He got on the elevator and went to the top floor, and as he got out and walked into the hallway he saw that there were doors leading to businesses on either side of it. Raquel had been specific with her instructions about where to go after exiting the elevator, telling him to simply walk to the end of the hallway and look for the KCTC main entrance, so that’s what he did.
Sure enough, as he got toward the end of the hall he saw a wide, oversized door made of dark-colored wood. It was very expensive-looking compared with most of the other ones. There was a fancy gold and black plaque next to it that simply read “KCTC Inc.” It looked almost like any other business, but its elegant design was clearly a step up in terms of classiness and luxury.
‘Okay’, he thought, ‘this is it!’ He was nervous but very excited – in fact, as he drove downtown he hadn’t been able to control his arousal and his cock stayed hard in his pants! Also, because of Raquel’s explicit instruction not to wear any underwear, he just loved how it felt in there, all loose and free, sticking forward into one of his pants legs underneath his trousers. It was quite visible, too, and it caused him to feel very self-conscious - he could tell he was starting to blush.
But there was no turning back now, and he opened the large wooden door using the brass handle and walked in. He found himself in a long, wide hallway with rich, cherry-red wood covering every inch of the walls and ceiling. It had elaborate paneling and exquisite detail work, and it looked like the offices of a law firm or financial services company. Right away he was very impressed with the style of the elegant, classy interior design, and he actually found it to be a little intimidating.
As he followed it along toward the end of the interior hallway, it opened up into a large reception area that had a dramatically different appearance. It was all silvery and shiny, and it seemed like everywhere he looked there was a gleaming, reflective surface. The eye-catchingly flashy style of the walls captivated his gaze, and he saw that there were wall-to-wall mirrors on both sides of the room.
In the back corner of the room he noticed a large, clear acrylic spiral staircase with a matching clear curved handrail held up by circular pillars. There were floor-to-ceiling mirrors in back of it and on the side too, and it was obvious that anyone who walked up or down those stairs would be very much, shall we say, on display…
He noticed the presence of some other people sitting around the edges of the room, but before he observed anything else he caught a glimpse of some bright yellow and red colors in the reflection of one of the mirrors. Out of the corner of his eye he could see that it was coming from someone sitting at a desk at the back of the room, so he turned his head toward the center, and before he saw who it was he noticed that the whole back wall was made of floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the entire office area behind them.
And then his eyes continued slowly toward that feminine flash of color being emitted, and it struck him how it was very much in contrast to all the shiny silvery surfaces of those mirrors and glass windows everywhere else. It really drew his eyes toward that area, and when he looked back there, that’s when he saw the totally hot-looking receptionist sitting at a desk along the back wall. He could feel his cock twitch the moment he laid eyes on her, with his lengthy period of denial of sexual release driving his arousal through the roof.
She was an absolutely captivating vison of feminine loveliness, and even though he knew he would probably see some incredibly gorgeous girls when he finally went in to the KCTC office, the sight of her still took his breath away. This stunning-looking young girl couldn’t have been more than 21 or 22 years old, and the first thing he noticed about her was her shoulder length bleach blonde hair that was a very light yellow color, with even lighter whitish highlights streaking through it. It had been fluffed and teased up wildly into what one might call a stereotypical bimbo-style hairdo, making it look all soft, wispy and silky.
She hadn’t acknowledged him yet as he began making his way across the overly large room, and he continued to look at her, seeing that she was seated behind a large, contemporary-looking desk with a clear acrylic design. The flat surface of it was very high up, at least a foot taller than a reservation desk at an airline. It was very unusual for an office environment to have the reception desk positioned so high up like that, and it was almost as though it was purposely designed to create a feeling of superiority for whomever was seated behind it…
And this hottie-girl was right there, perched up surprisingly high, seated on a very tall bar-stool swivel-style chair with a wide silver base. She looked quite regal sitting there, focusing on her computer screen, and he could hear the tippity-tapping sound of what he figured was probably her long fingernails working the keyboard. Suddenly he realized that she was sitting so high up that her feet were way up above the floor, which raised the obvious question of how she got herself up there…
But he barely had any time to think about that because it was also at that moment that her vanilla-scented, delicious-smelling perfume wafted into his nostrils, sending his mind reeling with its overpowering scent of feminine sensuality. It wasn’t subtle, in fact it was quite the opposite, and it had clearly been applied quite heavily because its powerful but lovely smell practically filled the room. As he continued toward her, his breath quickened and his cock throbbed with each beat of his pounding heart.
Right then he noticed that the height of the desk combined with the fact that it was clear and see-through meant he could easily see her body and check out what she was wearing. At first glance he could tell she had a very curvy and well-endowed figure, with large breasts, a trim waist and long legs, and she was dressed sexy too, wearing a low-cut, bright red angora sweater, a bright white skirt and white stockings. It also occurred to him the view of her would be simply magnificent from a seated position nearby because of the elevated height of that bar stool she had plopped herself up onto somehow…
He wanted to look more closely at her outfit; in fact, he was dying to visually inspect every inch of her in more detail. You see, it was Friday, and Brigitte had made it a point to tell him how all the KCTC girls were required to dress extra sexy on that particular day. But he figured the gorgeous receptionist might notice him at any moment and greet him, and he didn’t want to be rude by getting caught ogling her body in the very first minute of his initial KCTC encounter. So instead he kept his eyes focused on her face and hair as he approached, and the closer he got, the more he liked what he saw. One thing was for sure - this girl was HOT!
