. But he feared that the elevator would forever make that impossible.

Making his way along the carpeted hall, Josh passed the secretary area, remembering how Dana had teased him there, asking him what it would feel like if all the pretty girls in the building could see him naked and hard.

Josh was trembling by the time he reached his office.

Turning into to it, he stopped dead in his tracks.

Dana was waiting for him.

Standing in front of his desk, Dana smiled at him. She was wearing an incredibly short black skirt, pumps, and a tight, white, button up blouse. She's pulled her beautiful dark waves back into a severe ponytail that hung down her back, leaving her long bangs hanging free over her forehead...her beautiful blue eyes were on fire as she greeted him.

Josh couldn't help noticing that she wasn't wearing pantyhose. Her luscious bare legs disappeared into her pumps.

She was absolutely indecent...and so fucking sexy.

"Hi hottie," Dana smiled.

In spite of himself, Josh's cock thickened.

"Dana...please..." he started, already in weak protest.

"Mmmn," she cooed, sweetly, running a hand over her bare thigh, and sticking her tongue out at him..."Dana please...I like that."

"Did you do as I asked sweety?"

Josh fell silent as she waited.

"Well? Did you?" Dana pressed again.

"Yeah, uh, yes..." Josh stammered, embarrassed.

His cock was beginning to form a tent at the front of his slacks, as Dana gobbled him with her pretty eyes.

"Lemme see." She said flatly.

"Dana..."

"Joshie, let's get this straight again okay?" Dana said, seriously.

Opening her hand, she showed Josh a thin, black flash drive, resting in her dainty palm.

"Remember?" she teased with a naughty wink.

While he could have easily snatched the drive away and overpowered her, he'd been through that a million times and each time led to a very bad outcome for him.

"Right here?" he asked weakly, swallowing hard.

"Right here babe," she smiled back.

Josh moved to close the door.

"Leave it open Josh."

Swallowing hard a second time, Josh loosened his belt with trembling hands while Dana eyed his crotch.

Josh was terrified of exposing himself in the office with the door open...but his cock pressing hard into his slacks.

"C'mon, Josh," Dans said greedily, "I wanna see that big, fat cock."

Opening his fly, he pushed the waistband of his slacks down slowly to his knees in front of Dana.

His dick sprang up, bouncing slightly in front of him...lined with thick veins, they swelled with the blood rushing through it. The head of it was already turning an angry purple.

In spite of his fear of being caught, he was excited...it was becoming difficult to breathe.

Dana sucked her breath through her teeth.

"God it's so big," she said, admiring it.

"But babe," she said suddenly, breaking into a fit of laughter, "I only meant for you to unzip your pants and show me."

Josh turned three shades of red and grabbed quickly at his slacks to pull them up.

"But since you have them around your knees," Dana giggled, "drop 'em to your ankles."

Josh froze.

"Dana," he began, stammering, "but the door's open...what if someone comes in?"

Suddenly, Dana shifted her weight to one foot. Resting her hand on her bare, outer thigh, she moved it closer to her crotch.

"I know," she said, heavily, "isn't it exciting?'

"What if one of the pretty secretaries came in here right now and saw you with your big, hard cock all out? Wouldn't that be hot, Josh?"

Josh's cock throbbed hard in spite of himself.

"Please Josh?" Dana begged sweetly with her eyes, batting her thick lashes at him.

Then she dangled the flash drive with an evil grin.

Josh dropped his pants to his ankles.

Through the open door, he could hear the sounds of the day. Telephones rang. People talked. Papers shuffled.

To Dana's delight, a small spot of precum formed at the tip of his jutting cock. She squealed, clapping her hands together.

"This is turning you on huh?" she said like a kid in a candy store.

"Dana, please..." Josh begged. "I don't want to get caught like this."

Dana already had a hand under her skirt. 

"But Josh," she teased. "Isn't that the whole thrill of it? That you might get caught?"

Josh was speechless.

"I want to see you naked," Dana said, spreading her legs wider. "Take off every last stitch right now babe...I wanna look at you and make myself cum..."

Josh's mouth went dry as his cock jumped.

As he was reaching for his tie, the phone rang.

Picking up the receiver, Dana handed it to him.

With his pants around his ankles, merely a few feet from his open door...his hard cock sticking straight out in front of him, Josh spoke into it.

It was Mr. Cleary, Josh's immediate boss.

"Yes sir," he answered rather meekly, "I'll be there."

"I've got a meeting," Josh said somewhat triumphantly, handing the receiver to Dana and pulling his pants up.

"I know," she giggled, "let's go."

Josh's face fell.

In the boardroom, Mr. Cleary, and several others, men and women, were already seated around the giant, rectangular table. 

Taking a spot at the end, Josh sat in one of black leather chairs on casters...Dana sat next to him, and scooted closer...much closer than necessary...a fact that seem to surprise Mr. Cleary.

Josh was nervous.

"Josh...Dana," Mr. Cleary nodded once they were seated.

Josh noticed that the other women in the room were dressed quite a bit more conservatively than Dana. Most wore slacks. The contrast between them and Dana's gorgeous bared legs and delicious cleavage line was very stark. 

Her dark tresses hung behind her in a ponytail that reached her waist. Her short skirt teased, threatening to expose a hint of bare bottom with every step. Her large, unconfined breasts swayed easily.

Josh had observed that she moved with a simple, natural, grace when she'd crossed the room. 

She was comfortable with herself. 

