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My name is Julie, I am 19 years old, 5' 10" with long, light blonde hair, blue eyes and a fit, athletic body. Despite having a large, obvious 34D chest, I am a former cheerleader and played volleyball. While my friends, cousins and sister are all partying, hooking up, and in some cases, posting naughty pictures on ONLY FANS, I went straight to work after a year in Community College. I didn't know what I wanted to do, so I convinced my parents to let me find a job rather than daydream through my classes. My father is friends with a nice man named Mike Clark who runs an office here in town. I'm not sure what they do, but I was lucky enough to get an interview. Mike is a family friend and hired me after just a few questions.

I was so excited to start work there that I went to bed early on Sunday and woke up Monday morning before my parents and took a shower. The first week, Mike showed me around the building, introduced me to a lot of people, and for some reason constantly mentioned that I was a cheerleader. I liked cheering, but it seemed to mean more to Mike and his friends than it did to me. Initially I was hired for data entry, basically to answer phones, file and enter data, kind of do whatever someone asked me to do. On Friday of my first week, Mike had me in his office and was talking about promoting me to be his assistant. He laughed that they weren't called secretaries or receptionists anymore, but assured me he would make sure I had anything I needed. All I had to do was screen his calls, type and file, and he promised the rest of the time I could do whatever I wanted.

I was so happy that I didn't realize Mike was getting me excited with all the attention he was paying me. Nothing bad or creepy, but he hugged me a few times, brushed his hand against my legs and butt, even half cupped my right breast through my blouse at one point. Mike is handsome, maybe 40 years old, 5' 11" with short black hair, a nice smile and in great shape. He's also twice my age, friends with my parents, and happily married. He led me to the desk outside his office, crowded me, kept bumping, touching and brushing against me, and I was nervous, anxious and confused when I realized I was excited. That evening after I rushed through dinner, I closed my bedroom door, apologized to whoever was listening, then played with myself until I had a blinding orgasm that took a lot of focus to keep quiet.

Then I went pee, crawled into bed, and fell asleep ashamed.

That weekend I hung out with friends, did laundry, and binged shows.

It sucks not having a boyfriend.

Monday I was excited to start my new position, and everything was going great until Mike called me into his office and said he needed my help. I smiled and said "Sure" but he exhaled, frowned, then said "You can't tell anyone though honey. It would have to be a secret because I don't want Lydia to find out." Lydia is his wife, a beautiful woman in her late 30's with long dark hair, pretty blue eyes, and a body that all the men in the office stare at.

She also dresses kind of provocatively, but that's her choice, not mine.

I asked "What do you need?" Mike smiled then said "You're real close to her size and shape, would you try on a dress I bought her?" I blushed and asked "Try on her dress?" Mike frowned and said "You know what? Your dad told me you're saving to buy a newer car. Since this isn't in your job description, I'll pay you $100 bucks if you try on the dress so I can see if Lydia would like it." Man, $100 dollars would be nice, it was just trying on a dress, so I blushed but said "I can do it." Mike smiled and said "It's quiet right now, I'll answer the phone if it rings. Use my bathroom to change. You'll see it hanging behind the door."

I shut the private bathroom door, looked at the dress, and blushed. It seemed kind of short and sort of slinky. I was blushing and biting my lip when Mike knocked and asked "Everything okay in there?" I gasped "Yes. I'm good. I'll be out soon." He said "Great" and then I unbuttoned my blouse. I have a nice body, my ex-boyfriend spent more time taking my clothes off than talking to me, but I just prefer to be proper and modest. I'm not a prude, I wear bikinis and skirts, but why give it away when someone is willing to work for it. God, just thinking that excited me and I was blushing as I undid my knee length skirt and slipped it off.

My lingerie was okay, nothing sexy, and why would it be, I was at work?

I put the dress on but just could not stop blushing. It was closer to a skirt than a dress except that it was all one piece, so a dress. The hem started or ended at my mid thigh, the material was snug and clung to my frame, and the top part showed off a lot of my cleavage. Oh man. I was nervous because I wouldn't wear a dress like this for someone I was sleeping with, let alone my boss who happened to be my father's friend. I inhaled and exhaled several times, closed my eyes, then left the private bathroom. Mike stared at me wide eyed, my body was warm and I know I was blushing bright red, but then he said, "Hmmm..." I blinked as she stepped closer and said "Let me just." I gasped as he touched, traced and rubbed both of my breasts with his fingers as he adjusted the top part of the dress.

Oh my goodness I was so embarrassed.