As he got halfway across the large reception area he observed that she was using a phone headset that had a fancy, minimalist design; it was simply one long shiny gold stalk that protruded forward from near her ear, curving out toward her gorgeous bright red lips. He couldn’t even tell how it attached to her head, but he really didn’t care, because its design didn’t interfere with her big poofy hairdo or the large, shiny gold hoop earrings she wore.
Thank god for that, because he had always loved the way those “hoochie girl” hoop earrings looked on hot women like her – and they fit this girl’s look perfectly. They swiveled and swayed every time she moved her head around, dangling delicately from the bottom of her shapely earlobes that were barely visible from under that fluffed up blonde hair of hers. He found the look of them to be as appealing as ever, perhaps even more so on this particular girl.
Anyway, right when he got close to the desk, which was pretty much at chest level, he found that since she was seated up so high, he was actually looking slightly upwards at her! And he didn’t get a chance to speak, because right then he heard the office telephone emit a soft ring tone, and he saw her push a button and say “KCTC, Cheri speaking, one moment, please hold.”
Those first few words out of her mouth instantly enchanted him because the tone of her voice had an ultra-feminine sweetness to it that was simply angelic. It was clear she was playing up her phone voice, so to speak, purposely talking in an attractive way. But at the same time her vocal style had a natural quality to it as though speaking like that was very familiar to her. She was clearly quite accustomed to using that sweet-talking technique when greeting people.
The effect that her girly-girl tone of voice had on him was very charming, and it really caught him by surprise. He was struck by the soothing feeling it gave him, as though any discomfort he could possibly feel could be instantly taken care of by her lovely, sticky-sweet femininity - that is, of course, if she was ever to tend to his needs. And he just loved her name too…
‘Okay’, he thought to himself, ‘that voice of hers is probably just one of several reasons this girl is working the phones here at the KCTC offices…’
Anyway, when Tom reached her desk he saw that the height of it prevented him from resting his hands on it or easily putting anything down on it. It was almost at eye level and he would have had to reach up to do so, indicating it was there purely for the usage and convenience of that deliciously sexy girl sitting behind it.
Right then she glanced at him for a moment, finally acknowledging his presence and giving him a direct look into her stunningly big, deep blue eyes. As she tapped a button on the phone system to put the call on hold, he noticed that her ‘resting face’, so to speak, had sort of a bitchy look to it, because her gorgeous pouty lips had a slight downturn at the outside edge of them, almost like she was sneering just a little. It gave her a kind of ‘Don’t mess with me’ aura that was very intimidating!
She was looking right at him, but her face stayed blank and she had no reaction to him at all. But those big blue bedroom eyes of hers captivated him instantly, making him feel all weak in the knees. He just stared back at her for that brief second, feeling paralyzed by that single moment’s attention from her. As he did, he was floored by the combined effect of the sensual femininity of her lovely eyes with the slightly threatening look of her mildly bitchy facial features. It really was quite magnetic!
But the moment was over all too soon as she looked back at her computer screen, and as she did, Tom saw a slight smirk form on her big red lips. It was as if she knew full well what that simple moment of eye-to-eye contact from her would do to pretty much any guy on the planet! He just stood there for a minute, nervous and aroused, and he watched her log the call into the computer system. And wow - up close, he was even more stunned by the incredibly bewitching appearance of this bleach blonde, sex-kitten bimbo-type female!
After another moment or two, she paused her typing on the keyboard and briefly glanced down at him again, causing Tom to think she had a free moment. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, she looked away and held the palm of her hand out at him in a simple “stop” gesture that made him realize she was still busy. It was very abrupt.
Somehow she was one step ahead of him; she seemed to know he would be eager to say something the moment he reached the desk but she reacted before he could do it, stopping him dead in his tracks with that simple physical action. She did it with authority, but also with a practiced, familiar ease, as though it was a common occurrence for her to have to silence someone standing there trying to interrupt her. On top of that, she did it without even looking at him, as if she couldn’t care less about him until she was good and ready to deal with whatever he wanted.
Tom immediately felt embarrassed and belittled as his eyes fixated on her lovely hand. Her fingers were dainty and slender, and he noticed that she had really long, shiny red fingernails, which he had always found to be blatantly sexy. He just loved the way they looked, they were so incredibly feminine and brazenly erotic, especially on very pretty girls!
But he was too caught up in the sudden power over him she had just demonstrated to absorb the sight of them more fully just yet, especially because he was concerned that he may have committed a possible infraction. He could feel the blood drain from his face as he suddenly realized he almost rudely interfered with her receptionist duties. And he desperately hoped she wasn’t mad – it just seemed like it would be the wrong way to start things out during his very first KCTC office encounter!
She proceeded to ignore him completely as she dealt with another call, answering it, putting it on hold, then ringing the teasergirl that the first caller had asked for. After she let her know who was calling and forwarded the call to her, she did the same with the other call.