Dana was by far the most beautiful woman present...in fact, she was stunning...and...she was dressed like some kind of middle-aged man office fantasy slut.

That fact wasn't lost on the others in the room either. 

While several of the men had stared with open lust when Dana passed in front of them, a few of the women appeared to be less than happy, even hostile.

Still, nothing was said about Dana's appearance. 

"Good," Mr. Clearly began, "now that we're here, let's get to work."

As the meeting progressed, Josh offered his piece in turn, and fell silent as it moved away from his areas of responsibility.

Next to him, Dana tapped his arm and pointed, indicating below the table.

Following her finger, his eyes fell between her legs. She'd spread her knees wide apart, causing her skirt to ride up nearly to her waist, revealing the white snatch of panty between her thighs.

Josh felt his cock stir, and quickly snapped his eyes to the front.

Dana shoved a sticky note in front of him on the table.

"Take your cock out," it read, "push your pants around your knees :)"

She was insane, and he ignored her.

While the others around the table focused their attention on Mr. Cleary, who now stood at the end, writing on the portable whiteboard, Dana slid another sticky note in front of Josh.

"Take it out now or I give the flash drive to Cleary :)"

A smiley face? Really? Josh thought. He was beginning to sweat.

Turning, he stole a glance at Dana as his jaw came unhinged.

She'd spread her legs wider apart under the table and was slowly fingering herself inside of her panties below it.

Josh's mouth went dry again and he swallowed twice.

His dick stood straight up in his slacks, stretching the front of them ludicrously in a raging boner.

Dana casually laid the flash drive on the table in front of her.

Josh panicked. 

A long, palatable shiver of sheer terror engulfed him, running the length of his spine and gripping his bowels.

Dana smiled innocently at him, slowly rubbing circles around her clit, then cleared her throat loudly.

Mr. Cleary stopped his presentation. All eyes turned towards Josh and Dana.

"Excuse me," Dana apologized, pulling her hand from her panties. 

Fiddling with the flash drive, she tapped it lightly on the table, momentarily drawing everyone's attention to it.

"Dry throat," she said.

With that she smiled again at Josh who sat ramrod straight in his seat, sweating bullets.

"Of course," Mr. Cleary said, turning back to his presentation.

With the attention off of him again, Josh swallowed hard and with trembling hands, reached for his belt and unfastened it under the table.

Dana watched, fascinated.

Opening his fly, Josh slowly took hold of his waistband and pulled, working it down as discreetly as possible. His cock was already exposed through the open fly, standing straight up, hard, to just below the edge of the table.

Moving as slowly as possible, Josh shifted slightly in his seat, raising his hips and pulling his pants down, over his rear to his knees.

Settling back in the leather chair, he breathed a sigh of relief, sliding his chair closer to the table, until the tip of his standing cock just brushed under the edge of it.

In spite of everything, Josh couldn't believe he was hard.

Taking stock, his mind reeled. 

He was sitting in the boardroom during a meeting, with his pants around his knees as his throbbing dick scraped the underside of the table. Next to him, Dana slipped a hand into her panties again.

One false move and the room would become aware of his situation.

It was too insane to process...yet, Josh discovered that it was becoming more difficult to breathe.

Under the table, his cock ached and pounded with excitement...he could hardly keep from touching himself.

Noting his movement, a woman on the opposite side of the table turned her head towards Josh and smiled.

Josh smiled back meekly. 

He turned several shades of red before she looked less happily at Dana, and then refocused her attention on Mr. Cleary.

Suddenly, he felt Dana's breath in his ear.

"God babe, you're hot," she whispered. "Play with yourself..."

Somehow, she'd managed to unbutton the top two buttons on her blouse, exposing an amount of cleavage to him. Involuntarily, his eyes dropped to the fleshy tops of her large breasts...and his hand found his cock under the table.

Slowly, he moved it...stroking himself quietly, from the base, up the shaft to the underside of the head, and back down again.

He was mortified, scared, and yet, crazy with lust, all at the same time.

He couldn't believe he was actually stroking his cock in the meeting.

As Dana leaned in closer, the top of her blouse fell open, slightly, but enough for him to see right down to the upper edges of the swollen circles of her pink aureole. Her breasts made his cock jump in his palm.

Dana smiled wickedly up at him from beneath her dark bangs...her blues eyes were on fire. 

She was so hot, so incredibly beautiful, Josh realized again, squeezing the length of his swollen dick under the table.

She was also crazy and dangerous...he could smell her excitement.

But Josh's hand moved over his hard-on under the table, pulling on it, pushing it to the side, tugging it upwards.

The reality was that Dana was blackmailing him. She was forcing him to do this...just as she had forced him to go naked in the parking lot.

And just moments ago, she'd nearly played her hand in the boardroom. 

Josh's cock swelled even harder. 

Dana smiled sweetly at him, nodding her approval. Her dark bangs fell across her eyes, almost hiding the left one. Roaming her body, with his own, Josh took in every inch of her, gorging on her, stopping at her delicious, bare thighs. 

Inwardly he despised himself for it, but he couldn't stop.

She was so sexy, so irresistible...making him do things he would never do otherwise...and he would easily have done them for her without the blackmail. God, she seemed to know exactly what turned him on to the point of no return. 

He'd even masturbated, thinking about her the day after the parking lot incident...afterwards recoiling from it as if he'd been burned...but secretly...he had to admit to himself that the very thought of her made him hard.

