“Ok guys, time for work group!” Ms Tara’s voice was as welcome as the
afternoon bell, announcing school was over.
“Geez, Tara,” groused Ms Regina. “I was almost afraid you’d forgot!”
The young lady stood up from her desk and stretched. Then she reached a
hand down and helped Robin to his feet. The teen had been sitting on the
floor at her feet, his smooth legs drawn together, as he collated this
quarter’s hardcopy mailing to the various work sections there at
Maternity’s complex of offices. He hastily gathered his work together in
time to be helped up. “Just leave them on my desk, Twerp,” Ms Regina
advised her boy. “It’s finally the weekend!”
“Almost the weekend, Gina!” Ms Tara corrected wryly. “You two coming,
Rache?”
“Yep,” the younger girl replied cheerfully. “I just had to save this
compilation.” Then she added, “Of course, if it was up to me, ‘we two’
would have been coming a lot earlier.” She looked a smile at Andy and
blew him a kiss. “Isn’t that right, Big Boy?”
Andy felt his cheeks warm in embarrassment, yet again. As Ms Rachael
stared him down and licked her lips, he managed to stammer, “D-do you,
um, you want me to file that, Ms Rachael?”
She withdrew the disk and walked across to Andy, who was standing next to
the files. He had the fleeting impression of a gazelle being approached
by a lioness, but it passed as she just handed him the disk. Then she
surprised him, grasping the crotch of his slacks. “That’s not all I
want, Andrew.”
Andy backed up a space, felt the cold, hard filing cabinet on his slender
back, felt his hard penis in his coworker’s slim, warm hand. “But it’ll
do for now,” she said cheerfully and suddenly she left for their meeting.
Andy noticed himself panting as his eyes followed Ms Rachael’s bouncy
behind, clad in her comfy jeans, swaying as she went out the door.
Andy felt a weight on his feet, jumped in surprise. His eyes met those
of Ms Rachael, sitting opposite him. She had her usual self-satisfied
smile. He didn’t know what she was doing under the table, but what
bothered him more was that Andy missed what Ms Tara was saying. He made
a point of looking at his oh-so-lovely supervisor.
“Ok, next item,” Ms Tara said, rushing through her agenda. It was
obvious she was as ready for the weekend as her workers. “Systems is
going to go a purge this weekend.”
Andy felt the same weight on his shoes and moved his feet back under him.
Ms Rachael returned his nervous gaze with a saccharine smile. Then she
slouched slightly in her chair and Andy felt a tugging at his slacks. He
irritably pulled his legs away, banging the table in his haste.
“Andrew, stop fidgeting,” Ms Rachael said, her expression playful despite
her severe tone. “You’re being a distraction.”
“Just spank him, Rache,” a slouching Ms Regina said flippantly.
“Gina, we don’t spank on a whim,” Ms Tara’s voice distracted him from his
distraction. “But Andrew, sit still.” Andy froze, butterflies in his
tummy at the thought that he may have displeased her. “As I was
saying,” the lovely lady looked at Andy pointedly. He felt ashamed for
interrupting her. “It’s gonna go into next week, which means no puters
Monday or Tuesday, which means…”
Again Andy felt a tugging on his slacks. This time, afraid to cause a
distraction, he let his legs be drawn forward. Ms Rachael smiled her
approval, and slid first one soft, bare foot, then the other, down his
pant legs, to rest atop his feet. She then nodded toward Ms Tara, and
Andy realized again that he lost track of what she was saying. Feeling
trapped beneath the bare feet of his pretty young coworker, Andy turned
and found Ms Tara looking straight at him.
“Right.” Ms Tara sighed. “The last thing I have is about pay raises!”
Ms Tara stopped to enjoy everybody’s cheers, then went on. As she
explained ‘big picture’ things – Maternity Fashions was doing well, New
Mother Babywear was doing very well, and Child Wonder (Maternity’s new
infant toy project) was showing promise – Ms Tara maintained eye contact
with Andy. It was like she was holding him still with her gaze.