Of course, as she worked she was also treating him to the sound of that sticky-sweet girly-girl voice of hers, which was accompanied by the clickety-click sound of the sexy fingernails on her other hand tapping buttons on the phone system. And as she dealt with the two calls, she continued to hold that stop-sign palm gesture right there in his face. It literally was in his face, too, because she was sitting up so high, it was almost like she was up on a throne or something.
He understood her intent right away, instantly complying and not uttering a word when she gave him her ‘stop right there’ gesture. But for some reason she continued to hold that lovely hand of hers right where it was, just for emphasis. Only when she seemed satisfied that she had made her point, only when she felt she had successfully conveyed the message that he was to wait for her to address him before speaking to her, only then did she withdraw her hand and begin using it to type some more details into her computer.
But really, what she did with her hand wasn’t the focus of his attention anyway, because the whole time she held it up like that he was instead totally fixated on her lovely face and that doll-like hair of hers – he simply couldn’t take his eyes off her! Besides, he was closely watching her facial expressions, desperately trying to see if she was upset with him for almost interrupting her like that. But she didn’t seem to be, maybe because he hadn’t gone ahead and blurted out whatever he wanted after she had halted him with her pretty palm and long-nailed fingers.
Of course, the way she made him wait for her had a side benefit, because it also gave him an opportunity to take notice of some more details of her appearance. He glanced at her upper body for just a moment, taking note of her busty, voluptuous chest all wrapped up in her lovely, furry red angora sweater. Her breasts were magnificent; they were definitely implants, looking quite large, perfectly round and firm. But he dared not stare at them for more than a moment, lest he get caught…again, he was desperate to behave himself, so he stayed primarily focused on looking at her face and hair.
He noticed that she had done a simply amazing, glamorous-looking makeup job on herself, with her big blue eyes highlighted by dramatic looking eyeshadow, perfectly plucked and outlined eyebrows, jet-black eyeliner, and long black eyelashes. It gave her a feline appearance that made her look like some kind of feminine predator. All of that, combined with the mildly bitchy look of those slightly downturned lips of hers, made for a very enticing but also quite powerfully sexual look.
In contrast to her dramatic eyes and slightly wicked looking bitchy lips, the baby-soft skin on the rest of her face was simply flawless, just incredibly fresh and youthful looking. He could also tell that she had expertly applied lovely contouring colors around her nose and jawline, and she’d also added especially dramatic looking red and pinkish rouge contouring on her high cheekbones. He just loved the look, it was the same glamor-girl style that the other KCTC girls used to show themselves off in the pics they’d sent him, and this girl really wore it well.
Meanwhile, as he continued to check her out, she handled several more calls, buzzing girls in their offices, telling them that guys were waiting for them on hold, then forwarding the calls. All the girls seemed to have very feminine-sounding names like Sasha, Cheryl and Lana.
Something about all that activity was appealing to Tom because it was clear how busy the KCTC office was and how much attention all these girls seemed to be getting. And as he watched Cheri work, he couldn’t escape the realization that the way she was seated up above him like that projected an undeniable representation of superiority over him (and whoever else might happen to approach her sitting at her desk there).
It suddenly occurred to him that the fact that the office was so busy probably represented a simple test. All the activity helped determine if a visitor would behave himself, and the receptionist could find out if he would respond appropriately to the way she handled him. Would he act properly and obey her if she told him to wait? So in that sense, that hand gesture this girl used represented a simple expectation of respect for her female authority since she was the very first point of contact at the KCTC business office.
Tom figured she probably had to deal with rude delivery guys or whatever other miserable representations of the male species might show up at the KCTC office door. And he knew better than to act inappropriately, so his compliant response was a simple act of obedience that might earn him her appreciation.
He also thought about how Brigitte had kept him eating out of the palm of her hand during all their correspondence. All of her stringing-him-along behavior seemed to have trained him to know his place somehow, so in that moment he was happy to prove himself worthy to this luscious blonde receptionist. So he simply obeyed her…
Anyway, right then, when she sensed that he was cooperating with her gesture to make him wait for her, she looked back at him and flashed him a warm smile of approval even though she was still dealing with incoming calls. He was floored by the way her appearance changed when she smiled at him that way; it went from kinda bitchy to all warm and wonderful in the blink of an eye!
Her smiling face really was quite pleasing to him, and he loved how it revealed her perfect, shiny white teeth behind her pouty, glistening wet red lips. He could feel his face suddenly blushing in response, and his cock twitched in his pants. His hips pushed themselves forward almost involuntarily, too, as if his hardon had a mind of its own and wanted to stick itself out in her direction!
Having a pretty girl smile at him like that had always turned him to jelly, and this time was no different, as her youthful, girlish smile instantly enthralled him with the way it made him feel. He just looked at her, with that smile, her baby-blue eyes, and those juicy red lips totally bedazzling him. His mouth hung open momentarily, and he froze right there, not saying a word.
But then her eyes gave him a quick once-over, moving down and then starting to come back up over his body, and it caused him to wonder if she saw him push his midsection towards her. Sure enough, her gaze momentarily paused on his erection before she looked back up into his eyes.