And now, he here was, doing her will again, stroking his hard cock under the table for her.

"Okay, any questions?" Mr. Cleary's voice suddenly broke Josh's reverie, snapping him back.

Josh froze as Mr. Cleary eyed him.

"No sir," he stammered, holding his cock.

Mr. Cleary glanced around the table and received the same answer from each person.

"Good," he said finally. "Let's call it lunchtime then, and we'll be back here in say, an hour."

One by one, people stood and left the room as Josh gripped himself under the table, in fear and excitement, refusing to meet anyone's eye.




Josh's Dilemma: Resolved



"Josh? Dana?" Mr. Clearly, the last one to leave, turned to them from the whiteboard. "A few of us are meeting at Charlie's for lunch, would you care to join us?"

Josh was speechless. "I..uhm, I mean..." he stammered, his voice dying in his throat.

"Thank you sir, but we're going to stay here and go over some stuff," Dana smiled sweetly at Mr. Cleary, coming to Josh's rescue.

"Fine then," Mr. Cleary nodded. "By the way," he said before leaving the room, "you two have been doing a fine job."

"Thank you sir," Dana smiled again.

Josh nodded dumbly.

At last, Mr. Cleary exited, leaving the boardroom empty save for Josh and Dana.

Josh blew out, exhaling deeply.

"God that was hot," Dana said, standing.

Moving to pull his pants up, Josh pushed back from the table.

"No hun," Dana said quickly. "Take off everything."

"What?" Josh said, shocked.

"You heard me sweety, get naked."

"But Dana," Josh protested, pointing at the open door. "What if someone comes in?"

Dana giggled wickedly.

Crossing the room to the doorway, she stuck her head out.

"Everyone's at lunch honey," she said, turning back to Josh. "Now, please, babe, get those clothes off...shoes, socks, everything...I want you totally naked."

Josh eyed the flash drive on the table.

"Oh," Dana laughed, "I told you before that if anything happens to me babe, those videos of you jerking off naked in your office will go out anyway."

"I know...I know," Josh said, resigned.

"One day honey," Dana began sweetly, stepping closer, "maybe, one day, when I've gained your full trust, we won't need those videos..."

Maybe there was a way out after all, and Josh seized it.

"Dana, you don't have to blackmail me. I would do what you want anyway," Josh smiled, trying to sound convincing. 

"Mmmm..." she cooed. "I'm not as dumb as you think babe," she said seriously, then giggled again. 

"Now get those clothes off...shoes first."

As Dana watched eagerly, and with little choice, Josh pushed first one shoe off, then the other, using his feet. Then, he dropped his pants to his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving them on the floor. Reaching for his tie, he loosened it, pulled it over his head, and dropped it on the table.

Dana smiled again and eyed his cock.

Finally, Josh unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, dropping it on the chair.

His socks were last. 

He stood, totally nude, barefoot, and hard in the boardroom in front of Dana...his clothes scattered between the table, chair and floor.

His cock pointed straight at her.

The thick veins stood out as it throbbed upwards with his heartbeat. All nine inches of it stretched the skin around his shaft tightly.

"God it's big," Dana cooed sexily. "You're so hot Josh," she said, licking her lips.

"Dana," Josh begged, "please...what if someone comes in here?"

"Oh god," she said with emphasis on the word god, "it makes me wet when you say, Dana please..."

Moving quickly, Dana gathered his clothes as well as the flash drive from the table as Josh stood watching, helpless and naked, on display in the boardroom, in front of her.

"C'mon babe," she winked at him with his clothes in her arms, "we've got an hour." With that, Dana turned to leave the room.

"Dana wait!" Josh exclaimed behind her. But Dana was already through the door.

Josh panicked.

Naked and hard, with no way to cover himself, Josh padded across the carpeted floor after her.

Every nerve in his body stood on end as he walked naked behind Dana through the reception area. Spinning his head, he tried to see everywhere at once.

The desks by the secretary area were thankfully empty. It seems that she was right, everyone had gone to lunch.

A phone rang behind a door to his left and scared the hell out of him. 

Dana stopped and turned to face him.

"Wait here babe," she said, "I'm just going to grab the bag. I'll be right back."

"No, wait, Dana," Josh implored, "don't leave me here..."

Dana softened. 

"Oh beautiful man," she said gently, eyeing Josh's nudeness. "Don't worry, your Dana will be right back, I promise..." she said, smiling in earnest, referring to herself in the third person.

Josh watched, helpless, as Dana disappeared down the hall with his clothes, turning into her office. 

Despite the fact that he was totally naked, or perhaps because of it, his senses were alive. 

Every sound was magnified a hundred fold. Josh was scared to death, and yet, somehow, the thought that he was completely nude at work, during the day, made his cock throb and pull, and jump. 

He could be caught at any moment. But that somehow made him shiver with desire. His nipples were erect. He felt the air on his bare skin and the carpet under his feet.

Josh closed his eyes; his hand strayed towards his cock.

"Ready babe?" Dana reappeared in the hallway, smiling at his hand on his cock. The same bag that she'd kept his clothes in before hung from her shoulder.

"Ready?" Josh repeated, shocked, yanking his hand away. He was ashamed that she'd caught him.

"Good, let's go," she said, stepping towards him.

"Go?" Josh said again dumbly.

In answer, Dana stepped closer still, until the skin of her thigh nearly brushed the tip of Josh's hard penis, and lightly pressed her breasts into his bare chest.

