The Neighborhood: Part 13 [MF][Handjob][Exh][Mast][Mdom][Oral][Sex][MC][SciFi]

**Note:** This is going to be it for a little while. I’ll be on vacation for a bit, and writing trashy erotica is typically what I do in lieu of vacation, so… Anyhow, more will come, it’ll likely be a trickle, at best, through the rest of the year.

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**Chapter 28: Kristie Comes on Board**

Back at his office, still feeling frustrated, Colin buzzed in Natalie. She walked over and stood in front of his desk, pad and pen ready.

“None of that.” Colin said. “I want to talk about your training.”

“Um, yes, sir?” She prompted him.

“First, why don’t you take off your clothes.”

“Of course, sir.” Natalie didn’t hesitate, but she never looked thrilled about it. He would have to check her responses in the system, maybe amp up her arousal. She carefully folded her blouse, jacket, and skirt, and set them on the couch at the side of the room. She stood in front of him in some of her newer lingerie, tan thigh highs, the rest still fairly conservative—he couldn’t see if she waxed or not—but she was really emphasizing her breasts, which suited him fine. Her nipples were hard behind the lacy fabric, though he couldn’t see them. Colin wanted to tell her to start wearing something a little more revealing—he had told her to, in fact—but she was interpreting the word ‘revealing’ on her own terms.

“When you took this job, they explained the, uhh…auxiliary,” he made a jerking off gesture, “duties that were expected of you?”

“Yes, sir, um, are you not, um, *satisfied* with my work? I will admit, the oral sex is relatively new for me—at work.” She hastily added.

“No, no…” he waved her off, “that’s not what this conversation is about. That’s all fine, regardless.” She seemed to relax a little. “I was just down in HR, and someone was telling me how they brief you in about the job. Why don’t you tell me about that, tell how you came on board?”

“Oh.” She said with some relief in her voice. “Um, well, I was having a hard time finding job after college, and I saw an advertisement for Fenris in my campus newspaper, that they were hiring entry level executive assistants, that they would train you to be a personal assistant. I applied, and after I sent in my pictures—head shot and full body shot—I got a call back. I was in Chicago at the time. They flew me out here. I was impressed.” She blushed a little. Colin suppressed a smile. The woman was standing in front of him in her underwear, but she was embarrassed about being impressed by the company’s largesse.

“I was impressed by Fenris as well. No need to be embarrassed. Go on.”

“That taught me how to type, well, type better, and how to take notes, work the computer systems, the supply and requisition systems, payroll. During that time, you work in the pool. They send you off to fill in for people, never more than a week or two, but the rumors started then, after the training.” She added.

“Rumors?”

“Of why they *really* hire us.” She looked down at herself. “No one ever made any move on any of us in the training program, so I didn’t really believe any of it, but it wasn’t hard to notice that of all the women, and the handful of men…we were all attractive. I passed the tests to join the executive cadre, and then they brought me in to HR again. I’d already had the radical honesty briefing, you know, so I didn’t have any expectations for the meeting. They told me if I wanted, I could volunteer to be an executive assistant. It was a decent pay bump, and I’d get a little more training, but before I could answer, they had me sign a non-disclosure…I can tell you about it, because we both work here.” Colin nodded for her to continue. “They explained that executives could, um, request to be *serviced* by their secretary. I didn’t understand at first, but then they showed me a video. I was shocked.”

“What was in the video?”

“I thought it was porn at first, but it was really just a poorly produced HR video. It was a bunch of scenarios, the *Do* and *Don’t* aspects of an assistant and executive relationship. If I agreed to join the executive assistant cadre, I, um, I *had* to be willing to, um…”

“Have sex?”

“No!” She said, defensively. “No, um, sorry sir, just hand jobs. I mean, they went on to explain, everything else is optional. I can technically go down on you, Mr. Turner, but it’s *my* choice. We could even have sex…um, I mean, executives and assistants are allowed to, but you can’t *order* me to do anything else other than a hand job. We can’t date—even if you were single.” She quickly added. “You can’t trade favors with me. I have to report you right away if you try. That’s the main rule that can get me fired quickly. And you can’t purposefully try to humiliate me.”