He glanced down and realized the outline of it was quite clearly visible, fully erect as it was, sticking down along the smooth material of his pants leg. At that moment it couldn’t have been more clear why Raquel had told him not to wear any underwear beneath his pants!
If all that wasn’t bad enough, his face flushed with embarrassment when he also realized how obvious it was that he had pushed his hips forward toward her. It was as though he was offering his hardon to her for her amusement or for whatever else she might like to do with it…
But then he looked back up into her eyes, and she was still smiling at him, perhaps even broader than before, making it clear that not only had she seen something she liked, but she also approved of it. And she winked at him in a very knowing way, doing it with a practiced ease and flirty familiarity that stunned him. It was an incredibly enticing and appealing move on her part, and an immediate feeling of warm arousal pulsed through him. His cock throbbed even more too!
But that second moment of slightly longer eye contact was all too brief as she looked back at the computer screen, and she lifted her hand toward him again. This time she curled her fingers in, leaving only the index finger sticking up, forming that common gesture that means “wait one moment” while she tapped a couple buttons on her keyboard with her other hand.
When she held up her hand this time, Tom instantly fixated on the outrageously long, shiny red fingernails attached to her pretty, feminine fingers. This time he was able to more fully absorb what he was looking at - and the sight of them was absolutely mind blowing!
Her nails must have been 2” long or so (~5 cm for you metric types), and they had a little bit of a curve to them, looking very much like ultra-feminine feline claws. He also noticed that each of her slender fingers had three small, gold rings on it, one in between each knuckle. He loved how they added to the dainty appearance of her pretty hand, dressing it up in a sparkly display of sensual femininity.
He did have a bit of a “thing” for girls with long fingernails like that, and his eyes lingered on that lovely, feminine finger of hers as she held it in midair. This girl’s nails were the sexiest ones he’d ever seen, and as he focused his eyes on the one sticking straight up in the air, it was as though it held some kind of mystical power over him, seeming to hold him in place right where he was. He just stood there, staring in absolute fascination at the outrageously blatant, purely feminine sex appeal of that one kinky-looking fingernail!
He continued to fixate on it as she held it up for a few seconds more, still dealing with calls coming in on the phone lines. But soon there a pause in the activity, and this time, when she took her hand down, he didn’t start speaking – he knew not to. He half expected her to finally say something to him, though, but she didn’t bother with that, and instead she opened the top drawer of her desk and pulled out a computer tablet.
She tapped a couple of icons on the screen with the sharp tip of one of those sexy fingernails and then handed it to him - without bothering to look at him. He mindlessly took it with his eyes still completely focused on this incredibly luscious-looking babe. Right then he heard a notification come in on it, and he looked at the screen and saw a chat window open. There was a message that simply said, “Name?”
It really caught him off guard, and he paused for a moment before doing anything. She was staring at her computer, not him, and then she let out an impatient sigh as she typed another message on her keyboard, causing the notification on his tablet to chime again. The message read “Hello? Anybody home?? Answer me!” Then she turned her head toward him and glared at him with a raised eyebrow, making it clear that this was the way she was communicating with him and that she was waiting for a response.
Needless to say, being encouraged to interact via text message with a gorgeous girl sitting right in front of him certainly wasn’t what he expected. It was as though he wasn’t important enough for her to bother speaking to him directly, and there was an undeniable aspect of subjugation to it. Still – her behavior was a simple continuance of the increasingly familiar theme of all these hot women controlling him, putting him in his place and keeping him there. And there was something about it that he was really starting to like, so he just played along without further ado.
As he entered his name on the tablet, the main phone line rang again, and Cheri answered it, ringing a teasergirl named Tiffany and announcing the male caller’s name to her. She told the caller that Tiffany would take his call in a few minutes and that he should wait on hold, and Tom saw she was multitasking as she typed another message, causing the notification to chime again on his tablet.
“Which TeaserGirl are you here to see today, Tommy?”
He hadn’t called himself that, but she was choosing to refer to him in whatever manner she pleased, in this case using the boyish nickname. It was playful and flirtatious, but also just a little demeaning. Still, coming from a hot girl like her, he couldn’t help but like it. So he typed “Brigitte” and hit send, and she smirked and typed another message, “Very good. I’ll let you know when she’s ready to receive you.”
But then, instead of taking any action to let Brigitte know he was there, she simply proceeded to have a casual conversation with Tiffany. As she talked, she rested one hand on the clear desk and playfully began tippity-tapping her deliciously long, slutty-looking shiny red fingernails on it. She tapped them one at a time in order, starting with her pinky nail and going to her index finger – tippity tap-tap-tap, tippity tap-tap-tap.
Tom was a little confused, and he didn’t know whether he should go and sit down or what. But since she hadn’t told him what to do, he figured he shouldn’t make any assumptions. So he just stood there, with his eyes zeroing in on those incredibly sexy fingernails of hers on the desk surface, right at eye level. The sight of them along with the sound they were making was completely mesmerizing, and again he found himself completely infatuated with the look of them!
As Cheri’s girl talk continued, she casually reached out with her other hand and flicked a switch on a small, silver desk lamp, casting a soft, red-toned light right down on the very spot she was tapping her nails on the clear desk. It caused the shiny red surfaces of her nails to glisten, and the gold rings on each finger caught little reflections in the light that created a dazzling, flickering display in Tom’s eyes.