"Joshie, I know this turns you on. You might as well admit it...you love being naked in front of me, and you love being naked where you shouldn't...look at you...so hard...I bet your cock hurts..."

She smiled up at him and batted her pretty eyelashes in a wink.

"A moment ago, I saw you touching yourself babe," she went on. "Pretty soon, I'll have you totally naked, jerking your cock in front all the pretty girls here..."

Josh's cock responded for him, pulsating hard, as she pressed her thigh into it.

"Wouldn't you like that Josh?" she teased, twirling a finger in his chest hair. "Wouldn't like to be naked in front of all the women here...and jerk your big cock while they watch?"

Dana's nipples were hard nubs beneath her blouse. Her cleavage rose and fell with her breathing. 

"God Josh," she whispered, pressing harder into him, "I want to watch you stroke your cock while I play with myself."

Josh's mouth opened on its own accord...he was breathing hard...his hand moved towards his cock again.

Looking down between them, Dana smiled.

"You wanna see me play with myself, don't you Joshie?" she teased, and waited for a response.

"uh..." Josh stammered.

"Say it babe," she teased again, pressing her bare thigh hard against his cock.

"Say, I want to see you play with yourself Dana..."

"I want...I..." Josh's hand was on his cock now. Eyes closed, he felt he warm body pressing into his. 

"I want...to see you...play with yourself...." He managed, now finally openly stroking his cock.

"Mmmm..." Dana cooed, low, "keep stroking it...slowly..."

Taking his hand, Dana smiled, and led him along the carpet hall. Side by side they went, Dana fully clothed, and Josh fully naked, stroking himself as they walked.

They passed the secretary area again, and then turned right towards the elevator.

"But Dana," Josh breathed, "it's the middle of the day..."

Dana smiled in return as she pressed the button.

Once inside, Josh remembered what he had looked like the last time, standing naked and hard next to Dana in the elevator. Once again, the mirror-lined walls showed a lewd sight....him completely nude, and hard. His huge cock swayed and bounced in front of him, as he touched it in the mirror.

Standing next to him, Dana smiled at their reflection, and raised her skirt slightly, showing him her white panties. 

Josh moaned, stroking his cock as the elevator moved downwards.

"That's it babe," Dana whispered, flicking her tongue over his ear quickly. "Stroke that big nasty cock for me...mmmm...god...but do it slowly, I wanna play with myself in front of you..."

Almost as if in response, Josh's hand slowed, pulling on his cock, twisting it.

As the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Dana stepped out into the lobby.

Josh followed behind her pulling on himself.

They passed behind two women to the right, who had their back towards them. The women were busy studying the office directory and took no notice of the woman and totally nude man passing not several feet behind them.

"Oh my god!" a female voice exclaimed suddenly from the left. 

Turning his head, Josh saw an attractive young woman exiting the restroom.

She stopped dead in her tracks and stared.

Josh's cock nearly exploded in his hand, as he walked on, behind Dana, stroking himself in front of the woman.

When they reached the doors, Dana pushed them open, and went through, with Josh right behind her.

Out on the sidewalk in front of the building, the sounds of the day were deafening. There were people everywhere. The noise of the city, the traffic, horns, people, all of it...rose and pounded in Josh's head as he went, totally naked out in public, slowly stroking his cock behind Dana.

He watched her move in front of him. Her short skirt rose and fell, revealing small snatches of her fleshy ass cheeks over and over again. 

The excitement of being totally naked in public rushed through him, stealing his breath and swelling his cock harder than it had ever been before.

Dana's heels clicked on the pavement, in front of him as she swayed sexily down the sidewalk carrying his bag of clothes...his only means of covering himself.

Spinning his head again, trying to see everywhere at once, Josh was amazed at the number of people who seemed not to notice him. He marveled at how he could walk along naked on the sidewalk next to the street in the middle of city. 

But some did notice. A few cars slowed next to them, while the occupants gawked at the naked man walking down the street, jerking his cock.

One girl shouted "LOOK! THAT GUY'S FUCKIN' NAKED!" from the window of a car.

"OH MY GOD! HE'S JERKIN' OFF!" another voice joined in. 

Josh nearly came at that.

People on the street stared wide-mouthed as they passed.

Finally, turning into an alleyway between two buildings, Dana came to a halt and dropped the bag on the ground.

Scattered with trash here and there, the alleyway was lined with dumpsters, but was devoid of people.

"This is what you want isn't it Josh?" Dana said, stepping closer, lifting her skirt.

"You want to be totally naked in public don't you?"

All but gone, Josh's head was back on his shoulders, eyes closed as he stroked himself.

"I know babe," Dana cooed, moving closer until she stood right in front of him. Josh's hand flew on his cock, as his knuckles brushed her leg. 

"I know you honey...I know what you want..." she said, pressing her bare thigh into his.

Just then, a couple, a man and a woman passed the end of the alley on the sidewalk. Spotting Josh, they stopped.

"What the fuck?" the man said, shocked.

"Come on babe look at me," Dana said sweetly, sliding a hand into the waistband of her panties.

Josh opened his eyes.

Dana had undone the buttons on her blouse, down to her naval. The insides of her luscious breasts were bared to Josh's eyes.

With one hand, she diddled herself in her panties under her skirt. With the other, she reached behind Josh's head, and gently pulled it down, pressing his face softly into her warm cleavage.

The couple, fascinated, had moved closer, until they were standing a few feet from Josh and Dana.