Mike said "You look beautiful, but I just need to..." and then he was touching the lower hem of the dress. I have no idea if he saw my panties as he lifted the material, but I wanted to die. I also wanted to go home and spend some time alone, if you get my meaning. Mike asked "Are you okay Julie? You seem flush?" I fought my embarrassment and said "I'm fine. Are we almost done?" Mike said "Yes, that's fine. I saw what I needed to see." I blinked, Mike laughed "I meant I think Lydia will like it. Thank you." In the bathroom, I stripped the dress off, hung it back up, and couldn't get my clothes back on fast enough. I washed my face, ignored the look my reflection was giving me, then hurried out past Mike to sit at my desk. The rest of the day came and went, then, just before 4pm, Mike came out holding the dress and handed me an envelope that had a hundred dollar bill in it. He said "I'm leaving early to meet Lydia. Thank you sweetheart, I hope she likes the dress. You can head out, I'll pay you until 5."

Again that night I apologized to anyone listening and rubbed myself into an orgasm that soaked my sheets and I hope my parents didn't hear. Tuesday started out okay, Mike was on the phone all morning, but just after lunch he called me in and said "I need another favor. From now on when you help me with these favors, I'll pay you so you can have that car sooner than you think." I stood there blinking while asking myself "Sooner than I think?" How many favors did Mike need? He asked "Are you okay Julie? You seem distracted?" I sighed "I'm fine. What do you need, boss?" Mike laughed "Boss? I've known you since you were 5 and you've always called me Mike. Lydia used to babysit you, do you remember that?"

Wow, things got awkward really quickly.

Mike said "Lydia really liked the dress, so I got her another outfit. Same as yesterday, you try it on, let me see how it looks, and I'll give you $100 bucks towards your car fund." I bit my lip and said "No one will know about this?" Mike said "Well, there's really nothing forbidden or lurid going on sweetheart. My only concern is keeping it a secret from Lydia until I give it to her so as to not spoil the surprise." That made sense actually. I don't know what I was worried about. Mike may be a good looking man for his age but... I held my breath. Why did I think that? Mike touched my face and I sighed before I could catch myself as he said "You sure are distracted. Is everything okay at home?" I nodded and said "Fine. Yes." Mike said "Okay, good. Get changed and I'll watch the phone."

With the private bathroom door shut, I stared at the outfit he had bought for Lydia and blushed. Oh my. The skirt was black, zipped up on one side, and seemed short, really short. The blouse was sleeveless, low-cut, and short, like a midriff baring blouse the models wear. I held my breath and wondered how I could get out of trying the outfit on. I just felt embarrassed to wear something that sure seemed provocative, especially around my boss who just reminded me he's known me since I was 5. I steeled myself, this was for Lydia who we all knew Mike doted on, and I was holding the skirt when Mike knocked and asked "Almost ready?" I said "In a minute" and exhaled before taking off my slacks and then my pretty blouse. Besides the fact that I was right, the skirt was SMALL, the blouse was kind of sheer and my red bra showed through it considerably. Of all days to wear non matching lingerie, I prayed Mike didn't see my blue panties in the tiny skirt because he would for sure see the red bra.

I held my breath and exited the private bathroom.

Mike blinked, did a double take, then stared at me. It made me anxious, nervous and a little bit excited as he just stared at me in the outfit. I stood still, the skirt was REALLY short, and Mike approached me slowly as if afraid I might run into the woods. I held my breath as he touched my arms, my sides, my waist, even sort of touched my butt. Why was this exciting me? Mike boldly touched at the blouse, his fingers both grazing and pushing on my breasts through the thin material and my bra. He said "I wish you had a different color bra on, but the blouse looks nice." I swallowed as he touched my butt again, not a grab, more of a gentle brush of his fingers. Mike said "Wow, I didn't realize this skirt was that small. Sorry honey."

I stood still and said nothing.

Mike frowned, then went to his desk and pressed his intercom, spoke to someone, and said "I need you to look at something." I felt fear and shame wash over me as I stood there unable to move or speak. Maybe a minute later, Danny came in, his eyes opened wide as he stared at me, and I wanted to crawl into a hole. Mike said "Julie likes to model stuff for me for Lydia."

I gasped but couldn't find words.

Likes?

When was that conversation held?

Danny said "She looks amazing. Julie, you look beautiful, but the red bra, well..." Mike was rubbing his lips with his fingers then said "I have an idea. Julie honey, slip back into the bathroom real quick, take off the bra, and let us see the blouse without it. We're almost done here sweetheart."

What?

Do what?

I stood there frozen while Danny studied me as if there might be a test later. He is handsome, single as far as I know, in his late 20's, 6' tall with short brown hair and soft, gray eyes. Still, I was mortified. Take off the bra? Mike exhaled after a minute and said "You know what. It's fine. If Lydia doesn't like it, I'll just return it" even as Danny asked me "Are you sure Jules? It would only take a minute."

Jules? He called me Jules?