Tom listened to Cheri asking Tiffany what the guy on hold was into, and she giggled and cooed as she listened, asking several curious questions about the guy’s fetishes that Tiffany was describing to her. And as she went on with her little conversation, taking her sweet time, too, she continued to tantalize him by brazenly showing off those wildly erotic nails on her bejeweled fingers.
He really loved listening in on such suggestive subject matter as he listened to Cheri talk, especially coming from such a drop-dead gorgeous blonde. He quickly noticed that in contrast to the assertive way she was handling the male callers, the tone of voice she used as she talked to the other teasergirl was very different - it was sweeter and more intimate, and she was talking to her like it was a private conversation, like nobody else was there to hear it…
One thing that struck him from the way she was talking was that she might not be the brightest tool in the shed, so to speak. She seemed to be the kind of girl that might rely on playing up other aspects of her appearance in order to draw attention away from that fact. But that was simply an observation, not a flaw, and it didn’t bother him one bit – hell, like most guys, the idea of a super-sexy girl with only average intelligence was an immensely appealing stereotype.
Tom also realized that the questions she was asking Tiffany were making it clear that she was somewhat new to her job there at the KCTC and that she wanted to learn more about the tricks of the trade, so to speak. And although the idea of lots of experienced prick teasing females working there was very appealing to him, he also imagined how sexy it would be for all of them to train a new girl on how to be a ruthless cocktease herself!
Anyway, as Cheri’s conversation continued, Tom kept waiting for her to take some action to announce his presence to Brigitte, but her girl talk with Tiffany was clearly much more important to her. She seemed quite fascinated by whatever Tiffany was telling her, in fact! Meanwhile, he just stood there as it quickly became clear she was making him wait completely on purpose, leaving him dangling from her string in the meantime. Wow – the waiting games that all these KCTC girls were playing with him really were starting to work their way into the depths of his mind…
But he really didn’t mind playing along with Cheri, not one little bit, because it was quite a treat to be allowed to stand there with his eyes totally focused on her feminine, slender fingers. Those nails of hers really were incredibly seductive, and he loved looking at them as they danced around right before his eyes, all adorned as they were with those sparkly gold rings lit up by the light red desk lamp pointed right at them.
Watching them casually tapping on the desk was so hot, as was listening to the erotic clicking sound they made as they did so. After doing that a little while longer, she rested them on the clear desk surface and began slowly bending and unbending her fingers, then sliding the tips of her nails round and round in circles too. Those motions made a different kind of sound that was also really sexy and suggestive…
Even though watching her show off her sexy fingernails like that had an undeniable appeal to it, his eyes occasionally drifted back to other visually pleasing details of this glamorous hottie. He peeked some more at her pretty face, her wispy bleach blonde hair, and he even stole a glance or two at her overly large breasts - but his eyes always went right back to that highly suggestive fingernail show she was performing. And as he continued to fixate on them, suddenly she glanced at him briefly, catching him in the act of staring at them.
And then, as she continued to chat with the girl on the line, she took her hand away from the desk and moved it to her keyboard. As she typed up a longer message, Tom realized that she was clearly an expert typist, because she could type very fast and accurately. So not only was her skill impressive and respectable, but watching her do it so professionally really added to her overall appeal...
The moment she sent her message, his tablet notification chimed and his face flushed again when he saw that she said “I see you staring at my sexy fingernails, Tommy. You’re the kind of guy that likes them, aren’t you!” He looked back at her, and she was looking at him with a knowing smile again, and she gave him another sexy wink before looking back at her computer screen.
It wasn’t really even a question she was asking, more of a statement she was making because she been showing off her lovely fingernails very much on purpose, and she was also fully aware of the way he had been instantly enchanted by her visual flaunting. Tom’s face flushed beet red again, and he was just plain stunned by how easily she had led him into her little fingernail tease trap! Even though he was totally embarrassed he felt like he had no choice but to acknowledge her.
And he didn’t hesitate this time, replying to her provocative statement with a simple "Yes!” He was actually dying to elaborate a little more, but in the moment he wasn’t quite sure of exactly what to say and he didn’t want to make her wait for him to figure it out. So instead he decided upon a simple but enthusiastic response in the affirmative.
But he had blurted his reply out loud, doing it without thinking, which caused her to look back at him again with a scowl. Then she lifted up her hand and extended that sexy, slender index finger upwards again, this time waving it back and forth in front of his eyes in a scolding way.
Tom sheepishly looked at her lovely fingernail as it symbolically scolded him, and his eyes followed its motion obediently. And then he glanced at her as she continued to scowl, squinting her eyes at him harshly like she was quite mad. And she put her fingers back down on the keyboard, typing another message saying “Ah-ahh-ahhhh…NO talking!”
Again he felt his face flush in sheer panic at the thought of displeasing her, so he looked down at his tablet and typed up a response, “Yes, Miss Cheri, I apologize.” As she read his message, her scowl quickly turned into a smile, and she typed a response saying “Well well well, I see you know how to address me! Good boy…”
Those last two words made him feel wonderful inside, and he watched as her smile got wider while she laid her hand on the desk and casually lifted her pinky nail upwards, making a few suggestive circles with it. That particular nail had extra adornment on it, with sparkly gold glitter and little gold hearts in a row up the length of it. The way she was showing it off for him was another highly suggestive display of pure, feminine sex appeal, almost as though she was symbolically wrapping him completely around her little finger right then and there.
