Wanna play Moljinor?

[KillerMuffin]

I don't know quite how it happened. I was walking into his new office carrying a bit of today's workload, the next instant I was sprawled over his desk, ass in the air, papers everywhere, wondering what I'd tripped on.

Blushing deeply, I peeked over my shoulder to see if he'd followed me into his office, he had. He was staring at me and it wasn't amusement that was on his face.

The warm California breeze slipped through an open window and suddenly reminded me of something horrible. I buried my face in my arms and tried not to cry. Last night was laundry night and I'd chosen to play on the Internet instead. Consequently, today I was the daring girl, the kinky girl, the rather than wear dirty panties had forced to choose no panties.

"No one would ever know, Muff," I muttered to myself. "Who'd see up your skirt today? Just the new boss."

I was mortified. What must he think of me? I liked him, and I wanted to make such a good impression. Way to go, Muff. If it had been anyone but him...

 

[mr spikey]

OOC: Would a volunteer be acceptable?

 

[KillerMuffin]

Sorry sweetie. It's an invitation to Thor's Hammer. If he doesn't want to play, that's fine, I'd rather not pursue the thread without him in it.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor (the new boss)

My stern expression was difficult to maintain. I was following someone who is a member of my new staff into my new office. Suddenly, she tripped over a phone that some cretin had been installing and failed to remove from the floor. She went flying over my desk, papers fluttering to the floor. As her skirt flipped up over hips, I was treated to a firm, rounded ass and soft pussy lips, unencumbered by panties. "DAMN," I thought, If this is typical, California is even wilder than I thought." To maintain my somewhat off kilter composure, I dropped to my knees to pick up the papers. That was not too good a move. The view from the floor was causing something to stir...

 

[KillerMuffin]

Slowly, I scooted myself backwards. Wiggling as quietly as I could, as if he wouldn't notice yeah right, I tried to find the floor with my toes. First order of business, find the floor and get upright. Cover my ass again. Second order of business, be businesslike and professional. Pretend like it never happened.

I felt the floor with one foot and stood up. My skirt, one of those wonderfully heavily smooth silk things, slid back down to cover me again. I sighed in relief. Okay, Muff, time to buck up and face the music. I turned around. Well, most of me did. One of my ankles was still caught up in whatever had tripped me the first time.

The world went topsy turvy and I was falling again, this time crashing face first on top of the boss. The passing glance I had at his face before all the wind got knocked out of me was the same shock that was on mine. Then I hit him. Was the man made of nothing but pure muscle? Didn't he know that he was supposed to be soft and pudgy, not hard like that?

Oh my gawd, what if he thought I was sexually harassing him? Not that it wasn't one of the first and several subsequent thoughts that had crossed my mind, I just never thought I'd actually do it. I was going to get fired.

"Note to self: Always wear ugly panties," I muttered.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

As I knelt and played with the papers to cover my confusion, she started to slide off the desk. My eyes (after all, I am male) were riveted to her firmly rounded ass. As she slid off the desk, she somehow became entangled in the cord of the phone that tripped her in the first place. She did a piroutte worthy of a ballerina and came crashing down on top of me. As she fell, her solar plexus slammed into my head. With a 'woosh,' all the breath was knocked out of her. She lay gasping on her back on the floor - and that skirt (silky material) had slid back up around her waist....

 

[KillerMuffin]

I didn't want to see what he was doing. I knew what I was doing, and the draft over my thighs confirmed it. Once again flashing the boss.

"Good going, Muff," I grumbled under my breath, once I caught it. I felt like crying but that never helped. Instead, I took a deep breath, opened my eyes, and squarely met his. "I'm a little, ah, clumsy."

He smiled, but there was an intensity in his eyes that unnerved the hell out of me. I stared at him, fascinated despite myself.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

"clumsy," -true, but my libido had suddenly cranked up to warp speed. I levered myself to my feet and walked to the door - and kicked it shut and threw the lock.

Slowly, I walked toward her - still laying on the floor.....