Turning his face from Dana soft breasts, Josh opened his eyes.

The couple watched, glued to the spot as the totally naked man stroked his enormous cock in public, with his face pressed into the beautiful woman's cleavage.

No long caring, Josh turned his face back into Dana's soft breasts and stoked himself hard, moaning loudly.

"They're watching you babe," Dana cooed softly, tonguing Josh's ear. "They can see you all naked, beating off for them..."

Josh pressed his face harder into her breasts.

"Yesss...babe..." she hissed hotly. "I'm playing with myself for you..."

With that, Josh dropped to a squat.

Spreading his knees as wide as he could get them, he rocked back on his bare heels, thrusting his hips forwards, as the hard ground dug into the bottoms of his feet. His cock pointed straight up in the air.

With one hand behind him, he supported himself and he spit into his palm, fucking it, closing his fist around his cock, thrusting it in and out.

"OH GOD..." he moaned, fucking his fist shamelessly in public as the couple watched.

Dana's hand was busy in her panties.

Spreading her legs wide, she planted her feet, standing over Josh.

Josh stared up at her...lost...bucking his hips wildly, thrusting his cock into his fist.

"Yeah, fuck yourself Josh," Dana moaned, rubbing fast circles hard into her swollen clit.

The couple linked arms, and stared in silence at something they'd never imagined possible.

Squatting over Josh's cock until her pantied crotch was inches from his fist, Dana rubbed hard and fast...soaking her panties. Her excitement rolled down her inner thighs, wetting and slickening them.

Josh stared at her, pounding himself to edge of orgasm.

"Am I pretty Josh?" Dana breathed, slapping at her horny cunt through her panties.

"Yeah..." Josh moaned.

"Please Joshie, say it..." she cooed, jamming her fingers into herself from underneath, along with her panties.

"You're.."

"Mmmhmm..." Dana whimpered, as three fingers entered her dripping snatching, forcing her panties up and into her.

"Oh god..Dana..." Josh breathed hard, moaning loudly as his orgasm threatened.

"Yes, Josh...." Dana's beautiful eyes bore into his.

"Oh god...Dana..." Josh fumbled again moments away...

"Dana, you're so.....SO...PRETTY!" Josh yelled, as his orgasm hit, rocking his body hard.

Cum jettisoned from the head of his cock in thick, white, ropes, shooting straight up, high into the air, before landing all over him, splattering his belly and chest.

Pumping himself hard and fast, he moaned again and again as his cock jumped and spasmed in his fist.

"Oh god, Dana, you're so pretty...you're so fucking pretty..." 

Dana came, hard.

Moaning loudly, she pressed her fingers into her cunt, turning them over inside of herself.

Her body shook, rocking her on her heels, as she squirted her orgasm out in front of her, wetting Josh's hand and cock with her hot cum juice.

The couple was stunned...watching the scene in silence.

Dana sprayed her orgasm all over Josh. Moaning and pressing the fingers of one hand upwards into her cunt, she slapped and smacked at her clit with the other...shaking violently...biting into her lip hard enough to draw blood...before crashing to her knees on the ground, fucking her hand, driving herself into ecstasy.

Finally...a few minutes later...they were done.

Josh collapsed, lying on his back on the pavement in a pool of his own cum.

Dana was on her knees in front of him, breathing hard, trying to recover.

Josh looked up at the couple.

They stood a moment longer, before the man pulled at the woman's hand to leave...darting off out of the alleyway.

Rolling on his side, Josh pushed himself to a sitting position on the ground. 

"What time is it?" he wondered aloud, reaching for the bag.

"It's time to go Joshie honey," Dana smiled at him, standing and brushing herself off.

Josh pulled the zipper on the bag and reached in.

Frowning, his arm moved frantically as his hand swam in the bag, searching.

"What the fuck?" he muttered, prying the bag open and peering inside.

"Dana?"

Dana giggled.

Turning the bag over, he emptied its contents on the ground.

There was nothing but old newspapers, crumbled into balls and shoved in the bag.

"Dana?" he said again, shocked.

"Where's my clothes?"

"In my office babe," she giggled again, smiling wickedly.

"But...how am I going to get back to the office?"

"Same way you came Joshie babe...same way you came," she said, extending a hand towards him.

Swallowing hard, Josh sat a moment.

It was obvious that she had won.

So far, she'd kept her promise...she hadn't shown the videos to anyone. But did that really matter now? He'd been seen, naked, in public and even masturbating. She'd been seen masturbating too, but she wasn't naked...and she'd only been seen by the couple, who were surely unlikely to tell anyone. If anything, he'd be the one in trouble, not her.

Now of course, she'd tricked him. 

He was going to have to walk back again, completely naked, the same way they'd come. The day was as busy as it had been on the way down and he would be seen by as many people again.

Josh dropped his head. It was too much.

As if sensing his despair, Dana stepped closer and knelt beside him. Her beautiful blue eyes bore into his and she smiled.

"No babe, please," she said, gently, as if reading his mind. "I told you that I know what turns you on, and I was right...right?"

Josh nodded dumbly.

"And," she went on, stroking his shoulder softly, "hasn't everything we've done so far been more exciting for you than anything you've ever done before? 

Another nod.

Slowly, Dana unbuttoned her blouse all the way and leaned in...the blouse fell open, exposing her entire, bare breasts to Josh.

Smiling, she noticed his cock thicken.