But suddenly both her hands were on the keyboard again, and she typed another message in an incredibly skillful way while he watched her do it. It said “I like getting my nails done nice and long! Guys like you really seem to like them too.” After he read it he looked back up and saw her staring right into his eyes with a shit-eating grin on her face. And then she looked back at her computer, typing another message, and this was one was a little longer…
“In fact, one of the reasons I work here at the KCTC is to seek out male subjects to play fingernail teasing games with. But you’re not my teaseboy tonight though. Tonight you belong to Brigitte – but still, maybe I should inform her of your interest in them...”
Reading those words made his heart start pounding, and he could feel his cock twitching in his pants so much that he thought its motion might actually be visible to her if she were to glance down at it! Again he was being confronted quite openly about his desires, and the way this girl had casually attracted his attention to her sexy fingernails, captivated him with them, and then outed him about his desire for them was completely overwhelming. And just to add to his embarrassment, she also announced that she would be telling Brigitte about his fascination with them too…
In any case, Cheri knew full well what her comment had done to him, and she held his gaze for a minute, staring into his soul with a sheer confidence in herself that totally slayed him. Her smile slowly got wider and wider, and soon she had a look on her face like she planned to eat him alive, especially now that she had openly stated one of her proclivities and seen how he responded to it. Her mouth opened a little, and out came the tip of her glistening wet tongue, resting on the edge of her upper lip in yet another enticingly erotic display of titillation…
Tom was completely enchanted by all the sights and sounds this girl was providing, but soon enough she finally wrapped up her little chat with Tiffany, and she forwarded the call from the guy who was still on hold. She had kept that guy waiting just like she’d been doing to Tom! Of course, he was still finding himself simply unable to take his eyes off her, and he just stared at her with his heart pounding and his cock throbbing as she typed up another message that popped up on his tablet telling him, “Take a seat, sugar, and bring the tablet with you”.
With that she glanced at him again, raising her red angora fur-covered arm and pointing at an empty chair off to the side of the room with one slender, outstretched finger. He paused for a moment, once again quite surprised by her behavior, and this time she raised both eyebrows and gave him a look that was like ‘what are you waiting for?’ And she bent her arm slightly, then straightened it out abruptly, emphasizing what she was instructing him to do in a practically forceful way. It was a surprising gesture that struck Tom as almost rude.
But she didn’t have to say a word out loud for him to understand, and he suddenly found himself following her non-verbal direction obediently, starting to move across the room without another moment’s hesitation. But after being allowed to be up close in her presence for even a little while, being told to move away from her felt like having his heart ripped out! Still, he dared not defy her so he simply did what she wanted.
As he started to make his way across the room toward one of the classy lounge chairs, he kept his head turned to the side so his eyes could linger on that long, kinky-looking shiny red fingernail on the end of her pretty finger. She saw how he was still looking at it, and she kept it outstretched and pointed at the chair she wanted him to sit in. She even rolled it around in some slow little circles a few times, continuing that suggestive concept of wrapping him around her little finger with it. And she also kept her eyes completely focused on him as if she was carefully studying his responses and behavior…which she was!
This latest action was like she was banishing him for some sort of indiscretion, and the way it made him feel was very humbling. But damn – it felt so good to simply obey her since he knew what she expected of him. And the way her seemingly rude gesture was counteracted somehow by the enchanting presence of that symbolic, long shiny fingernail attached to the tip of her slender, feminine finger sent Tom’s mind absolutely reeling…
Anyway, as he sat down, he realized he had been so totally captivated by this gorgeous receptionist that he hadn’t gotten a better look at the stylishly designed welcome area. So he looked around the room some more, taking in the overall appearance of the place. It was clearly designed with the purposes of exhibitionism and visual stimulation in mind, with the shiny surfaces everywhere, complete with mirrors on the walls on each side, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the back wall.
He also noticed that the clear spiral staircase he had seen before in one back corner of the room had a matching counterpart in the other back corner, giving the room a symmetry that was very well balanced. He was dying to know where those stairs went, and what kinds of activities occurred wherever they went too…
Next he took note of a couple other guys sitting nearby. He could tell they were nervous like he was, they seemed to be blushing too, and they were both positioned in their seats like they were trying to hide something in their crotch area. One had a bouquet of flowers, and the other kept his hands folded in his lap, and neither of them looked at him. They just sat there with pensive looks on their faces, and unsurprisingly, their eyes seemed to be totally fixated on the simply stunning blonde receptionist.
Anyway, now that he had taken a better look around, his eyes went right back to Cheri too. Earlier, when he first observed her sitting high up on her bar stool behind her clear desk, he had thought about how the view of her from a seated position would be simply magnificent. And sure enough, he was right, because now that he was sitting down, he could give her a more thorough visual inspection of both her body and attire. Her hips, legs and shoes were really on display now, and from his seated position he could see that every inch of her outfit was just dripping with pure feminine sex appeal!