“So not only do we have Ms Thea’s thanks, we’re getting another 5% this
January.” As Ms Tara spoke, Ms Rachael idly moved her feet over his
shoes and occasionally caressed his ankles, reminding Andy she was using
him as her footstool. Ms Tara paused, just a second, her loving stare
making Andy feel squishy inside, then looked around at her other workers.
“That’s all I have; what do you have for me? Robin, dear?” Ms Tara
nodded her encouragement to the teen.
Robin glanced at the casually slouching Ms Regina across from him and
gasped slightly. Ms Regina said, “It’s ok, dear. Why don’t you tell Ms
Tara about this quarter’s mailing?”
The quiet, nervous-looking teen managed to blurt out, “It’s almost done,
Ms Tara. I’ll have envelopes out on Monday.”
“Very Good, Robin,” Ms Tara said. The boy smiled, blushing, and let out
a little sigh.
“Andrew, except for our special mornings together, I’ve had you under Ms
Rachael since you got back from your conference,” Tara said. “How do you
feel?”
“I think Andrew likes being under me, don’t you, sweet-cheeks?” Ms
Rachael smiled, pressing her one bare foot down on his shoe, raising the
other up the leg of his slacks, to rest on his lap.
“Um, I” Andy stammered. Ms Tara’s encouraging look gave him strength to
go on, even if his younger coworker had so casually reduced him to a
cushion for her feet. “Ms Rachael and I work well together. Both the
fuel request and our vendor pays went smoothly.”
“Good job, Andy” Ms Tara smiled her approval. “You _are_ learning to
work and play well with others. Rache, what have you got there?”
“Oh, this? It’s an M-12 from one of our offices, looks important, so I
wanted to give it right to you.” Ms Rachael tried to sound casual,
businesslike, but as she passed the M-12 Materiel Requisition form to Ms
Regina, who was sitting next to Ms Tara, she started tittering.
The slouching Ms Regina looked at the form, looked at Ms Rachael and
shook her head. “You’re like a cow in heat, Rache.”
Ms Tara took the form from Ms Regina and looked it over. “Oh,” she
nodded, keeping a not-quite-serious expression. “Materiel Procurement
has an immediate and urgent requirement for another male worker, to help
with files management, general legwork and servicing the female personnel
sexually. Current sexual frustration is adversely affecting work.”
“Hey, I’ve got no complaints!” Ms Regina said, looking at Robin and
licking her lips. The teen boy blushed and sighed.
“Rache, you’ve got issues,” Ms Tara said fondly, and added with a chuckle
“but a great sense of humor!”
“I’m serious,” the girl replied. “Gina’s got her boy-toy doing her every
time she takes a bathroom break, and twice at lunch, and you’ve got
Andrew here so he doesn’t even notice there’s anyone in this office
besides Ms Tara,” here Ms Rachael prodded Andy’s crotch irritably,
visibly noticing his erection at the same time that Andy did. “Even if I
can give him an erection just by existing.” She looked around now,
serious. “But I don’t have anyone! I thought having Andrew for a couple
of weeks would make it better, but it’s worse. Working with this little
prick,” again her dainty bare foot pressed Andy’s surprisingly hard
penis, “gets me so hot that by lunch time my panties are soaked and I can
hardly think straight.”
“Did Robin make it any better?” Ms Regina asked, genuine concern showing
in her expression
“Oh yes!” cooed Ms Rachael, and Robin half-gasped, half-sighed. “I rode
that cutie-pie face all through lunch today. It was just what I needed.”
“Apparently.” Ms Regina gave her girlfriend a wry look. “My Robin red-
cheeks said you made him worship your special place all last night, too.”
As Ms Rachael praised Robin’s skill in graphic detail, and gushed her
thanks to Ms Regina for lending the lad to her, Andy was drawn back to
his own experiences of the night before. Sandy had sent their Pete to
bath and bed early – Andy was impressed with how their son didn’t fight
with her about bath time any more – and then took Andy to their bedroom.
