Chapter 2

After a fitful night of lurid, sexy dreams – dreams of her being used by faceless men and groped and manhandled by unseen hands, cumming more times than she could count, Brooke woke to a new exciting day.

She went through her normal morning routine, getting Ken’s breakfast and packing his lunch and all the regular things she did every morning. She had to make today seem like any other day. Only it wasn’t going to be a regular normal day for her.

Once Ken was off to work, Brooke called Mr. Barstow, hoping that he hadn’t reconsidered and withdrew his offer.

“Hello, Mr. Barstow? This is Brooke Robbins. I am calling to let you know that I am still interested in the position and if you are still offering it, I will accept,” she said.

“Wonderful! Can you come by today to discuss this more and move to the next step? I would like to get you on board as soon as possible,” he asked.

“That would be fine, Sir. I can be there in about 15 minutes,” she said.

“Excellent. We have some other details to go over before you can start working,” he told her.

“Yes, Sir. I will see you in a bit then,” she said and hung up the phone.

She went in to get dressed, only this time because she knew what the job was about now, she dressed more the part of the secretary slut. She wore a very tight, very short, red off-the-shoulder dress made of stretch knit material that hugged every curve of her body.

The dress was so short that it didn’t cover the tops of her thigh-top stockings, leaving about a three-inch gap between them instead. She added a pair of six-inch silver metallic heels and her outfit was complete. As a final touch, she removed her wedding ring and left it at home – she didn’t want to answer a bunch of needless questions!

When she got to the twelfth floor again, Becky the receptionist greeted her. “I see you’re back. Does that mean you will be joining our little band?” she asked.

“We’ll see. But at least this is farther than I have gotten since I left my last place!” Brooke said.

“Well, I hope you get the job! Good luck!” she said, taking her back to Mr. Bartow’s office again.

“Ahh, Mrs. Robbins, please come in! Thank you, Becky, that will be all,” he said, smiling at them both.

“Please have a seat,” Mr. Barstow said as Becky left, shutting the door behind her. “I’m very glad you called today Mrs. Robbins. I’ve been going over your resume and you look very well qualified for this position. Your resume is most impressive!”

“Thank you, Mr. Barstow, Sir. And please, call me Brooke,” she said.

“Very well, Brooke. Now then, before you actually begin working, we have to set you up with a complete physical exam. This is a bit more extensive and unfortunately intrusive than your standard company poke and prod ... because of the type of work you will be doing, we have to make sure you are free from any STD’s or other unwanted baggage.

“Don’t take this personally, Brooke, we all have to go through it, myself included. But I don’t want any problems or anyone being sued or anything. So we all go through a once a year physical to include testing for STD’s.

And while we are speaking of sexually transmitted diseases, there is another type of sexually transmitted ‘unwanted’ that we try very hard to avoid, and that is pregnancy. While I don’t require any of my employees to go through vasectomies or getting their tubes tied, we don’t want any unexpected new employees either.

“Some of the people here have an aversion to using condoms – either they don’t like the way they feel or, in one particular case, one of the women here is allergic to latex. So condoms are a matter of choice. However, all the women here are expected to take precautions to avoid the specter of pregnancy, be it the pill or some other method.

“And most of the men are willing to help out as well by either pulling out before they cum or by using another method for having sex. No one has ever gotten pregnant by a blowjob, you know!” he said smiling.

“Yes, Sir. I understand. I’m on the pill myself, although my husband and I aren’t all that sexually active these days...” she said, looking down sadly.

“Oh?” Mr. Barstow inquired.

“Well, it’s just that money has been tight and Ken, my husband, has been working very hard to support us. I have tried to find a job to help out, but finding anything steady is hard these days.

“As a result, Ken comes home too tired and worn out to have sex. And I’m sitting at home all day just watching TV and wishing that things were easier for him so that we could be like we used to be when money wasn’t such a big issue and we could enjoy life isn’t of worrying about it all the time,” she said.

“So how does your husband feel about your working here? Have you told him that your duties as a secretary involve more than just typing, filing and answering phones?” he asked.

“Oh no, Sir! I couldn’t tell him about working here! At least not the sex part of it. He would completely freak out,” she said quickly.

“Yes, I can imagine he probably would. Well, that’s one thing about this job, Brooke. If you are accepted, no one outside the company would know that you work here as our secretary slut. You may tell them that you are our secretary with all the usual secretarial duties, but the slut side of your work would remain a closely-guarded company secret.

“You see Brooke, due to the nature of our business as a financial consulting firm, we are privy to a lot of very personal information. Our clients expect our utmost discretion and confidence in keeping that information to ourselves. Along with that, the way we work things in this office – with your office sex slut duties – also has to stay secret.

