Chloe at Work (Closed for officegirl20)

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Thursday morning, nine o’clock, and Bill Keeler is looking over his agenda for the day. Nothing of note, except . . . 1:30 pm Chloe Jackson. Sixty-day probation performance review.

He smiled. She did her job well, though that wasn’t too hard to do. Definitely offer her the permanent position. He thought back to that day two months ago when he hired her. There were a dozen applicants for the position, all capable of doing it; after all, it was only running the copy machine. A dozen applicants, but Miss Jackson stood out. Not for her abilities, but for her looks. A statuesque blonde, well-dressed, well-built, pretty - very pretty, a bit of a princess, but genial. His department could use some eye candy, he decided, and so Chloe Jackson was hired. And now she’d be around for some time, a visual (and aromatic - her perfume was enrapturing ) treat for himself and the two other men who worked under him in the document preparation department of Featherstonhaugh, Armbruster, and Cavanaugh, Attorneys at Law.

He would have loved to get into her pants, and might have had she not been a newlywed. He did try flirting with her, a few suggestive jokes, and occasional accidental bump, but it was clear she was, like most new brides, committed to her husband. Otherwise, he felt, he might have had a chance. He was good-looking, tall, too, with a full head of hair, and very fit well-muscled from his three-times-a-week gym workouts, and he did have conquests, still playing the field, as he said, at thirty-five.

He liked to brag about his sexual successes, with the guys at the gym, at the bar on the weekends, and, most of all, in his online chat group. A half a dozen guys who met online every Tuesday night to talk about their latest lays. Two of the guys were married, and they’d brag about all the different things they did with their wives. Whenever they could, the single guys would take pics of the girls they laid and share them with the group, They tried to get the married men to share too, but with no luck. At any rate, Bill - “Wolf-1” to his chat group - would have been delighted to brag about Chloe and show a pic; she’d have been the hottest of his conquests.

He got to his tasks for the day, and at lunch he could help but think - maybe fantasize would be a better term - about the coming meeting with Chloe.

 

[officegirl20]

Chloe Jackson, half confident and half nervkus sat in the conference room in the following



She had been working hard to get into the corporate world and, as a newlywed was struggling a bit to be respectful of her husband and at the same time show her sometimes over friendly and flirty side. She just did that to fit in and be nice but now she sat scrolling on her phone as the clock clicked closer to the meeting time.
She hoped her feminine but professional looking attire would get her bonus points and a leg up on any competition.

 

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Keeler opened the door to the conference room and spoke to Chloe.

“Ms. Jackson, I think it would be better if we met in my office.”

He held the door for her and then led her to his office. She didn’t really need to be led, though; she’d been there more than a few times. The first, of course was for her interview with him after HR had approved her for further questioning. The second was when she was hired.

He explained to her that she was one of two candidates they were considering for the position. She was offered half-time probation for sixty days, as was the other candidate. The sixty days were up, and the decision would have been made. Keeler wondered if his tone had left her worried that she wasn’t the successful candidate, that Heather, the other hire, would have the job.

“Have a seat,” he said, sweeping his arm at the chair in front of his desk.

He took his seat behind the desk, keeping his eyes on Chloe. Yes, she was a nice piece of eye candy, office eye candy. Her grey pencil skirt showed off her hips and ass, and her rack was straining at the crisp cotton of her button-up blouse. Her legs were perfectly smoothed by her stockings. Damn, she looked so professional and so hot at the same time. Bill Keeler imagined that under her sexy business apparel she wore skimpy black lace lingerie.

“Well, Ms. Jackson,” he began, “I have the final report on your probationary period. You’ve done your work excellently and professionally. The Partners and Associates have all commented on your professional dress and your genial disposition. I concur fully with their assessment, I’ve been authorized to offer you the full time position as copy manager with a twenty-five percent raise. If you accept, you can go to HR after this meeting and take care of the paperwork. You’ll start full time on Monday, and, if you are going to join Featherstonhaugh, Armbruster, and Cavanaugh, I’ve been authorized to take you to lunch then to celebrate. What do you say?”

He was pretty sure she’d say yes, particularly with the raise he had approved for her, and he looked forward to a lunch date with her; it just might give him an opportunity to get closer to her in spite of her being married.

 

[officegirl20]

"Of course lunch with you guys sounds fun. Heck yes i accept!!" Chloe said with an excited bubbly tone. Her husband was across country on a business call so she didnt want to interupt that so she held off on telling him on her new position and just was floating on cloud 9.
She parked her older vette at the restaurant and got out. She saw the group talking and approached them. For a second it felt like they were undressing her with their eyes but probably nerves she thought and shook it off as with a warm friendly tone, she greeted her new boss and his other partners in the company.