He remembered his mad scramble to become naked for her, his joy and
excitement as Sandy casually slipped off her jeans and panties, then
lounged, nude from the waste down on the plush chair she had him put in
their bedroom. She had her legs spread, resting comfortably on the
overstuffed arms of the chair, treating him to the sight of her womanly
charms.
At her beckoning, Andy eagerly came to his wife. At first all she did
was talk, all she let him do was kneel there between her legs, awestruck
by the sight of her special place dripping with passion, becoming giddy
with the heady perfume of her womanhood, as she entranced him in her
sweet, gentle voice. Then she indulgently patted her special place,
inviting Andy to taste her. He couldn’t get enough of Sandy, and feasted
on her with his tongue, as she stroked his head and murmured her love.
Sitting in the meeting room, Andy could almost smell her heavenly
fragrance, and as he remembered his evening worshipping his wife’s
special place, he had to bite his tongue to keep from making “Mm-mm”
noises in front of everybody.
“Next time,” advised Ms Tara, “You need to allow Robin’s penis inside
your special place.” That got Andy’s attention, and most of the others
there, too. Ms Rachael looked interested at Ms Tara, Robin again
gasped, looking quite flustered, but Ms Regina continued to slouch in her
seat, looking at her boy. “Oh yes,” Ms Tara continued. “A boy’s tongue
feels as good to your special place as his love does to your heart, but
to really satisfy, nothing beats a good fuck.”
Robin ducked his head, looking quite embarrassed. “I’m sorry dear,” Ms
Tara patted his hand. “I mean nothing beats making love. But it’s
getting late.” Ms Tara was all business again. The current staffing
situation is not fair, and despite what you said, Rache, I think your
work was much better this week with a little helper, so on Monday I’m
going to put in an official request for an additional Procurement
Clerk.” Ms Tara turned to Ms Regina. “Whatcha got for me, Gina?”
The idly slouching young lady said, “well, we’ve got a _valid_ request
from Babywear for a new knitting machine,” she looked a smile at Ms
Rachael, “our vendor pays are done, early as usual, and–”
Robin started gasping, “Oh, OH-oh!” he exclaimed as he writhed joyously
in his seat. “OH, Mommy!” he cried rapturously. Ms Regina, slouching a
bit more, looked at him with indulgent satisfaction.
“That looked like fun,” Rachael giggled at the boy, his face rosy from
the embarrassment, and the pleasure, of his orgasm.
“Oh, it _was_,” Ms Regina said gleefully.
Ms Tara glanced under the table and shook her head. “Are we in high
school, Gina?” she asked, her voice a bit too patient.
“Yes, teacher, may I be excused?” Ms Regina said. “I have to get my boy
cleaned up.”
“This meeting is taking longer than I planned.”
“I’m sorry, Tara.” Ms Regina sat up. “Like I was saying before I was
interrupted,” she blew Robin a kiss. “Our vendor pays are done, but
we’ve got 4 new vendors today. I’ve entered them into the system and
I’ll give them to you on Monday. Finally, I’m recommending you give
Robin to Rache next week, let her use his filing skills and frequently
hard prick to make her life a little easier until we get another boy
in.” Ms Tara nodded as Ms Regina went on, “And that way, you’ll have
Andrew following you around like a puppy all day again. We can tell he
misses it.”
A satisfied Ms Tara began, “That’s a good–”
“Stop it!” Andy exclaimed. He found himself on his feet. “Just stop
that, now! Robin and I are _not_ equipment or pets, and you can’t treat
us like we are.” The outraged Andy punctuated his next statement with
his fist on the meeting table. “We’re damned good workers, and damned
good at our jobs, and goddamn it you BITCHES are gonna treat us like
it!”
‘Uh-oh,’ thought Andy as he looked at the four shocked faces staring back
at him. ‘I really blew it.’ He stood there uncomfortably as the room
was silent for a minute, for an eternity.
Then Ms Regina looked at Ms Tara and casually said, “I thought we had him
declawed.”
“Apparently not,” smiled an impressed Ms Rachael.
“No,” said a very unimpressed Ms Tara. “You can spank a baby’s hand to
keep away from a hot stove–”
“Or teach him to mind Big Sister,” Ms Regina interrupted, sticking her
tongue out at Andy.
