I glanced down at my junk, totally distracted, and ended up bumping into the person in front of me. I was pressed up against them, and yeah, my junk even brushed her lower back.
"Sorry, sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," I stammered, stepping back quickly and trying to apologize.
The person in front of me didn't turn around, just shook her head and mumbled, "It's okay," so quietly that only I could hear.
That's when I realized the person I bumped into was a woman, and she was really petite.
She had her hair in a simple high ponytail, wore a white t-shirt and a pleated mini skirt that barely covered her butt, and had on white canvas shoes.
She looked like she had just graduated from college, with a blush creeping up her fair ears. Was she shy because I accidentally bumped into her?
The director had already gone into the meeting room, and the rest of us new employees, including me, shuffled in to find our name tags and sit down.
"Now that everyone's here, before we start, let me introduce myself. I'm Grace White, the director of the Public Relations Department. You can call me Ms. White."
Grace then started going over the meeting agenda.
The woman I accidentally bumped into sat on my left, and across from her was another woman in a white dress.
On my right was a male colleague, and across from him was another guy.
Directly across from me was a woman in a pink work uniform.
I looked at her for the first time and realized she was stunning.
She had big, grape-like eyes, long lashes, a straight nose, and perfect smiley lips. Even without talking, she seemed to be smiling.
So beautiful, she was the closest thing to Scarlett's type of woman I'd seen in a while.
Even with makeup, her cheeks were still rosy. My eyes drifted to her neck.
Her neck was slender, and when she turned her head slightly, her collarbones stuck out. Looking down, her deep, sexy collarbone, was even more pronounced than Scarlett's. It was easy to imagine sucking on it during sex.
Two buttons at the top of her neckline were undone, and her collar was a bit messy. From my angle, I could see her bra.
Not only was her work uniform pink, but her bra was pink too, and it looked like lingerie.
Her whole breasts were covered by just a triangular piece of fabric, and the bra didn't even have straps, just a thin string holding it up, wrapped around her back.
The fabric only covered her nipples, leaving the rest of her skin exposed.
Oh man, were all the women in this company so sexually charged?
In just two days, I'd seen three women in lingerie: Sophia, the woman in front of me, and another woman in a dress.
I suddenly wondered if Grace was also wearing lingerie?
She wore a work outfit similar to Scarlett's style, but hers was black, and her hair fell on her shoulders. As she spoke, she tucked her hair behind her ear, showing off her delicate features and mature, steady vibe.
Lost in thought, I didn't notice when the black pen in my hand slipped and rolled to the ground.
The conversation in the meeting room came to a halt.
"Sorry, my pen dropped. I need to grab it," I said, bending down under the table to find it.
Suddenly, I saw a hand quickly retracting in front of me, moving so fast it was just a blur.
'Weird, why would there be a hand under the table during a meeting?' I thought.
I squinted and looked across, spotting the woman in the pink work uniform. Her pants were pulled down to her thighs, and her panties were also slightly lowered, revealing a small tuft of pubic hair.
Following the path where the hand had just retracted, I saw the man in the black suit, sitting across from the new male colleague.
'No way, are they playing some office romance game?' I wondered.
And they couldn't even control themselves during the meeting, wanting to touch the woman's private parts!
So, could the blush on her face have been caused by that guy fingering her?
But if she had something going on with the man next to her, her messy collar didn't make sense.
Could it be that they had already hooked up before coming here? And her disheveled collar was because Grace interrupted them during sex, and in a panic, she forgot to tidy up?
But no matter what, if she could let a guy finger her during the meeting, it shouldn't be too much for me to think about having sex with her in the office, right?
But as a woman, she probably wouldn't easily have sex with me, so there must be something to threaten her with.
I took out my phone, opened the camera, zoomed in, and snapped a picture of her private parts. The pixels were so clear that even the pores on her pubic hair were visible.
After taking the picture, I put away my phone, picked up the pen from the floor, and sat back up.
"Ms. White, I've got it. Let's continue the meeting."
"Okay, now I will discuss the important points of the meeting. Our department has three teams in total, and the team leaders are sitting in front of you. The team leader of the first team, Jessica Thomas."
Jessica stood up and greeted us, the woman who liked to wear a white dress and strapless lingerie.
"The team leader of the second team, Mia Taylor."
This was the woman who was being fingered during the meeting, but she didn't stand up to greet us, just sat there. I thought maybe her pants weren't on properly, so she was embarrassed to stand up.
"The team leader of the third team, Ethan Green."
When Ethan stood up to greet us, there were some damp marks on the corner of his left coat, probably from wiping off the fluids on his hands.
It seemed like Mia was also a woman with a strong sexual desire and a lot of fluids. If I could get with her, it should feel great.
"Now, let me assign your team leaders. Emily Clark, your team leader is Jessica."
Emily, the woman who I accidentally bumped into with my junk.
"David Jones, your team leader is Mia."
I made eye contact with Mia, and we both smiled and nodded at each other.
"John Adams, your team leader is Ethan."
The two men stood up, one buttoning his suit and extending his hand for a handshake.
"Hello."
"Hello, welcome to the third team."
"The meeting is over. David, come with me." Grace opened the door of the meeting room, and after telling me to follow her, she left without looking back.
I stood there feeling confused.
We just met, right? Why did she suddenly call me over?
With doubts in my mind, I walked to the door of Grace's office and lightly knocked three times.
"Come in."
I pushed open the door and cautiously peeked inside.