Again he observed that her large breasts looked simply amazing; they were perfectly wrapped up in her lovely, bright red furry sweater. It clung to them snugly, pressing them together and causing wonderful cleavage to be exposed by the very low-cut V-neck front. They jiggled around as she worked, too, moving back and forth a little with the motions of her shapely body, many of which she seemed to be causing very much on purpose. The way they bounced around so loosely indicated that she was not wearing a bra; her nipples were quite obvious, poking proudly into the furry red angora and plainly visible.
Soon his gaze moved downward, and he saw that her trim waist had a shiny white belt wrapped around it that really accentuated the curves of her beautiful figure. Then he feasted his eyes on the super-short bright white velvet miniskirt she was wearing, and after that he zeroed in on her lacy white garter belt and shiny white stockings. The way her sexy legs looked all dressed up like that literally took his breath away!
The skirt was skin-tight, and it was so short it left some of her smooth, bare thighs exposed above her stockings. She kept crossing one leg over the other, too, causing her skirt to ride slowly up a little higher. She clearly didn’t mind this one bit, because she didn’t bother taking hold of it and tugging it down while wiggling her body the way girls usually do when more of their bodies are being exposed…
She also seemed to be making it a point to casually swivel her bar stool slowly back and forth a lot too, giving him wonderfully different angles of those fantastic legs of hers. He just loved the way they looked – they had perfect, fleshy muscle tone and were not skinny at all, just long and wonderfully shapely in general.
In Tom’s mind, though, a great pair of legs was nothing without the right kinds of shoes, so as his gaze kept going lower, his heart started palpitating when he saw her high-heeled open-toe sandals. They were his favorite kind of ultra-sexy stripper shoes, and this pair was a shiny white, with sky-high heels and pretty little straps wrapping around her ankles that left her dainty feet almost fully exposed and up on tippy-toe.
As he enjoyed the fantastic sight of this hot girl’s legs and spike heels, he noticed how she seemed to be constantly drawing attention to her dressed-up feet as well, bouncing one up and down from the ankle, and sometimes getting her lower leg into the act, bouncing it up and down from below her knee too. And occasionally she’d hold her leg still and rotate her pretty foot round and round from the ankle before going back to her bouncy-bouncy show.
Tom just sat there, watching her in utter fascination as she showed herself off. It was pretty clear that she knew she was being watched by the male clientele in the room, but she seemed to be used to it, like it was all in a regular day’s work for her. And besides, she was simply too busy to give them much attention other than her lovely pulchritudinous display, because other calls kept coming in that required her focus.
He also started to notice that she really seemed to enjoy being on the front lines there at the KCTC, and she casually flirted with some of the guys calling, questioning them about their fantasies and fetishes, or encouraging them to obey her and do certain things before she’d put their calls through or book an appointment for them.
He continued to be totally entranced by the behavior and appearance of this mind-blowingly attractive new KCTC girl he had encountered, and when she began insisting that every guy “say the magic word” before she’d handle their calls, he suddenly realized that his hand had drifted between his legs and it was resting on his still hard erection, squeezing it gently.
The idea of being made to beg for the charms of a pretty girl did have a certain appeal to him, although his experience with it had been much more subtle. That whole idea of a woman “playing hard to get” was kind of familiar with certain girls who had made him ask them out repeatedly before saying yes.
But now, being exposed to women doing it more blatantly, was something else entirely. He had loved watching Brigitte make a whole room full of guys do it in her video clip, getting down on their knees and begging her to play with them, doing it them one by one before telling them all NO and making them leave. And now, seeing this hot blonde bimbo receptionist teasing the callers into doing it was really quite a turnon too!
Anyway, right then he heard the main door open and the click-click-click sound of high heels approaching from the main hallway, accompanied by some high-pitched, sweet sounding female voices. Almost like magic, two more gorgeous girls came prancing dramatically into the room in stylish fox fur jackets with designer handbags draped from their shoulders. They looked like they were dressed for an elegant night out, not to go to work.
That familiar clicking sound was coming from their lovely spike-heeled stripper shoes like the ones Cheri was wearing, and as they approached the main desk, the fresh scent of their seductive perfume wafted into Tom’s nostrils as they breezed past him. He suddenly took his hand off his erection, desperately hoping they hadn’t seen him touching himself…
Predictably, they didn’t give him or the other two guys sitting there a moment’s notice, because they were in the middle of a conversation about their dates the night before. They giggled and made references to the submissive behavior of their boyfriends as they greeted Cheri, and they both made appreciative comments about her attire and overall appearance that day.
Tom’s eyes were glued to them as they stood at the main desk, striking poses for each other as they showed off their outfits. He absolutely loved visually inspecting up their dolled-up appearance – they both had highly styled hair and they wore very glamorous-looking makeup, and they both looked incredibly classy and elegant in their furs and strappy high-heeled shoes.
After a few minutes of these girls casually chit-chatting, Tom suddenly heard Cheri’s voice saying into the intercom, “Fur-boy, report to the reception area, fur-boy!”
