She placed herself behind me and I felt her fingers on my shoulder’s exposed skin.
“Here, raise your shoulders slightly. Good, that’s it. See how it makes your body look more elegant? Do the same with your legs when you’re standing, always have one feet with only the toes touching the ground. And when you’re sitting, always do it on the tip of your toes. It’s a very old method used by artists for centuries, it causes the legs to be elongated and the body to look more graceful, because your weight becomes redistributed upwards instead of crushing downwards. Good, good, that’s it. Now there’s still one last element to correct. Know which one?” I shook my head. Sarah pointed to my chest. “These, arguably the most important part of all. Breasts are the clearest, strongest symbol of womanhood, especially in your case, since yours are simply superb and their size makes them very manifest. Don’t be shy, expose them even more.” She placed herself behind me, and pushed my back forward with her fingers. “There, arch your back, show your breasts to your friends. You want them to see as much as possible, don’t you? Go on, tell them.”
I brought out my chest and looked at my buddies.
“Please look as much as you want guys. And don’t hesitate to ask if you want me to change my position for a better view. It’s my pleasure, really.”
“Good girl,” Sarah said. “Now go on, act the scene out.”
I began walking slowly between the boys, every step long and feline, my bare feet taking moments to touch the ground before the other step came in. My shoulders stood high and proud, my toes alone touching the cold ground, elevating my legs as if I wore heels, and my breasts were brought outwards proudly. I walked in front of the men, bringing out my chest before their eyes saying “look, look” with every subtle move. I strode slowly with the air of a Persian cat, and I wouldn’t have been surprised to have been purring myself.
I stopped at every boy to change my posture and movement a little bit. I raised my head arrogantly and smiled at Ari, then glided over to Hugo and turned in a dance like manner to show him my ass, swaying my hips slightly in the process. Moving ever slower and sensually, I stopped before Liang and placed my two hands against his chest, looking him into the eyes in the most eloquent of silences. I bid him to look down with my blue eyes, and he did, savouring the sight of my breasts so close to him they almost rubbed his clothed chest.
The warm winds of the room made move me over to Sodden and make me go even further, this time moving my hands against his torso in the most blatantly seductive way. I let my fragile fingers caress his neck, and then standing on the tip of my toes to reach his face, placed my lips slowly against his cheek to leave a long, sweltering kiss there. Save for Alex, I had never kissed my buddies on the cheek. And here I was doing it with not a single piece of clothing on me. What was happening to me? My arousal seemed to transform into a shameless being. I went to Alex, and biting my lip, swayed my body slowly before him as my hands sensually caressed my bare body, feeling the silk like skin of my hips, my shoulders, my neck, my breasts… I quickly realized I was about to go lower and rub my wet pussy.
I stopped. What I was doing bordered on pornography. It was absolutely and blatantly sexual to the point where, this time, looking at the girls to see their horrified expressions, I actually shared in their feeling. I turned to Sarah, expecting shocked and outright refusal. Instead I found her smiling proudly.
“I knew you were the perfect pick for the part. Alright then, let’s start doing some improv now, shall we? Make four teams of seven to eight people as always, let’s go.”
Just like always, our gang formed it’s own team as the girls split up into three different groups. The four teams sat in front of the stage; I noticed Isabel was sitting on the farthest end of the class, as away from me as possible. I didn’t care. I was naked and surrounded by my clothed buddies, nothing else mattered in my blood pumping, horny head. Sarah had the first team go up on the stage, and gave them “After a car crash” as subject. What followed was a humorous situation where the crash victims in heaven scolded their driver for driving drunk, followed by a finale where St. Peter, exhausted by the constant noise, sent the dead to hell for some peace.
I noticed that as I laughed, Alex made sure to look at my breasts, contemplating how they shook with my laughter. After a few minutes of my oscillating chest being under constant watch by him; I had enough and sat myself down in front of him, shaking my tits right before his eyes like a total slut.
“There,” I said. “Why not ask for a better view if you can get one?”
He looked dumbfounded.
“Did you…did you just shake your boobs? This is…this is SO not you Jade…”
“Is that a bad thing?” I blurted, suddenly afraid.
He looked down at my body, sighing.
“It’s the best possible thing.”
I giggled.
“You pervert…”
And I made sure to sit as Sarah had told me, with my toes against the ground and my whole body elongated. I wanted my friends to have the best view they could have. I wanted so badly to please them with my nudity. Judging by the bulge in their pants, I probably wasn’t failing at the task. Another team did their improv on the subject of “light,” and the other on that of “wheels in the rain.” That’s when our turn came, and we went up the stage.
“Your team’s subject will be…” Sarah took out two small papers from the subject box.
“Employee’s dance. You have thirty seconds to prepare.”
Rapidly, we converged into a tight circle. Liang and Sodden crushed my body from both sides, and I could feel their clothes against my skin.
“What the fuck do we do with that?” Hugo asked, as always quickest to panick.
Alex and I listened as the others debated.
“That’s a pretty abstract subject.”
“The dance part can be metaphorical.”
“No, I think it has to be literal. The team with the wheels in the rain went literal, remember.”
“Alright, so how about this? A bunch of employees are dancing in their office for New Year’s Eve and we just go from there.”
“Yeah but…what about Jade?”
All the guys turned to me. Fuck, how were we going to rationalize a naked female in the midst? Just ignore it? That’s when a bulb lit above my head.
“I know!” said I. “Listen, you guys will be sitting down. You’re going to be the heads of the office, you know? The serious, classy gentlemen type. Just sit, I’ll deal with the dance part.”
“What?”
“Shut the fuck up and do as I say Sodden! Go on!”
Sarah declared our thirty seconds done and the guys sat down on the stage’s chairs. They began muttering business mumbo jumbo while I had went behind the “door”; a mobile, two panel contraption in the back of the stage which faced the audience and allowed the illusion of someone entering the scene. I made sure the stereo speakers were still at their usual spot around the front of the stage. We used them to easily broadcast music by connecting our phones to them. I took a deep breath. I didn’t know why I had this idea or why I was doing it, all I knew was that my instincts pushed me to do it.
I knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” Issa asked.
“Mrs. Jane, your secretary.”
“Enter.”
I entered the imaginary “office” and stood in front of the sitting men. One by one, they reacted with surprise to my presence.
“Uh, Mrs. Jane…”
“Yes?”
“Why are you…”
“Naked?”
Hugo’s character was deeply insulted.
“This is preposterous,” he said, “this is totally inappropriate!”
“Would you care to explain what’s happening, young woman?” Ari asked.
“Well,” I began , “I’ve been asking for a raise for the past six months now, but to no avail. I did extra hours, extra work, I’ve improved my work flow and made more money for the company and yet I still haven’t seen any more pennies than the meager salary I’ve been getting for the last three years. But you know what? I understand, maybe all that extra work actually doesn’t warrant a higher salary.”
“And what is this…choice of clothing about, exactly?”
“It’s my last method for getting a raise. After all, you spend the near entirety of your lives in this company with no female contact but me. It’s only fair that I should provide for your fun.”
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Stories are meaningless without pictures and videos. Miss the old blog too much.
Whos in the pic?
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Where’s the rest mmm I read cha 1 – 5. I need more!!!!