I panted "Okay" and was in the bathroom before I realized it. Oh man. It took immense strength to take off the bra, wish really hard my nipples would soften, and finally face the music and go back out there braless. Both Mike and Danny smiled, I blushed, and they stared at me. Danny came closer, boldly stared at my stiff, achy nipples, and said to Mike, "Lydia definitely needs a bra in this blouse." Mike sighed "Yeah" as he stood really close and stared at my nipples.

Probably my areolae and breasts as well.

I mean the skirt was short and the blouse was sheer, who am I kidding?

Just when I thought the misery and embarrassment was over, Mike was touching my hip and said "I think this zipper here is cute." Danny crowded close, he smelled great, I didn't understand why my panties were wet with all this embarrassment, and then something terrible happened. Either Mike or Danny pulled at the zipper and suddenly the small skirt was on the floor. If I could see my panties were wet, both Mike and Danny for sure saw it. I was mortified, humiliated, but Danny's hand slid from my waist to cup my ass firmly as he asked if I was okay. I panted but no words came out. I was dizzy, my body felt hot, my face felt hotter, someone cupped my breasts and squeezed my nipples through the sheer blouse and the final moment of shame was when Danny's fingers touched my soaked pussy through my wet panties as Mike said I could get dressed, he got what he needed.

I sat on the bathroom floor in my moist panties and the sheer blouse to cry. I had to quit, that was all there was to it. I struggled to stand, took off and hung up the blouse, then put my pants, bra and blouse back on. That was when I realized on top of everything else, I had taken my low heels off and been barefoot the entire time.

Yes, I had to quit.

What other choice was there?

When I finally summoned the courage to leave the private bathroom, Danny was gone and Mike was on the phone. He smiled, waved at me, and continued his call. I was prepared to turn off my computer and leave when tucked half under my keyboard I saw two $100 dollar bills. Maybe one was from Danny? I sat behind my desk, wished I had brought extra underwear, and did my work until Mike came out of his office around 4:45pm and said "I'm heading out" He handed me a multicolored bag and said "I don't think Lydia will like this, so consider it a gift." He left and I felt my entire body overheat when I saw it was the skimpy skirt and sheer blouse.

Oh God.

At home, I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, stripped, and did my best to stifle a mind blowing orgasm that I rubbed myself to. I needed a boyfriend or maybe a different job. At dinner, daddy was praising me and telling me how proud he was to hear such rave reviews from Mike. Mom got up to hug me, kissed the top of my head, and told me how proud she was. I sat there wondering if they knew I had somehow become Mike's private model. All growing up. I had been pure and innocent, something my mom bragged that she had been until she married dad. Now in the last few days I was playing with myself daily and thinking naughty thoughts. God I hope Danny didn't tell anyone about what happened in the office.

My mind wandered as I lay there in bed. I was naked and I never slept naked, all while I mentally reviewed Danny staring at me, seemingly flirting, then touching me. I may have been extremely aroused and dizzy with both embarrassment and excitement, but I know he cupped my ass, felt my boobs, and rubbed me through my panties.

Damn, he got farther than most of my boyfriends ever did.

I had a numbing orgasm and fell asleep naked.

I never sleep naked.

Wednesday was weird, Danny came by three times to smile and ask how my day was going, Mike had a lot of meetings, but thank the Lord I didn't have to try anything on. Thursday started out good, there were flowers waiting for me with no note, but if I had to guess they were from Danny. He had already seen me half naked and felt me up, so flowers were a nice condolence. Just after lunch, Mike called me in and nothing could have prepared me for what he asked. He said "I have been thinking about Tuesday a lot. I bought Lydia some nice lingerie and since yours seemed unflattering, I bought you a nice set as a gift. Because this is a little different than trying on a dress or skirt, I'm going to give you $200 bucks and the set of lingerie. I just need to see how it fits before I give it to Lydia."

I was mulling over sanitary issues with trying on underwear Lydia might wear when Mike said "That didn't come out right. I would like you to try on your lingerie which is almost identical to the set I bought for Lydia." I was really blushing and gasped "I don't know Mike. this doesn't seem right." Mike smiled a sweet smile and asked "What doesn't seem right sweetheart? I;ve known you since you were in Kindergarten, care for you like my own daughter, and have been very respectful about all of this. Aside from not spoiling the surprise for Lydia, I don't feel like we're doing anything wrong." I exhaled then asked "Just us? No Danny?" Mike said "Just us. Sorry about Tuesday. We were all distracted but everything ended on a positive note, right?"

Not really, but sure.