“Yes,” Ms Regina continued. “But you can’t make him trust in you, or
even respect you, if he refuses to.” She looked at Andy as she said
that, and he could see some spark that was always there for him was
extinguished. His belly seemed to drop into the ground, he felt like
dirt; no, he knew he was dirt. Andy knew he had just ruined everything.
“I’d better just go,” he said.
“Sit,” Ms Tara commanded. She’d never used that tone with him, but it
worked. Andy found himself sitting at the table with the rest of them.
“You’re not going to ‘just go.’ I won’t allow it. Also,” she allowed
him a smile, a small, sad one, but maybe she didn’t hate him. “You’ve
impressed Ms Rachael. Running away would undermine her hero worship.”
“Yeah, Andrew,” Ms Rachael slid a slim hand across the table, took his
trembling hand in hers, and gave him an encouraging look. “You don’t
want to erode your fan base.”
“Why don’t the rest of you go enjoy your weekend.” Ms Tara looked
resolute. “I’ll try to get this fixed.”
Robin spoke up. “We’re a team,” the shy teen said quietly. “Maybe we
can help Andrew as a team.”
“Good boy,” Ms Tara said, nodding her approval. “Ok, kids. What should
we do with a situation like this?”
Andy looked around. Everyone, even Ms Rachael, who admitted she liked
him, and even Robin who Andy thought he was sticking up for, looked at
him like he was a problem to be solved. As they sat in thoughtful
silence, Andy just knew the solution would be another conference, another
week of … unpleasantness.
“I know what he needs,” Ms Regina said finally. ‘Here it comes,’ thought
Andy. ‘She never did like me.’ Ms Regina turned to Ms Tara. “You need
to baby him.”
‘Baby?’ Andy thought, thoroughly confused. She was supposed to have him
shipped off to the conference center again.
“That’s an idea,” Ms Tara said, considering.
“It’s an idea that’ll work,” decided Ms Regina. She looked appraisingly
at Andy. “My dad used to be a pain in the ass, just like Andrew. Then
Mom decided to baby him, and it worked. Dad was literally a new person.”
“Yeah, I remember!” exclaimed Ms Rachael. She continued, with growing
excitement at the idea. “You Mom just gushed over how much better
behaved – better in general, even in bed – your dad was as a baby!”
“Baby?” Andy asked. He didn’t understand, and was frustrated because the
others weren’t even talking to him.
“I’m surprised I didn’t think of it,” Ms Tara mused. “Of course, having
a baby at the office would be a lot of work, and I’ll have to discuss it
with Andrew’s mothermistress first to see if she _wants_ to baby Andrew.”
“She will,” Ms Regina said. “Mom loved it, and so did our next door
neighbors when they all started doing it. Besides,” Ms Regina favored
Andy with a fond smile. “Andrew’s been a big baby ever since he came
here, we’d just be helping him admit it, and helping him use his
infantile attitude in a good way.”
“Oooh,” cooed Ms Rachael, looking with playful lust at Andy. “Baby
Andrew, Mommy Rachael will take good care of you.”
“IF Andrew’s mothermistress wants that.” Ms Tara interrupted. “I’ll
have to discuss it with her, since she’ll have to care for her baby more
than we’ll ever see him. I’ll meet with her and your Mom next week,
Gina. IF she think’s it’s a good idea, we’ll probably have Andrew babied
next weekend, at the beginning of next month.
“What to you mean ‘baby’?” asked Andy, louder but careful not to make
another scene.
“It’s simple, Andrew.” Ms Tara stood up and walked to him. She knelt
beside his chair and wrapped loving arms around the man who had just
called her names and been loud and obnoxious with her. “A baby can be
spanked to teach him not to do something, but you can’t remove decades of
bad training and bad attitudes with a spanking. You need a new
beginning. I’m going to call your Mommy tonight and we’ll have a nice,
long talk.” With eyes full of love, she kissed Andy tenderly on the
lips, held the man protectively to her breasts. “Maybe we can give you a
new beginning.”