"Babe," she said gently, "look at me..."

Tearing his eyes from her gorgeous tits, he did.

"I know what you want...what you need, Josh...you must learn to believe that."

"Yes Dana," he said simply.

Pressing her soft, warm lips against his, she kissed him, pushing her moist tongue, slowly, almost...lovingly into his mouth, wrapping it with hers.

Josh's cock rose to full attention again, pointing straight up between her legs, throbbing, as she knelt over him.

Gently, she grasped it. 

Wrapping her fingers around the shaft, she squeezed lightly, rubbing it slowly against her bare, inner thigh, inches from her sweet spot.

Josh moaned into her mouth at her touch, and at the thought that he was still completely naked in the alleyway being stroked by beautiful Dana.

"You want me, don't you Josh?" she said softly into his ear.

Josh only moaned again in response, as her fingers pressed into the flesh of his shaft.

"C'mon Joshie," Dana smiled into his eyes...palming his balls, lifting them, rolling them between her fingers. Leaning in once more, she whispered low, "it's your choice babe."

His cock swelled hard and throbbed in her palm, as his hips moved involuntarily.

He stared down her blouse, drinking in the sight of her gorgeous bare breasts.

"Fuck my hand," she whispered. "Look at me and fuck my hand Josh..."

Josh bucked his hips, fucking his cock into her palm. She closed her fist around it, watching it move in and out, as she tenderly lifted one heavy breast and pressed it against his face.

Suddenly,releasing her grip on his cock, she stood, re-buttoned her blouse and extended a hand.

Josh sat in shock.

With no other option, or perhaps, because he wanted to...Josh took her hand and stood...his hard-on bobbed in front of him, pointing at Dana.

She'd won.

Dana smiled at him. She really was so incredibly beautiful. 

The day was busy, and there was a lot of ground to cover.

Pulling on him, Dana set off, leaving the bag on the ground. Hand-in-hand they made their way towards the street again...Dana fully-clothed, Josh totally naked in public...as his cock bounced in front of him.



Josh's Dilemma



"Shoes first," Dana said giddily, smiling at him.

Josh removed his shoes, using one foot to push out of his left one, and then did the same with the right.

"Now take off your socks," Dana instructed.

Bending from the waist, he took off each of his socks, and dropped them at Dana's feet.

She settled back in her chair, and spread her legs wider, smiling lewdly.

Josh could see right up her short skirt to the patch of pink panty covering her crotch.

His cock throbbed.

"Now your pants," she said, sounding greedy.

Undoing his belt, Josh opened his fly and pushed at the waist of his slacks, letting them slide down his legs past his knees. With a slight movement, they fell to his ankles. Bending, he stepped out of them and left them on the floor.

Straightening again in front of Dana, his huge, hard cock pressed savagely into the front of his underwear, making a large tent, partially covered by the flaps of his shirt.

Dana's eyes were all over the front of his underwear in excited anticipation. 

Josh noticed that the fingers of her left hand played lazily at her nylon covered thigh.

"Get that shirt off Josh," she said, sweet as sugar.

Loosening his tie, he pulled it off. 

Then, he unbuttoned his shirt...removing it from his shoulders. Bare chested, he allowed his shirt to fall to the floor. Wearing only his underwear, it was clear that his cock was hard, standing full-erect in the front of his short.

Dana flicked another button on her blouse...and the inside swell of her breasts came into view, just to the edges of her pink aureole...her breasts were larger than they looked with her blouse fully buttoned.

Josh felt his cock jump and pound in his underwear at the sight.

"C'mon Josh," Dana breathed. "Lose the underwear; I wanna see that cock..." Her words were coming shorter, heavier.

In an instant of clarity, Josh realized that if she'd just asked him...he'd probably have stripped for her willingly. 

But, then, Josh couldn't know what else she had in mind for him.

Hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts, Josh pulled, lowering them down his waist, to his pubic region. 

Dana watched, fascinated.

Josh realized that this was almost like his favorite porn movie. 

Dana was dressed like a hot slut, urging him on to strip naked in front of her. His favorite porn movie hadn't blackmailed him of course, but at this moment, that was taking up less of his mind as this horny scene unfolded.

"Oh yeah, Josh, let me see it..." Dana said, demanding.

Slowly, Josh pulled his underwear past his pubic region, showing her his neatly trimmed patch below his belly button. He pulled them over the shaft of his cock, feeling the material rub teasingly against the head.

Finally, he pulled them over his cock. 

It popped free. Springing straight up, it slapped off of his belly.

Dana gasped, gobbling it cock with her eyes.

At last, he let his underwear fall to his ankles and stepped out of them...he stood fully naked and hard in front of her.

"God it's big..." Dana said low, in a throaty murmur. 

Facing her, Josh's cock jutted straight out at her...his full nine inches standing away from his body. His cock was thick, lined with veins, and it throbbed with his heartbeat. The head of it was swollen purple.

Josh's own breathing was becoming difficult. In spite of his embarrassment, he was incredibly excited...he resisted the urge to touch himself in front of Dana.

"See honey?" Dana said, looking up at him. Batting her pretty eyelashes, she said, "I knew you would like this..."

Dana was gorgeous...Josh thought. 

She was also crazy...and dangerous. 

She had the power to completely ruin him. But his cock was so hard at that moment, standing naked in front of her, staring down at her nearly exposed tits...right in the middle of her office...that it actually hurt.