“I’m not sure I understand.” He said.

“Like, um, in the video, the boss came all over his secretary, and then he made her go back to work as-is. You can’t do stuff like that.”

“*That* was in the video?”

“Every bit of it was, fully acted out.” She blushed.

“But you signed up anyway…knowing that you would be…well…”

“Used?” She asked. “I know what I signed up for. My *last* boss had me help him shave his pubes. He never touched me otherwise, but that was…embarrassing. I’ve given hand jobs before with other employers. I’m not a virgin, regardless, so it’s not exactly unknown territory. We actually have to watch porn as part of the executive assistant training. To help familiarize us with techniques, I guess? I have to go for a refresher every three months. I never understood it.” Colin recalled how Janelle told him they used to bring in a madam to train the inexperienced girls. He guessed technology had cut out the middle man, though it might also be helping to desensitize the secretaries to their duties.

“And what’s after this? After being an executive secretary?” He asked.

“Personal assistant training, in a couple of years. Then I could work with full executives.” She glanced away, realizing she might have insulted his standing.

“I *know* I’m a junior executive, Nat.”

“Sorry, sir, but it means specialized training, more pay, and many people end up leaving Fenris to go work privately for wealthy clients. That gives travel, even more money, and it’s often less work in the grand scheme of things, so…”

“It sounds like a plan.” Colin said, standing up and walking around his desk. “If there’s any way I can help your progress, let me know…if you need to take more training, authorization, or more difficult assignments, or whatever.”

“Oh, thank you sir, I appreciate that.” Her smile was genuine. He was about to dismiss her when she glanced down. “Would you like me to take care of that before I go?” Colin wasn’t exactly tenting his suit pants, but it was clear he was partly aroused.

“I…um…sure, why not? Julie, down in HR, was teasing me a bit earlier, and I guess…”

“No need to explain, sir. It *is* part of my job to keep you focused.” She started undoing his pants, exposing him completely. He got hard at her touch.

“Uh, thanks, I guess?” She grabbed some lotion and started working his cock. After a moment, she got on her knees to better reach him as he leaned against his desk. She was focused on her task, not looking up at him, but watching her handiwork intently, and he enjoyed watching her tits bounce in her bra. In her current position, her mouth was inches from his cock, and he was tempted to ask her for a blow job, but resisted the urge, especially since she’d already used lotion on him. There was a rap on the door to his office, and Kristie walked in.

“Sorry, to bother you, sir, but your secretary—oh!” Kristie stopped dead, covering her eyes with one hand. “I didn’t realize, um, I’m sorry, uh…”

“Kristie, come in and close the door behind you.”

“Um, yes, sir.” She said, back up and fumbling for the door with her eyes covered.

“Kristie, honestly! Uncover your eyes.” She hesitated but did as he asked. “Keep going, Nat.” He said, looking down at his secretary. I’m almost there. I’d like to come on your tits.” He gave her a look with intent, and she seemed to get the message.

“Yes, sir.” Natalie reached behind her back and undid her bra. Colin was surprised by this, but then, she probably didn’t want to get come all over her clothes. Her large breasts fell free, much larger than his wife’s. Her pale nipples were barely visible but small and tight. She started stroking him again, and he was even close with the reveal of Natalie’s breasts.

“Colin, really, I can come back in a minute or two.” Kristie said, not quite looking in his direction.

“Umm…uhhh…” he gasped, “no…you…will…uhhh….wait. Oh, fuck!” He started coming, though Natalie was more than ready, already aiming the tip of him at her chest. Kristie glanced away at first, but her eyes went back to the show, and he finished with another grunt. Natalie stood up, gathered her things and walked up to Kristie.

“Do you need anything before I get cleaned up?” Natalie asked. Kristie stared down at the woman’s chest, the semen glistening and slowly rolling down the curves of her body.

“Um, no, um, no th-thank you.” The other woman said, and Natalie stepped past her back into her sub-office. “Um, have you been using the software on her?”

“Yes, though her behavior hasn’t been any different as far as I can tell. She does her work…willingly.”

