NAKED LEGAL 2: The First Day

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CHAPTER TWO: THE FIRST DAY

The next morning I stepped out of the shower, drying myself and looked into the mirror after wiping a large circle of fog from the surface. I looked at my body critically as if I was evaluating the finishing touches of a completed outfit. I raised my eyes from the reflection of my body and giggled at the eyes staring back at me. Except for a few items, this was my outfit for the day.

I had done the due diligence as Mr. Franklin said. I reviewed all the documents closely, evaluating not only the general deion from the phrases but the nuances of the specific words where subtle changes can be manifest. There were no surprises in the wording, everything was as verbally described to me during the meeting. I had heard the words, but seeing them in print within a legally binding contract I was to sign and have countersigned by Mr. Franklin gave me a shiver. There were no tricky words to obscure the intention. My work would be as needed by Mr. Franklin and the team without limitation of a title either as an attorney or something less. It clearly spelled out the only limitation of arguing in court and representing myself with a client.

The shiver-producing words were an entire section under a deive heading, NAKED LEGAL: I was to remain naked, except for stocking, heels, and jewelry while in the offices; I was to be available for the sexual pleasure of all members of the team at any time and in any way; I was to be sexually available to any member of the team outside of work with the approval of Mr. Franklin; I was to be sexually submissive to the team and primarily to Mr. Franklin who would represent ultimate control; all males would be referred to as ‘sir’ or ‘Mr. last name’; all females would be referred to as ‘ma’am’ or ‘Mrs. or Miss last name’; and, as reinforcement, I agreed to respond at any time, anyhow, anywhere, and anyone, as directed.

Reading the documents and allowing my mind to wander in the possibilities kept me in a state of stimulation. My body was continually flushed with arousal and excitement, my nipples were hard to the point of awareness, my pussy was drooling so I took a hand towel to sit on. The frustration was not being able to relieve the tension building within me.

The benefits package was astounding. There had been no discussion of salary or benefits and I had assumed being given a position where I could spend my days ‘acting’ like an attorney might compensate for a greatly reduced salary of a paralegal. I was wrong. The salary offer was more than I had previously been making and I was sure that wasn’t a random figure. I felt sure he had done his diligence in all aspects of my previous career, including my compensation. Additionally, I was included in an office bonus plan, expense account, and clothing allowance. The clothing allowance surprised me and I made a mental note to ask about that since I wouldn’t be wearing many.

I chose a business suit dress with black lace matching underwear, sheer black thigh-high stockings with lace elastic top, black patent leather 4-inch heels, and a string of black pearls and earrings for my first day. I placed the folder with the documents inside a box of personal items for my new office and desk. I would bring more during subsequent days as I decided how I would decorate in keeping with the others.

“Grace! Let me help you with that.” I was balancing the box and purse on a raised knee as I tried to press the buzzer with an elbow. I turned my head to find Mark, the research geek, jogging down the hallway. He used his keycard, propped the door open with his foot and took the box from my arms, then held the door for me to pass through. Inside the small reception area, he put the box down on the coffee table and dug into his backpack. “Here, I made a card for you last night. I’ll take the box inside and put it on your desk.” He had the next door propped open when he turned, “Welcome to the team, Grace. It’s going to be awesome, everyone is excited.”

I looked at him and blushed, “Thank you, sir. I bet you’re excited.”

He stammered and blushed himself. “Noooooo … okay, sure, but I meant excited about your legal mind combined with the boss and what we’re working on. It’s going to be really exciting to be a part of.”

I thanked him and it occurred to me how little I really did know about what the small group was working on. I was so focused on the ‘other’ part of my responsibilities the legal side was barely discussed except for the potential.

I had placed my purse on top of the box Mark took but kept the folder. I placed it on the coffee table and the new key card on top of it. I located the small closet I had been instructed to use. I reached behind my back to lower the zipper as I moved to the closet. I lowered the dress and stepped out of it, opened the door and found several padded hangers intended for women’s clothing. I smiled at the thought of Marjorie thinking of such a detail and wondered how she fit into this sexually. I was getting aroused thinking about an older woman. I hung up my dress and reached behind for the snaps to my bra and was in the process of slipping it down my arms when the outside door opened. I turned my head to glance at the door to find Jake standing in the open door. My arousal jacked up another couple notches at the appearance of the handsome, athletically large black man ogling me. It was too late to cover my breasts as the bra strap dropped to my fingers. I discretely sucked in a breath as I hung the garment on the same hanger as the dress, then turned to face him and the open door. I nervously looked from him to the door. I didn’t know when I might be exhibited to others but assumed Mr. Franklin would desire it to be intentional and not accidental. He seemed to recover seeing my darting eyes and stepped fully into the reception room to allow the door to close on its own.

“Sorry, Grace. I didn’t mean to … expose you like … WOW! You’re stunning.”

I blushed (again!?!), “Thank you, sir.” My eyes went wide as he strode directly up to me, placed an index finger under my chin and raised my chin and face up. He lowered his face and gently kissed me on the lips. I felt like the city waterworks had suddenly sprung a leak inside my pussy.

He smiled and stepped to the other door, “Welcome to the team, Grace.”

I quickly stepped to him and stopped him with a touch on his arm and I shivered at the feel of his muscled, bare forearm. “Jake, why was everyone so sure I would be here this morning to accept the position?”

“The boss. He showed us yesterday when you followed his direction to become naked in his office before you even had a contract or understanding of the position.” He stepped away from the door and put his hands on my shoulders. He was not afraid to touch me. “Grace, I don’t know if you have any latent concerns about this or not. It would be natural to have them, but the boss is who he appears to be. You’re a brilliant woman and a very sexual woman, which is a stimulating combination released together. You can trust the boss when he says he will fulfill your need to be complete, both your talented legal mind and your very, very sexy body.” He winked at me, used his keycard and disappeared into the main offices.

I turned to the open closet. I closed my eyes and allowed a long moan to escape. I slid my panties down my legs and sought someplace to hang them so they could dry out. That was when I noticed the full-length mirror on the inside surface of the door. I wondered if this was here for me to gain another reminder of what I was doing before entering the office. If so, it worked. I walked to the coffee table, took a tissue and dabbed at my wet pussy, discarding it in the wastebasket next to the door.

As I passed through the door, I found Marjorie stepping from her office. She stopped and smiled. I awkwardly fumbled with the keycard and folder. She came up to me, took the card from my fingers and slipped it into the elastic of my stockings, then patted it.

She looked me in the eyes and her hands rose to cup my bare breasts. “I’ve been dying to touch these since I saw them yesterday.” She lowered her face and kissed each nipple. I gasped and allowed a moan. I couldn’t believe it. It was Marjorie who was the first to touch me intimately. She raised her face to mine and softly kissed my lips and she whispered against them, “I’m lesbian, Grace, and I would love to introduce you to my partner if that’s okay.”

I shivered.