Office Odyssey, Ch. 03
As soon as Dana arrived, I let her know that Chelsea wanted to see her. I really wanted to give her some warning as to what she should expect in Chelsea's office, but at this point I wasn't about to disobey a direct order from my boss - the boss who had just entirely dominated me, forcing me to eat her pussy and ass while I stroked myself to orgasm. Dana gave me a look like she knew that something was up, but just quietly went to Dana's office to find out what was in store for her.
She was gone for just under an hour. In the meantime, I tried to get some work done, but was distracted with thoughts of what was going on just down the hall. I imagined Chelsea treating Dana the way she had treated me - forcing her into submission and using her tongue as a sex toy. When Dana came back, she was visibly shaken. Her makeup was running and her eyes still appeared puffy, as if she had been crying, but she had the most satisfied smile I had ever seen on her.
"Was it... OK?" I asked tentatively.
"Oh... it was... it was good. So good. It was amazing. She told me what she did with you while we were playing at the beginning. It got me so fucking wet. Then she really turned on the dominant personality and just... had her way with me. I'm not supposed to tell you any more details. And she explicitly said not to fool around with you at all today. Also, she wants us both in her office this afternoon at 4:30."
"Both of us?"
"Mmhmm, both of us. I think she has something big planned."
For the rest of the day, Dana and I both worked diligently and did our best to keep our distance from one another, knowing that Chelsea would be watching out for any signs of us disobeying her command.
Just before 4:30, the last remaining co-worker of ours packed up their things and headed home. This left just me and Dana in the office. We nervously walked together to Chelsea's office, though I think that both of us were more turned on than anything. Surely this was going to be something enjoyable.
Chelsea had her feet up the desk when we entered. She gave us a blank stare and motioned for us to take a seat in front of her desk.
"Good day of work for both of you?"
"Yeah... productive," I answered.
"I would say so," Chelsea agreed. "It's amazing what you two can accomplish here when you're not fucking each other senseless."
Dana blushed and averted her gaze, staring at the floor in front of Chelsea's desk.
"Well, did you tell him what we did this morning, or did you follow my instructions?" Chelsea's face was stern as she asked Dana the question. Dana responded with her eyes still toward the floor.
"No, I listened like you said."
"Good slut. Now I don't have to punish you. So, I have a task that I need both of you for." Saying this, Chelsea rose from her chair and began to walk around the desk. She gazed down at us with an imperious grin as she unbuckled her belt and started removing her pants. She walked behind us once they were entirely off and closed the door, locking it firmly and turning to look at us with a ferocious glare. She then removed her shirt and bra. Chelsea was naked in front of us, while Dana and I were still fully clothed.
"Take those clothes off. You don't need them for what comes next."
We undressed and tossed our clothes into a pile. Now all three of us stood nude. Dana and I waited to see what would happen next, as Chelsea simply scanned our bodies up and down, savoring the power she was wielding over us.
"Dana told me all about your relationship earlier," Chelsea said, addressing me "She told me how she feels about you... I was impressed, honestly. I thought this was just some office fling, purely physical. But it's more than that, isn't it Dana?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Why don't you tell him what you told me. Tell him how you really feel."
"Oh... you said it would be our secret."
"No, I said that I wouldn't tell him. But you are going to. If the three of us are going to have this sort of relationship at work, everything needs to be open between you two. Tell him what you told me. Say the words."
Dana blushed, and looked at me nervously. Her lips were trembling as she formed the words.
"Tyler, I... I feel things for you that I've never felt. You make me so happy and give me so much pleasure, and... and you're all I can think about. You make me feel so safe, and so beautiful when we're together. I feel appreciated."
"Say it," Chelsea commanded. "I know you want to."
"Tyler... I love you. I love you. I can't describe it any other way. I almost told you yesterday at my house, but I couldn't get it out. I love you. I want to be with you."
"How does that make you feel?" Chelsea asked me.
"It feels... right. The sex has been amazing but it's more than that. I love you too, Dana."
Dana broke out in an uncontrollable blushing smile at this. Chelsea simply looked back and forth between us, gauging our reactions to this new openness. She motioned for us to get closer to her, and each other. As we did, she put a hand on each of our shoulders and pushed us together.
"Kiss. Show how much you love each other."
The subsequent kiss between Dana and me was full of passion, with our hands roving over each other's naked bodies. We kissed deeply, tongues wrestling against one another, each trying to overwhelm the other. We did this for nearly a minute before Chelsea forced us apart.
"I'm glad we got that out of the way. Now, Dana, take a seat behind my desk and spread your legs."
Confused but compliant, Dana did as she was told. Her ample tits swayed back and forth as she walked. Now I stood there with Chelsea just inches from my raging erection, while Dana sat and observed behind the desk.
Chelsea bent over her desk and presented her perfect round ass to me. She looked back over her shoulder and beckoned for me to approach. Once I was close behind her, she turned to look at Dana, their faces only inches away.
"Do you know what happens now?" Chelsea inquired.