“I’m…aware…of how things work in this company, particularly among the executives.” She said, glancing down, then looking up at the ceiling. Colin’s pants were still at his ankles.

“Yet you still barged in here when my assistant was not available *and* my door was closed. Part of me thinks you *wanted* to catch me at something.” He raised an eyebrow.

“Sir, I—I would never, um…”

“Stop. Really, Kristie. You’re panicking. I’ve *seen* you naked. Teased you between your legs, too,” she blushed at the mention, “and now you’ve seen my half-naked assistant give me a handjob. That’s about as radically honest as we can get, I think. So, how about we cut the bullshit.” She blinked at his change in tone. “Why are you *really* here?”

“Do you want to get dressed first?” She asked.

“Part of me want to tell you to get *un*dressed due to your lack of workplace civility.” She looked stunned. “But I won’t.” He reached down and pulled up his boxers. She was attempting to be blasé about the whole thing, but she was watching him. Once he had his shirt re-tucked, he looked at Kristie. “Tell me why you so desperately needed to see me—and not just my cock.” He smirked.

“Compliance and Auditing came to talk to me about my—your—database activity.” Colin was a little surprised, but he tried not to let it show. “I told them I gave you my accesses, and what we’d been up to. What you were trying to test and understand.”

“Really?” He said, not sure where the conversation was going.

“We’re not really breaking any rules, but we’re not exactly following guidance either. I explained what you’ve been doing, in detail, showed them in the records that I can access.

“Okay. I appreciate you letting me know.” He said.

“I just wanted *you* to know, sir, that I was very clear—I didn’t think you were doing anything unusual.” Colin started to speak. “No, just hear me out.” She held up her hand. “I don’t necessarily agree with some of the elements of this project. I *know* that this is being used for social manipulation, to a certain extent, and for sexual gratification…” She looked directly at his crotch. “But I think—I trust—that you are pursuing generally positive improvements to this project that will benefit us all. I guess what I’m trying to say, sir, is—.”

“You have my back?” He said.

“Um, yes, actually. Yeah. Um, that’s all I have to say, I guess.”

“I appreciate it, Kristie. Your candor *and* your support. And, if I can further have your trust, there will likely be some changes in the team *very* soon, and that will likely benefit your standing a bit. So, just so *you* know, I recognize your contributions. You can go now.” She flushed, but smiled, and started backing out of his office. “And one more thing, Kristie, knock next time, or I’ll assume you’re here for *more* than just a chat.” She bit her lip briefly, but nodded, and left his office.

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**Chapter 29: Stella Gets an Offer She Can’t Refuse**

Colin had visions of a gin and tonic and lounging by the pool when he was riding the bus home. Part of him was tempted to get a revealing pair of swim trunks like Jim had, even if he didn’t *quite* have the same amount of equipment to show off. He was imagining Stella seeing him mostly naked by the pool as he started to undress in his room. Colin let out a not-quite-manly yelp as Stella burst through the double doors to his bedroom. He was already down to his boxers.

“What the fuck was the phone call I got thirty minutes ago? Fenris HR? They were *impressed* with my résumé? How did they *get* my info, Colin?”
“Hey.” He held up his hands to pacify her. “Why don’t you calm down and let me finish getting changed, and we can *talk* about this like adults, with Alison, too, since it might mean you living here more permanently.”

“She’s out shopping.” Stella said. “Look, I don’t need you trying to fix my life for me, and—.”

“Stella, really? I’m half undressed here, can you just give me a minute? I *just* came home.”

“Oh, *I’m* sorry!” She huffed. “Am I disrupting *your* life? I don’t care if you’re *naked*—I want an explanation.” He was trying to be polite, but now she was just being obstinate.

“Fine then, you *don’t* care?” He stripped naked, half-hard from his little fantasy about being by the pool. “Let talk, then.”

“I…just…I wasn’t expecting the call.” She said. “Um…look, you’re…uh…naked.” She was blatantly staring at his cock. “This can wait.”

“*You should be more open.*” He said, and she blinked. “To new ideas, to new opportunities. And as for me being naked, you said you didn’t *care*, Stella.” He stepped closer. He was getting harder. He watched her hand reach out, tentatively, then as his penis swelled, she grabbed it. “What do you think you’re doing?” He asked, amused.