Reluctantly isn't a strong enough word, but I was getting $200 dollars to try on some lingerie as well as getting a set for myself. I closed my eyes, told myself that models undress and try on stuff everyday, and then undressed. Just before I put on the lingerie Mike bought, I stared at my naked body in the mirror and sighed because I was fit, tanned and toned, but didn't have a boyfriend to see my body or appreciate it. I slipped on the lingerie, it was sheer white, lacy and skimpy, and I was shaking in both arousal and fear with my hand on the doorknob. The cups were half-cups, more for heft and support, my nipples and areolae showed through the sheer material, and I felt naked because in addition, the thin, sheer panties were really skimpy. The plan was to go out there, let Mike stare at me, maybe suffer through a couple of compliments, then hurry back into the bathroom $200 dollars richer.

Yeah, it was a sucky plan.

Exactly like I thought, Mike just stared at me and for a moment, I wondered if my father's friend who just happened to be my boss had bought sheer lingerie to perv on me. What happened next occured so fast I still can't believe it. Mike was moving slowly around me, sighing and breathing deeply. His fingers traced my bare skin on my arms, shoulders, back, sides, just above my butt and the pantyline, and even daringly at the front pantyline just about my private area. I was dizzy with excitement that made no sense, my body was buzzing, and then Mike said "The lighting in here sucks, Let's step out by our desk, no one should be around."

What?

Mike led me out of his office, stood me in front of my desk, and I died a little inside as I stood there frozen while he slowly moved around me again. I mean, I was pretty much naked. In the office. When he exhaled, I swallowed because for sure he had seen enough and we could go back into his office, right? I could go into his private bathroom and get dressed. Tomorrow I was coming to work in a snowsuit.

Do they sell snowsuits in Florida?

Mike said "I'm still not sure" and then he led me down the hallway past offices with open doors and people in them. My brain turned to mush when he guided me into the conference room and said "Oh, whoops." OH MY GOD. There were at least a dozen people in there, 11 of them men, and all of them just stared at me. OH MY GOD. Mike said "Oh, sorry to interrupt, you all know my assistant Julie?"

What the heck?

I'm mostly naked and he's introducing me to staff and employees?

Mike looked at Jeff, the only person I knew by name, and asked "Your wife is about Julie's size? Do you think she would like this set?" I was numb and couldn't move as first Jeff, then two other men stood, came closer, and suddenly fingers were touching my skin. They also touched the bra, what little there was of it and the panties, as skimpy as they were. I was queued up for an orgasm I didn't want as now at least 5 men were touching me, one of whom boldly cupped my boobs and said he liked the fit of the bra. I whimpered, Mike pressed against me from behind to ask if I was okay, and I panted flames as I gasped "No."

I was dizzy and dazed as Mike rushed me down hallways and into his office, but confused when I realized he was in the bathroom with me. He was pulling at the bra, tugging at the panties, telling me I had to take them off, and then my world lit up in an explosion of fireworks when Mike's fingers touched my wet lips. I had a massive orgasm and am pretty sure Mike pressed his fingers inside me to facilitate it. I saw stars, lightning, lots of colors, and when I could finally see, I was slumped on the floor of the bathroom naked.

Determined to quit, I stumbled into Mike's small shower, washed off my shame, then dried off and put my clothes back on. I glared at the lingerie on the floor and hated myself for whatever I could think of. Mike wasn't in his office, so I left the wet panties and stupid bra on the floor of his bathroom, and stared at my keyboard. It wasn't $200 dollars tucked under there, it was $300. I blinked, closed my eyes, then sat at my desk to shut off my computer. I was going to quit as soon as Mike came back from wherever he was. Instead, I ended up taking two calls and typing up a report a woman dropped off. He was gone a while, but eventually Mike appeared with Lydia, possibly the most beautiful woman I have ever met. She gushed and hugged me at least three times as she told me how much she appreciated all the help I was giving Mike.

I glared at Mike past Lydia's shoulder but gasped when she let go of me and smiled while pulling $200 cash out of her wallet and thanking me for being so amazing. I was blinking when Mike said "Don't tell your father this, but I called my buddy down at the dealership. He's going to give you my price when you pick out a vehicle." I was still stunned and blinking long after Mike and Lydia went into his office. Lydia left maybe a half hour later blushing with a huge smile and I sighed.

She used to babysit me.

Around 4:30, Mike came out, handed me a VICTORIA'S SECRET bag, and said "That's the lingerie you forgot in my bathroom and a gift card we got to thank you for everything." I said "I quit" but Mike laughed "You can't quit baby. I promised your dad to take real good care of you and I have an idea that might get you in that car sooner than you think. See you tomorrow sweetheart." At home I picked at dinner, didn't feel like playing with myself, and fell asleep watching episodes of FRIENDS.

Friday morning in the shower I told myself there was no way it could get any worse.

Yeah.