"You want touch it don't you?" Dana said, reading his mind.

Josh nodded.

"Not yet, naked boy..." she teased, standing, and re-buttoning her blouse.

Bending over, she showed her pink panty-covered ass to Josh from beneath her skirt, while she gathered his clothes. Retrieving a carrying bag from her coat locker in the corner, she stuffed them in.

"Let's go," she smiled simply.

"Go?" Josh was stunned again.

"Yeah," she said, teasing, "let's go out in the hallway."

Crossing the room, Dana waited by the door with the bag slung over her shoulder. Josh stood his ground, afraid to move.

"Aww, Josh," she cooed in a mock coddle, "remember, the videos..." 

With that, Josh pushed himself forward, following her, naked and hard, out into the hall.

Once in the hall, Dana stepped aside to allow Josh to go in front of her. Following behind him, she watched his naked ass cheeks move. 

"Your ass is so luscious Josh," she commented from behind him. "You make me wet." 

Josh's cock throbbed and pulled at that.

"Where...where are we going?" Josh asked, sounding somewhat worried.

"To the elevator sweety," Dana said matter-of-factly.

Walking through the hall towards the elevator, they passed Josh's office, and the secretary area. 

Josh imagined what it would be like if all the desks were full of women, staring at him as he passed. Then, remembering his situation, he pushed it from his mind. But his cock still bobbed, hard and swollen in front of him.

"Too bad we can't do this during the day, huh Josh?" Dana said, catching up with him, and walking beside him. 

"What would everyone say if they saw you...walking around totally naked with a big, horny, hard-on at work?"

Josh was silent, hoping he wouldn't have to find out.

When they finally reached the elevator, Josh breathed a sigh of relief. But it was soon replaced by fear as Dana stepped forward and pressed the button.

With a downwards glance at his throbbing cock she smiled. "Going up," she quipped, pleased with herself.

Josh wondered just how far this would go. 

As the elevator arrived with a ding, and the doors swooshed open, he was one step closer to knowing. 

The interior of the elevator was typical executive style fare. During the day, the mirror-lined vehicle served as the means to come and go from each floor. Josh used it at least twice, nearly every day of his life without thinking about it.

But now, as he stepped in with Dana behind him, for the first time in his life, he felt the carpeting under his bare feet, and saw his nude body reflected in the mirrors around them. 

He stood a moment, staring at himself. 

The picture of him, totally naked in a public place, with his long, thick cock jutting out in front of him was exciting...somehow lewd.

As Dana stood beside him, he took in her beautiful face, and sexy body. Her blouse stretched tightly across her sizeable, braless breasts, which jiggled when she walked. 

The short skirt, nylons and heels that she wore made her look hot...and...desirable. Josh had to admit that he found her very sexually attractive.

And...the whole situation, him totally nude and hard in the elevator, her clothed, yet sexy as hell...made his dick beg for release. 

But, Josh realized it was the total power that she was exercising over him that really turned him on...in spite of the potential danger to him.

"Hot huh?" Dana smiled at the reflection, standing beside him. "Look at you, all naked and hard...walking around like this where anyone can see you...you're such a naughty boy..."

Josh's hand moved towards his cock, and he yanked it back. The whole situation, and her sweet/hot voice and demeanor were nearly too much.

Dana noticed.

"Aww," she cooed. "It's okay honey, you can touch it if you want."

Josh was sorely tempted to put his hand on his dick in front of Dana, but held back, for reasons he wasn't quite sure of.

"Go ahead babe," Dana prodded, "touch it...feel your cock for me, right here in the elevator."

Setting the bag with his clothes on the floor, Dana stepped closer, moving within inches of Josh. 

He could smell her sweet perfume.

"Will this help?" she asked sweetly, into his ear. 

Unbuttoning the top three buttons of her blouse again, Dana revealed the tops of her gorgeous breasts to him.

Despite himself, Josh turned his head and stared into her cleavage. 

His hand went to his cock.

The line was crossed, he thought, slowly stroking along the length of his engorged penis in the elevator as Dana watched, inches away.

"Yeah, stroke that big, fat, cock for me Josh," she whispered. 

"Look at us in the mirror Josh..."

The mirror showed them standing side by side, nearly touching...but Josh removed himself from the situation, seeing instead, a stark nude man, stroking his cock next to a gorgeous, fully-clothed woman in an elevator. 

He could barely breathe.

"I knew you would like this," Dana said throatily, devouring Josh with her eyes in the mirror.

Josh stroked himself slowly. A small moan escaped his lips.

Turning, Dana pressed the button for the top floor.

The elevator moved, taking them upwards, as Josh stroked himself. Everyone was long gone, so the elevator did not stop at the 3 floors separating them from the top.

A few moments later, the elevator arrived at the parking level. 

As the doors opened, Dana picked up the bag and stepped through. "C'mon naughty boy," she said, "keep stroking that big cock for me."

Still stroking, Josh stepped from the elevator, and peered through the glass windows of the small entrance way that led from the elevator to the parking lot.

Although it was later in the evening now, the summer sun was only beginning to set. It was light enough to be seen as they stepped through the doors onto the parking deck. 

While it was mostly empty, a few cars were still scattered here and there, probably belonging to people who worked in the other building, on the opposite end of the shared lot. 

Josh felt a mixture of fear and excitement as he stood, naked, next to Dana, outside on the deck. 

Glancing at the other building, Josh realized that he would be possibly visible to anyone in one of the many windows facing the parking deck.