“I wanted to touch it.” She wasn’t quite stroking him, but just running her fingers along his growing length.

“And?” He asked.

“Thank you for letting me, I guess.” She said, pulling her hand back.

“*You get aroused when you see me naked*.” She shivered. He’d been loading her responses and it seemed to work better the second time around.

“I—I don’t know what…” She trailed off.

“*Get on your knees.*” She did as he asked. Her lips right near the tip of him. “Does any of this seem familiar, Stella?” She wasn’t even looking up at him, just staring with fascination at his erection. “*You should be more free*” She shuddered, letting out a breathy sound that he was fairly sure was pleasure. “Put the tip of my cock in your mouth.” He’d barely finished the sentence before she was doing it, her tongue teasing him, as she gripped his shaft in her hand. “Damn.” He muttered. “Listen to me, Stella. Listen.” He was actually having a little trouble concentrating. “You *will* accept the job with Fenris. Fenris will negotiate you out of your old job. Do you understand?” She answered ‘yes’ around his cock. “You will start work when they tell you, and you will find the work enjoyable.” His cock started to twinge. She wasn’t quite blowing him as much as licking him to the point of orgasm.

“Hey, guys, I’m home!” Alison called from the kitchen where she’d come in from the garage.

“Fuck.” Colin muttered. “Go to your room and…” He thought for a moment. “Go masturbate. Your job offer made you so happy you want to celebrate, to come. Go do it.” She got up and wandered back to her room, her door closing a moment later. Colin wiped the tip of his penis off. He was still hard.

“I’m running late, I know! Sorry, I stopped for a coffee with Fiona and—oh!” Alison stopped short in the doorway. “Look at this. Maybe I should come home late more often.” She set her bags down and walked over to him.

“I was changing to swimming.” He said.

“And this?” She grabbed his cock and he gasped. He was close to coming.

“Heard your voice, had some thoughts…” He smiled, leaning down to kiss her. “You *did* have coffee with Fiona. Mocha something.” He laughed.
“What, do think I’m having an affair?” She laughed. “I don’t need to lie to you to get off, do I? Regardless, *that* woman…she is all sex *all* the time. “She came on to me. Like, full-on propositioned me, grabbed my tits, kissed me…”

“And?” He asked.

“What do you mean, *and*?”

“It’s not as if we all didn’t have some fun already, and if you want to have *more* fun—.”

“Fiona said the same thing. She wants to come over here—alone—when you’re at work.”

“Honey, if it’s something you’re curious about…” He said.

“I don’t *know* what I’m curious about! It’s fun when you’re there. You didn’t even blink when I tried to fuck Jim—though that was borderline painful. But I liked *you* watching *me*.”

“I want you to have fun, Alison. I want you enjoy yourself, to be a little *come slut* as much as you want.” He smirked and her eyes glazed just for a moment, but she seemed surprisingly pleased. “Even the men…as long as I know about it, as long as it’s not a *replacement* for me…I’m okay with it, I guess.”

“Really?”

“You seem surprised. Why wouldn’t I want you to enjoy yourself? You need to be *happy* here, Alison.” He really didn’t have a problem with it, especially as her desires were jsut as large if not greater than his. It seemed fair, at least. They both glanced behind them with surprise as they heard Stella moaning. It was clear she was having an orgasm.

“Wow, okay…” Alison moved to their double doors and closed them. “*That* was unexpected, but *she’s* happy, at least.”

“Maybe she wasn’t expecting either of us to be home yet.” He shrugged.

“Well, maybe *we* can be a bit quieter, right?” She moved to him and started taking off her clothes. Minutes later, she was on top of him, riding his cock, her full tits bouncing with her hips as he kept telling her to come—until she did, half-biting her thumb and laughing all at once. It had taken all his will to last even a couple minutes, and he came hard inside her, though most of it ended up back on him due to their position. “Fuck…” Alison sighed, rolling over onto the bed. “You want to order a pizza?” Colin was okay with that, with everything, really.

**End Part 13**

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