I had barely turned on my computer when Mike called me into his office and said "I have great news sweetheart. Tomorrow we're going to take you golfing with us and the guys all chipped in. Besides lunch and whatever else you want, drinks and such, we're going to give you $500 bucks to inspire us." I stood there trying to think. Did he say $500 dollars? Wait, what does ‘inspire' mean? I asked "Uh, what do you mean by inspire?" Mike smiled sweetly and said "I bought you a cute golf outfit, one of those hats you can pull your ponytail through, and will let you buy whatever you want from the clubhouse when we get there. Besides distracting the boys so I get a better score, it will be a fun day of sun and golf."

My brain was stuck, stalled on ‘cute golf outfit'.

Mike said "I have another surprise" and he pulled out his wallet and handed me a heavy, shiny red credit card and said "It's a surprise so you'll have to trust me, but I'll cover the phones while you go. I want you to buy a cute bikini, socks if you want, and a pair of sneakers. Tonight, Lydia would like you to host our poker game." In a bikini? I gasped "In a bikini?" Mike said "Well, we didn't think you would want to do it in lingerie like the other girls do. We know you're modest honey, and we love that about you."

What was happening?

Mike said "Lydia wants the guys distracted so that we can clean them out, so she said she'll give you $300 bucks and order anything you want to eat. Uh, honey. I know you're 19, so what kind of soda do you drink?" I just walked away, got on the elevator, and went to the coffee shop in the lobby. Crossing the lobby, Jeff waved at me and I blushed. He's good looking, but it sucks that his memory of me is in sheer, skimpy lingerie in the conference room. Still, in his early 20's, about 5' 10" with short brown hair and a nice smile, he's good looking. He's also married, so yeah. I got a coffee then remembered my wallet and phone were at my desk. The girl said "Oh, I know who you are. Mike said anything you want is on him, you're fine babe." I thanked her then grinned and said "Make sure Mike gives you a $20 tip." She blinked, then smiled and said "Thanks babe."

Back at my desk, I was checking emails when Mike peeked out and asked "Can you step in for a minute please?" I never saw it coming when I sat in the chair in front of Mike's desk and he said "I've been doing some thinking. I'm going to call your father and tell him everything." I gasped "WHAT? WHY?" Mike said "I just don't want you to feel a certain kind of way. I mean, I asked you to model a couple of things, it's not anyone's fault that you are so easily excited and like to show off your body. You're in great shape and I think once I explain everything, tell him about all the money and gifts, he'll understand."

I felt like I was hit with a truck.

Easily excited? Show off my body?

I gasped "Mike. You can't tell daddy." He stared at me, blinked a couple of times, then asked "Has everything been above board and consensual in your mind?" I mean, the touching and rubbing, the grabbing and such, maybe not. I said "You know I wasn't showing my body off. You brought Danny in here and you took me into the office, down the hallway, then into the conference room." Mike said "Wow. I don't know what to say, Julie. That you would even accuse me of such things blows my mind." I gasped "Okay, wait. Tell me again about the poker and the golf thing. Maybe I misunderstood something." Mike stared at me for a long moment then said "I need to think about all of this. Maybe I should call your father before someone tells him something that's not true." I gasped "Please? Please don't?"

Mike stared at me for a long time, then exhaled and said "On one condition." I exhaled and asked "What?" Mike said "Let's forget this conversation as if it never happened. I will make sure you are well compensated for all favors, but I cannot have the pushback every time I offer you an opportunity. If you don't want to try stuff on or do something fun like poker or golf, say so now and we can keep things strictly business. Keep what I gave you and put it towards your car or whatever you want."

For the life of me I didn't understand how things got spun towards me.

I sighed and said "All I ask is remember I was raised properly and certain things are way outside my comfort zone." Mike said "I will and I do. Why don't you go shopping like we discussed? Pick out a bikini you're comfortable wearing and I promise you that not only will you make the extra cash, but it will be fun. You know Danny and Jeff, me and Lydia. You'll meet Jason tonight."

I sagged and asked "Could you define ‘cute golf outfit' for me?" Mike sighed "It's like any golf outfit you've ever seen on the LPGA or at any course. A skirt, tank top, golf shoes and the hat you can pull your ponytail through. Lydia said you would need that to avoid sunburn and that reminds me. We'll have sunscreen for you. She buys a special kind with vitamins or something in it, like CBD and such." I exhaled, stood, then just left Mike's office. I simply didn't understand how everything was my fault, but my brain was working overtime with thoughts like it was me that got aroused. Maybe I made more of things than they were?

I was so confused.

Getting paid to go buy a new bikini and new sneakers which were also being paid for was cool though. I drove to the store I buy bikinis from and it didn't take long to find a cute, modest, green bikini that I liked. I blushed once I had it on, the thought of walking around Mike's house in nothing but a bikini in front of everyone had me wired. Did Mike have a house or a mansion? And why was I so excited? What was wrong with me the last few days? I drove to the mall, bought six pairs of no-show socks and a cute pair of NEW BALANCE sneakers, then stopped to visit Shaina, one of my friends. She was busy, but promised to come over Sunday to chill and binge something.