“No one outside the walls of this office knows what goes on here aside from the standard financial consulting side. Each member of our team knows and understands that if word got out what goes on here, this company would be ruined and all of us would either be jailed or at the very least have our reputations irreversibly damaged.

“We all have far too much to lose to let word of the goings on here slip out. So you too will be sworn to secrecy – both in our clients’ personal information as well as to the running of the office itself,” Mr. Barstow explained.

“I understand completely, Sir. At my last real job with Thompson-Kincaid, we had access to our clients’ personal information as well so I know all about being discrete. Plus, as you said, once I start ‘working’, I too will not be able to tell anyone all that I do here.

“Although I have and will be cheating on my husband, I do still love him. It’s just that I am a woman, Sir, and I have needs that aren’t being met. I can’t believe I’m telling you this so brazenly, but it’s the truth. I love sex and the way things are at home right now, it’s just not happening,” Brooke said softly.

“Well Brooke, I can promise you one thing, here at Barstow Associates. If you pass your physical and are hired, you won’t have to worry about that problem anymore! Our men and women here are always in need of stress relief and having you here to take care of that means they will be able to concentrate more on the business end of the company.

“Poor Becky has had to try to fill in since our last girl left, and I’m sure she will welcome another slut in the company to take some of the load off her!” he chuckled.

Brooke was having a hard time sitting still as he talked about the amount of sex that Becky seemed to be getting. She could feel her own pussy buzzing and she felt a warm flush as she dampened at his explanation. She wanted a chance at some of that action!

“If you are still interested in coming to work here, I will set up an appointment with our company physician for your exam. I’m sure you will pass, but we still go through the motions just for our own peace of mind,” he said.

“Yes, I am interested in coming to work here, Sir. I look forward to serving – and servicing – the company any way I can,” Brooke said with a little smile.

“Good, I was hoping you would. I will set up the appointment then. Once you have been cleared by our physician, we will get you to work as soon as possible,” he said.

“Thank you, Sir,” Brooke said.

It was three long restless days before her appointment. She knew she would pass, that wasn’t the problem. It was waiting until the appointment. She just kept thinking about the sex she was missing out on while waiting.

If what Mr. Barstow was saying is true, Becky was right now bent over a desk being fucked senseless or kneeling in front of one of the men, getting her face blasted with sweet creamy cum!

Maybe Becky was the type to take it up the ass – Brooke loved a good ass fuck! And she was sitting here in this lonely old house just waiting for the appointment while Becky was getting all the hard, stiff cock she could want and more!

Finally, the day of her appointment arrived. Brooke could hardly wait to get Ken off to work and get over to the doctor’s office and get this stumbling block behind her. She got to the doctor’s office a few minutes early, just in case there was some paperwork to take care of.

The doctor was able to see her quickly, which Brooke appreciated. She followed the nurse back to the exam room. The nurse did the usual blood pressure, temperature, height, and weight checks. She asked Brooke a bunch of standard medical questions like allergies, what medications she takes, and so forth.

“Okay, Mrs. Robbins, the doctor will be with you in a minute. Just wait here. While you are waiting you can get undressed and put on this gown please,” the nurse said.

Brooke thought that was a bit of an odd request for a simple physical, but she’d never been to this doctor before and shrugged it off, doing as she was told. It wasn’t like she was shy or anything after all!

She took off her clothes but decided to keep her panties on, though. This was supposed to be just a routine employment physical after all. If they questioned it, she would just play dumb and say “I didn’t think you meant everything!”

She undressed down to her lacy, well fitting panties and put the thin exam gown on with the opening in the back as the nurse had instructed. She tied the strings around her neck and the one at the small of her back to keep it closed somewhat but the one in the middle of her back she couldn’t reach.

Brooke wished the doctor would hurry up – she wanted to get home and call Mr. Barstow to tell him she had completed the exam. After an agonizing fifteen minutes, the doctor came in. He was a good looking man.

Brooke figured he was over six foot tall judging by the measuring strip on the door frame, about the same age as her, and in very good shape from what she could tell. h\He was wearing a typical white doctors coat with a stethoscope around his neck and carrying a clipboard. He was actually very handsome and Brooke could feel her pussy tingle as he entered the room. He had a very nice smile and seemed pleasant.

“Hello, Mrs. Robbins, I’m Dr. Williams and I’ll be doing your examination today. I understand you are here for a physical for Barstow Associates, is that correct?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well, they are good clients of mine and have been for several years. Why don’t we go ahead and get started, so we can get you on your way as quickly as possible. It looks like your BP and temperature are normal, I’m going to go ahead and listen to your heart and lungs now,” he said.

He stepped up closer to her and placed the stethoscope on her chest. He didn’t ask her to drop the gown, and Brooke started thinking maybe this won’t be so bad after all. He moved it a couple of different places on her chest then moved it around to her back by her kidneys.