His heart stopped in his chest, but his cock throbbed in its place.

"Dana, I..." he began, shakily.

"Hmmm? Something wrong sweety?" she said, turning to face him. Seeing his expression, she smiled. "We're almost there honey," she said, reassuringly.

Reaching for Josh's hand, she smiled. "C'mon naughty boy."

Josh took her hand, partly because he needed comfort at that moment. 

Despite the fact that he didn't trust her...he wanted to...needed to. Placing his hand in hers...feeling her skin on his, sent electric shocks through his body that ended in the head of his cock.

Looking down at himself, he saw a drop of pre-cum beginning to form. His cock ached and throbbed, pulsing in time with his heartbeat.

As they stepped off onto the parking deck, Josh's senses were suddenly alive. 

All around him he could hear the sounds of the after-work evening. Traffic on the street below...the sounds of people and machines were everywhere.

His hard-on bounced in front of him, standing out as he walked, naked and barefoot across the parking lot with Dana, her heels clicking on the pavement.

He'd never felt more exposed and vulnerable...yet...he'd never been more excited.

Everything about the experience, the sights, the sounds, even the feel of the pavement under his bare feet...all of it served to underline the fact that he was stark naked, out in a public place...and that Dana was so fully clothed, while he was so nude.

His hand returned to his cock, and he stroked himself openly, walking along hand-in-hand with her.

She smiled at him.

Finally, Dana came to a halt in the middle of the parking deck.

Releasing his hand, she stepped back and set the bag down.

"That's it," she said hotly, "stroke that big cock, right here where anyone can see..."

Spinning his head in all directions confirmed her words. He would be visible to anyone in any of the tall buildings.

But he couldn't stop.

Squeezing his cock, he stroked the length of it, from the base to the head and back again.

"Oh god, that's hot Josh," Dana prodded, snaking a hand down the side of her nylon-covered thigh.

Josh watched her in reverie, stroking his cock faster. His breathing came shorter.

"Yeah, naughty naked-boy," she cooed sexily, "beat your dick...do it...right here in front of me...god, Josh, look at you, totally naked in public..."

Her words spurred him on. 

Josh stroked faster, no longer caring where he was...all he could think about was how it exciting the whole situation was.

Moving her feet apart, Dana planted them on the pavement and spread her legs, thrusting her hips out, lewdly at Josh.

"God yes, beat that cock," she said like a wanton slut.

Any and all thoughts of resistance from Josh were long gone. The fact that Dana was blackmailing him was irrelevant now, and in some weird way it excited him...she was forcing him to be naked outside...and jerk his cock for her.

Spitting on his hand, he grabbed his cock again, and beat hard.

"Fuck. That's hot." Dana reciprocated, moving her hand under her skirt.

"I want you to cum for me naughty boy," she said slowly, deliberately, "I want you to cum all over yourself right in front of me...and anyone watching you right now..." 

"Yes...Dana..." Josh breathed, struggling to get the words out.

"Mmm..." she murmured, raising her skirt. "Yes, Dana...I like that..."

As Josh watched, stroking his cock, Dana raised her skirt above her crotch, showing him her pink panties.

"You want this, don't you dirty boy?" she cooed naughtily, with a wicked grin at him. "You want to be totally naked out here in the parking lot in front of me..."

"Yes," he answered.

"Yes...what?" she said, teasing him mercilessly.

"Yes....Dana..." Josh said, on the edge of orgasm.

With that, holding her skirt at waist level with one hand, Dana slid the other into her waistband and stroked lightly at her pussy inside of her panties.

That was all it took.

Josh came...hard...pumping his cock and groaning. 

Suddenly, his cock spasmed, sending thick, hot, white ropes of cum flying far out in front of him, hitting the ground at Dana's feet. His hand flew over his cock in a blur...and his knees buckled.

Dropping to a squatting position, he moaned long and loudly, shooting his orgasm out on the ground in front of him.

Dana watched, fascinated, playing at her cunt lips inside of her panties.

"Oh god, fuck. Yeah Josh, that's sooo hot," she teased. "Cum, dirty boy, cum for me...cum for Dana..."

If multiple orgasms were possible for a man, Josh would have cum again at the sound of her voice. Looking up at her, he jerked his cock hard between his spread thighs and whimpered, moaning, unable to stop.

"Oh god, Josh," Dana whimpered, thrusting at herself inside of her panties, "this is hot fucking hot...yeah, cum all over the ground like that...you're gonna make me cum..."

Josh squeezed out the last of his cum, in a grimace, wetting the ground in front of him, as Dana came, moaning, jamming her fingers inside of her horny cunt beneath her panties while Josh watched.

Finally, when his orgasm was done, Josh collapsed, sitting down, naked on the pavement. He dropped his head, trying to recover, feeling the shame already beginning to build inside of him.

He heard the sound of Dana's heels approaching.

Raising his face, he looked up at her.

She smiled.

With one hand, she gently stroked his hair, wetting it lightly with her pussy juices.

"You're such a good boy," she cooed...gently, almost lovingly.

The bag with his clothes in it hit the pavement next to him.

Josh was confused.

"I think we're going to have a lot of fun together Josh," Dana said.

With that, she turned and strode off in the direction of one of the parked cars, leaving Josh's clothes next to him.

Josh watched her go in stunned silence.

As he reached her car, she turned to him again.

"Remember Josh," she called out, "I always keep my promises..."