Back at work, I was just sitting down when Mike called to me and I stepped in. He asked "Well?' I blinked, then said "Oh, sorry" and got him his credit card. He laughed as he put it in his wallet and said "I wasn't worried about the card Julie, it's safer with you than Lydia." I grinned but Mike said "So let's see the bikini." I went and got it, handed him the bag, and Mike seemed confused. He stared at me while holding it and asked "I take it you're still upset with me?" I shook my head and said "No, why?" Mike handed me the bag and said "Well, I asked you to see the bikini, not to look at it in the bag." I looked towards the private bathroom and inhaled slowly, but Mike said "Since I bought the bikini and sneakers, you did get sneakers as well, right?" I nodded and Mike said "Since I bought the bikini, why don't we say $20 bucks if you try it on?"

I had an uneasy feeling creep over me as I sighed "Sure."

Mike got up and closed his door as I went into the bathroom, calmed myself, then undressed. What really confused me was why I was so wet, so excited. I used some tp to wipe myself down there, then put the bikini on. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I wondered why I was single. Any guy would be lucky to be with me. I sighed then went out to show Mike the bikini. He smiled but seemed bored. Maybe not bored so much as uninterested. I stood there even after he sat down and started looking at paperwork, then finally asked "You don't like it?" Mike looked at me and asked "After our misunderstanding this morning, I wonder how to answer you." I asked "Honestly?" Mike said "With no HR accusations and no more misunderstandings?" I nodded and then said "Yes."

Mike stood, came close to me, stared into my eyes, then said "You are in fantastic shape but you try to conceal it. That's a bikini, a modest one sure, but the point of you hosting poker night is to distract the guys. If they are staring at you and not paying attention to their cards, Lydia and I could clean up." Mike sighed "Maybe this was a bad idea." I just went into the bathroom, took off the bikini, got dressed, and Mike ignored me when I passed by to go to my desk. At lunch time I told him I was going and he shrugged "Okay" and ignored me. I sulked through lunch, picked at a salad, ate my piece of cake, and oh yeah, the man at the diner in the lobby wouldn't let me pay.

Back upstairs I went into Mike's office and said "Tell me what kind of bikini to buy and I'll go right now." Mike pointed to the screen of his monitor and I gasped, blushed, and felt my knees go weak. He said "I have one I bought last week for Lydia. Do you want to try it on?" Why was I breathing so deeply and why was my brain foggy? I nodded and Mike stood, held me, then said "I love you like family Julie. I will never let anything happen to you." I said "I know. It's not your fault I'm shy when it comes to my body." Mike went to a cabinet, took out a really small bag, and blushed when he handed it to me.

I sighed and told myself he was my father's best friend.

In the bathroom, once I was undressed and holding the bikini, it felt like my body was on fire. My brain was numb and I was excited. The bikini was smaller than micro, more like miniscule. I put it on, adjusted it like twelve times, and almost came without anyone touching me or even looking at me. I might as well have been naked. Aside from the strings, and lots of strings, there was a really, really small patch that barely covered each nipple. And of course my nipples just had to be hard and erect which challenged both tiny patches of material. Down there, the tiny patch barely covered my parts so thank you Lord that I shave. It felt like I would walk right out of this microkini and be standing there naked without trying. I was struggling to catch my breath. It was difficult to think, and I was so horny I used the word horny in a sentence.

When I went out into Mike's office he gasped, inhaled, and seemed stunned. He just stared at me, my body, mostly my body. I stood there in the center of the room with everything swirling, fought to suppress a looming orgasm, and then Mike said "My God Julie, I don't think you can wear that tonight. There's nothing to it." I don't know how it happened and at that moment, I didn't really care. Mike was close to me, touching me, staring at me, rubbing me, taking the pointless bikini off. His hands seemed to be everywhere, I felt something enter my soaked pussy, my body tensed, my mind exploded, and I nearly passed out. I had an orgasm that may have set records and my body shook as my mind screamed. When I could finally see straight, I was naked on Mike's lap, in his chair, and he was holding me. He was warm and asked me "Are you okay now? That came out of nowhere."

I sighed and muttered "You're telling me."