 

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Bill Drove the three senior lawyers to the restaurant; Chloe was taking her own car since she would have the rest of the day off. The four men were waiting for her outside the restaurant when she arrived. The three partners in the firm hadn’t seen her yet today, and their eyes almost popped when they did. It was office dress, to be sure, but a bit tight and a bit short, and . . . well, they couldn’t take their eyes off her. Maybe it was because they were out of the office that their thoughts about the lovely new hire weren’t very business-like, but they didn’t really care; each was imagining her clothes fading away one piece at a time.

“Congratulations, Ms. Jackson,” they declared in unison as they stood at their table while the server popped the bottle of champagne. “Welcome to the firm!”

A lovely lunch followed, with many compliments to Chloe as each man was quick to refill her champagne flute. Finally it was time to leave.

“You seem a bit tipsy, Ms. Jackson,” Bill observed as she rose from her seat. “I don’t think you should be driving.”

The other men agreed, and they decided that Bill would drive her car home and take a cab back to work. They’d take Bill’s car back to the office.

‘Great,’ thought Bill, ‘maybe I’ll get into her panties and have something hot to tell the guys tomorrow night.’

He did try, complimenting her and making some sexual innuendo as they drove, but to no avail. The best he managed was to give her a little pat on her bare thigh as they got out of the car.

‘Okay,’ he thought as he waited for his cab, ‘she did seem a bit aroused in her tipsy state; maybe her hubby will have a good time tonight.’

Back to work, then, and an evening of looking forward to the exciting tales of sexual adventure with the guys on line. Who knows, could be that one of the married guys will have some hot pics of their wives to share with the group.

 

[officegirl20]

Chloe got home to her husband a bit tipsy from night out. Her husband as well was slightly tipsy from having a stiff drink or two working from his home office. He sugguested that she take some pics for his eyes only complimenting his newlyweds appearance in her hot office attire. In their semi inebriated state they both agreed since it was for "their eyes only"
Among the poses Chloe was in her pink blouse, lacy pink boy short panties and heels. Standing with lacy panties around her knees as her blouse JUST covered her pussy area And in another she was in her blouse, totally unbuttoned and braless under the open blouse showing a killer cleavage shot as she was in open blouse lacy panties and heels. Her husband was chatting with work buddies about 30 minutes later and meant to send the private pics of his new wife to a folder on his comp but accidentally sent them as attachments to the group chat members in thier DMs

 

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Tuesday night, and Bill signed on to the chat group. He was the mod, and he usually got on early to make sure everything was working and to see if there were any messages. He was a bit surprised to find that “HotHubby” and sent a file named “Chloe-XXX.” Had one of the married guys finally come across with some hot pics of his wife? Bill opened the file.

It was hot. And it was Chloe. His Chloe. Chloe Jackson, his new copy manager. There she was, in a progression of pics from ingenue in lingerie through sultry stripper to spread-legged slut. He couldn’t believe his luck, and wondered if HotHubby really wanted to share these pics; after all, he’d been reluctant to even show the guys a wedding photo. But no matter what Mister Jackson had in mind, Bill Keeler saw this as a perfect opportunity, one not to be missed.

He downloaded the folder to his computer and then locked it for the chat room. A quick message to HotHubby, then:

“Thought you’d like to present your offering yourself rather than let the guys open it right away, so I locked it before any of us could see it. Looking forward to what you have to show us. The password is XXX. Wolf-1"

When the chat opened, the folder had been removed. Mr. Jackson had to do something, though; after all, Bill knew there was a photo file folder. So Chloe’s husband announced he had some hot pics of his wife to show. Everyone was anxious to see them, and they did. About half of the poses, with none of the real slutty ones included and with Chloe’s face blurred in each one. The group expressed their appreciation, though they did lament the absence of her face. Bill didn’t care, though; he had her face, and he was ready to use it.

Wednesday, just before shutting down, he called Chloe to his office.

“Sit down,” he said seriously, “I think you may find this a bit upsetting.”

When she had taken the seat next to him, he opened the files.

“I was surfing for porn last night,” he said, “and I came across these photos. I thought you might not want them out there, so I tracked them down. They hadn’t traveled very far, so I was able to delete all of them. I presume they came from your husband’s computer. Maybe someone hacked it.”

He waited a minute for it to sink in and see her reaction. She was upset, just as he had hoped, and she thanked him for deleting the photos.

“I think something more than a ‘thank you’ is in order, Chloe,” he said. “Give it some thought. I’ll arrange an hour’s overtime for us tomorrow. You can give me a proper thank you then, something that’ll keep the pics off the ‘net. You don’t have to cheat on your hubby, but I will bring my camera.”

He closed the files and walked her to his office door.

“See you tomorrow, Chloe,” he said as he patted her on her ass.