After a moment he said "I think the green bikini will be fine for tonight." I sighed and slumped there naked on my boss's lap. My boss who just happened to be friends with my parents. When shame overwhelmed good sense, I got off Mike's lap and he asked "You good to get dressed?" I stared at him and asked "Can I take a shower?" Mike stared at me for a long moment, and as a girl, as a woman, I know that stare. I know what he wanted. Then he nodded slowly and said "Go ahead. I'll cover the phones." In the shower I pushed past shameful thoughts and rubbed myself to much needed orgasm, on top of the one I had with Mike moments ago. I washed up, got dressed, then stood in front of his desk and said "I'm going home. Text me when and where for poker." Mike blinked then asked "So the green bikini?" I nodded and said "I'm keeping the microkini. I'm guessing you're fine with that." Mike said "Yes" then said "Oh, here" and pulled out his wallet. As he rifled through it, then handed me a $50 bill, I felt that icky feeling crawl over my body but said "Thank you" and left.

Mom and dad were at work, so I just crawled into bed still dressed for work and fell asleep. Thank goodness I had set an alarm because when it woke me, I was tired and groggy. I saw text messages from Lydia, not Mike, and besides their address, she asked "How about 6pm? We can have girl talk before everything starts." I replied "Okay, getting in the shower now" but Lydia texted "Hold off. I have a body wash that will help. Come over now and I'll spoil you like I used to."

Have I mentioned that Lydia used to babysit me?

Yeah, Awkward.

I found the address and it wasn't a house or mansion, it was both and neither. It was on a street with other huge houses, but it was clearly a nice home, and large with a long, six vehicle driveway. I parked behind a blue PORSCHE and Lydia met me at the door with a huge smile. She whisked me through the enormous place, up to a master bedroom, and asked "Can I give you something I think you might need?" I smiled and never saw it coming when she handed me a pink and black box with a dildo and vibrator in it. I wanted to die. Lydia was practically purring "Mike said you are really pent up, don't have a boyfriend, and are not the type to hook up. I bought that for you today and am available for any questions."

What could I say? I had no words.

So I smiled shyly and said "Thank you." Lydia led me into a huge master bathroom and said "Let's get undressed, this body wash I have will relax you so you aren't thinking about anything but fun tonight. I know it's not easy being your mother's daughter, but it's okay to let loose now and then." I felt like I was beside myself as we got undressed. Who was I anymore? Lydia was female perfection and aside from some curious making out with a couple of my girlfriends, I have been straight ever since I first kissed a boy in 9th grade.

Technically he kissed me, but it is what it is.

Lydia was fit, tan, toned and hot, and she had no shame or qualms about being naked. She was so attentive in the shower that I was buzzing before I realized it. I was dizzy and in and out for a bit, but clearly recall her going down on me in the middle of her huge bed. I had a lightning and thunder orgasm, saw stars, and tasted caramel. I was laying there staring at the ceiling when Lydia slid up beside me and purred "I would like us to be friends." I kissed her before I realized I was doing it and then admitted "I'm scared." She stared me in the eyes then said "I will not let anyone hurt you or anything happen to you." We kissed, her body was warm against mine, then she was touching me softly and asked "Are you awake Princess?"

I sighed because even daddy never called me Princess.

My body was warm and I realized Lydia was rubbing some kind of vanilla scented lotion all over me. I felt so calm and at ease, it was great. She said "So put on your bikini, socks and sneakers. Something in a man's mind with a woman in a bikini and wearing sneakers pushes buttons." I asked "For real?" Lydia said "Damn if I know why, but trust me, yeah." Once I was dressed, I felt so calm and happy, and sighed "I love you" to Lydia. She kissed me softly, then said "I love you my little Princess. We're going to be the best of friends." Downstairs all eyes were on me, even in the modest green bikini Mike didn't like. Mike asked me "All set?" I nodded and he made a point of showing me an envelope, handed it to Lydia, and she said "I'll add any tips to this once we're done."

I didn't know what to do at first, plus, there wasn't a whole lot to do. Mostly the guys asked for a beer or snacks, I got them and they tipped me. I was already calm and happy, but every time I gave them something they asked for, they tipped me, so I was feeling even happier. I decided instead of a car, I was going to get an SUV. Jeff and Danny were there, and they made sure to touch me, my legs, my waist, even my butt a few times. Lydia smiled at me every time she saw me and Mike seemed focused on the cards and the game. The new guy Jason, seemed to be closer to Lydia and Mike in age, late 30's, early 40's. He had short but wavy black hair, blue gray eyes and seemed fit. He wasn't paying attention to me and seemed more interested in the cards and Mike had mentioned at least three times that the whole point of having me there, having me there half naked in a bikini was to distract the other players.

So I crowded close to him and said "Hi, I'm Julie." He put his cards down, slipped his hand around my waist, then asked "Are you friendly Julie?" I said "I can be." Jason shifted in his chair, pulled out a folded wad of bills, peeled off a $100 bill and handed it to me. He said "Distract those guys. I'm here to win." I stood there holding the $100 then looked at Lydia who mouthed "It's fine" then said "The envelope is over on the bar Princess." Everything was going so great, I put the money in with all the other money, my body felt warm and relaxed, I was happy, Lydia was smiling at me, and then out of nowhere it happened.

Between hands, Mike said "$100 for her top, $200 for her bottoms, and $500 for her to stay naked the rest of the game." I felt my blood freeze, my brain stalled, and could not believe it when Lydia started collecting the money from Jeff, Danny and Jason. As I stood there in complete shock, Lydia counted the money, raised her eyebrows, then said "Okay Princess, I've got $500 in cash here. Are you ready to give up your bikini?" I was opening my mouth but no words were coming out when Mike said "We talked about this remember? You're here to distract the boys so I can clean them out. You're merely beautiful eye candy." I stared at Lydia who got up, put the money in the envelope, then held me from behind as she purred in my ear very quietly, "They will be so distracted by your body, we'll take all their money, and when they go home broke, you and I can try out your new toys."

I moaned as Lydia and I kissed and then I felt my top come loose. She was smiling as she held it in front of me then leaned close and whispered "Be sexy when you take the bottoms off, make sure they never forget it." I didn't know how to be sexy, so I untied the bottoms, sort of swayed, then handed them to Lydia who took them millions of miles away to the Moon. Okay, maybe it was just a few feet away on the bar next to the envelope, but still. For a few minutes, other than Jeff, Danny and Jason boldly staring at me because I was naked, the game continued. Mike won two hands and Lydia won one. Jason held up his hand before Danny dealt and said "I'm out. She's beautiful, you've outdone yourself, but I have a daughter her age, so I'm out." He pushed a small wad of folded cash towards Mike, smiled at me, and said "Embrace your sexuality, you are a Goddess among humans", then left.

Jeff was smiling at me and said "It's true. You are a Goddess. I know you're supposed to distract us, but everytime I see you I just..." Lydia warned "Jeff" and he went quiet. Mike said "We're here for cards. That conversation can be had another time when she's dressed." Wow. Suddenly I didn't feel so bad being nude. I mean, even with the relaxing soap and lotion, it was still a lot to be naked, but Danny had mostly seen me naked already, Jeff had seen quite a bit of me in the sheer lingerie, and Mike has seen me naked plenty by now. I sighed and got a beer for Danny, put his tip with the rest, then stood there until Jeff said "If you really wanted to distract us, you would stand closer." Lydia nodded, so I went to stand between Jeff and Danny. It was Danny who slipped his hand up to cup, rub, then feel my ass before asking me if I played sports.

It all went South from there.

Jeff and Danny set their cards down as Jeff was touching and rubbing my ass, my waist and for some reason, my leg. Danny shifted in his chair, asked if my breasts were natural, and then pleasure started building up as he cupped, hefted and squeezed both of my boobs. Jeff's hand slipped between my legs but when I tried to shift or move away, Danny kissed me. Roughly at first, then warmly when I let him. Hands began to touch, rub and explore me as if I were an artifact and my body revved up quickly. I was lifted onto the poker table, cards, chips and money went everywhere, and I got a glimpse of Mike and Lydia kissing.

First a finger entered me, causing me to moan, and I think it was Danny's. I was overwhelmed with excitement and pleasure, maybe the soap and lotion helped me push back shame and worry? After a few minutes of being warmed up by Jeff and Danny, I was lifted and carried to a huge couch where Jeff loomed over me with a huge, hard cock. I exhaled, somehow relaxed, then took him into my mouth. He was the first guy to ever do so, but I didn't get a long time to dwell on it as something pushed its way into my pussy.

Amidst the building pleasure, I realized that was the first time I called my private area ‘pussy'. I faded in and out, had three orgasms that I know for sure about, and know both Danny and Jeff had sex with me. Then, when a moment of clarity rolled past, I realized Mike was on top of me, really giving it to me, and gasping that I was better than he could have hoped.

I would overthink that later if I remembered it.

I think at one point Lydia was beside me with her legs in the air with Danny atop her, but it could have been Jeff. Or Mike. I faded in and out, everything dimmed, then I awoke in a dark room. I stared at a dim light far away and saw 1:34. Was that 1:34am? Where was I? I felt warmth on both sides of me and once my eyes adjusted, I realized Mike was on one side of me sound asleep, Lydia was on the other.

All of us were naked.

Some things were fuzzy, unfortunately the gang bang and orgy were not. I felt waves of shame, not one wave, multiple waves. Then I crawled out of bed to pee. After going pee, I was standing there staring at my boss Mike, the man who was friends with my parents, especially my father, and his wife Lydia, the woman who used to babysit me. I exhaled and told myself to go back to bed and deal with the consequences of everything that happened at poker tomorrow.

Then it hit me.

Tomorrow I was supposed to be the eye candy distraction for golf.

Yeah, because being the eye candy distraction for poker turned out so well.

... to be continued!!!

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