It was a standard-sounding announcement, like what you would hear at a pharmacy or department store, but of course, the content of it was more suggestive, and Tom found it to be very erotic. He was quite surprised and didn’t know what to expect next, so he just sat there watching as the two hot girls continued to talk with Cheri for a minute. But soon a young guy came hurrying in from the back area, looking like he was in his early 20’s like Cheri. He had a very meek appearance, being kind of skinny and below average in height.
At first the girls standing at the reception desk ignored him as he positioned himself directly behind them, but then one of them glanced back at him with a smirk. Looking him up and down briefly, she said with a hint of impatient disdain, “Oh there you are, fur-boy, we’ve been waiting for you.”
As she addressed him he looked up at her, because she was significantly taller than him in her sky-high heels. She simply oozed confidence as she held his gaze for a moment, staring into his eyes with a look of power and authority until he nervously looked away, bowing his head in a sudden display of submission.
But then she went back to her little chit-chat with her friend and Cheri, and the moment she did, he lifted his head back up and his eyes went back to her. His gaze moved all over the gorgeous red fox jacket she had on, and although she wasn’t looking at him she could almost certainly see out of the corner of her eye how infatuated he was by her fur.
He obviously had a fetishistic desire for it, and she seemed to know exactly what to do about that. After another moment she turned to face him, staring at him, opening her eyes wide and licking her lips seductively as she slid her hands slowly down the inside edges of the front of it. As her hands went lower she pulled it apart, opening it up a little to reveal some of her low-cut satiny blouse as she told him “Pet me, fur-boy, I know you want to! Maybe after that I’ll let you take my fur off me and you can go hang it up for me!”
The guy reached out with his hands, but she was ready for that and she shooed them away, effortlessly rejecting his advances by swatting his hands away with hers. Then she rolled her eyes as if he had committed a major indiscretion, scolding him by saying, “Not like THAT!” Then she spun around, facing away from him and posing, lifting up her hair away from the back of her fur with her hands. Then she turned her head to the side just a bit to address him and said “Try again.”
This time he reached out and she allowed his touch, and he ran both hands down the back of the soft fur, petting it in utter adoration over and over, and then he stepped a little closer and put his hands on side of both of her fur-covered arms, gently caressing them up and down. “That’s better”, she encouraged, enjoying his obedient attention to her before adding firmly, “now take it off me!”
The other girl watched as her gorgeous friend bossed this poor guy around, seeing how weak for her he was and enjoying how he seemed to be very eager to please her. He was clearly quite interested in her fabulous-looking fur jacket, and she saw how his hands were trembling slightly when he reached up and took hold of it near her friend’s neck, slowly helping slip it down over her shoulders and off her arms.
Tom’s mouth fell open as he watched, too, but he wasn’t as interested in the fur itself as he was in seeing the girl’s body now that it was more visible with her fur jacket removed. She was simply stunning-looking, with a very voluptuous figure all dressed up a in shiny low-cut blouse, a short, tight miniskirt and those sky-high heels. Her look was pure high class sex appeal, very much in the vein of the classic ‘sexy secretary’, and like every other KCTC girl he had seen so far, he found her to be immensely captivating.
Next, she stepped forward a little, moving away from the guy behind her a little as the fur fell into his eager arms. Then she turned around and looked at him, seeing how he was lovingly cradling the luxurious-feeling red fox jacket, staring at it like it was a priceless treasure. Both girls watched as he petted it gently while holding it in his arms, but then the one who had let him take it off her snapped her fingers and assertively pointed at the floor in front of her. The guy somehow seemed to know exactly what that meant, and he fell to his knees without a moment’s hesitation.
Both girls giggled at the way he obeyed so quickly, and then the same girl that spoke to him winked at her hot-looking friend and said quietly but confidently, “Watch this!”
Turning towards him, she grabbed the fur from his hands, snickering at the crestfallen look on his face as she took it away from him. His eyes stayed glued to it as she stole it from him, and her voice took on an accusatory tone as she said, “You liked touching my pretty fur jacket, didn’t you, fur-boy!”
“Yes!” He panted.
“Good! Then…you probably want it back, don’t you?” She questioned.
“YES!” He said loudly.
“All right, then you know what to do…” She cooed, her voice becoming softer and more enchanting as her words trailed off suggestively.
The guy clasped his hands together and his voice took on a desperate tone as he said, “Please, Sonia, please let me have your fur back!”
She held it front of his eyes, teasing him with it by swaying it back and forth as she coaxed him along with her words. “Awww…is this what you want, fur-boy?”
“YES!!” He wailed, keeping his hands clasped together instead of reaching out for it.
“Say the magic word then! You know what it is, right?” She ordered.
He proceeded to beg and plead with her as she dangled the fur before his eyes, and she even coaxed him to reach out and touch it, only to pull it away the moment his hands moved forward. She playfully scolded him after rejecting his advances too, making it clear that the whole situation was nothing but a cruel little mind game. Then she made him beg for it some more as the other two girls watched the spectacle, and she even made some comments to them, almost as though the whole scenario was a kind of training exercise or something.
Anyway, after a couple more minutes of teasing and denying, she told him to shush and ordered him to rub himself, watching him carefully as he obeyed. Her friend couldn’t contain her laughter and she giggled at the poor guy as Sonia taunted him, saying, “All right, fur-boy, here you go!” And she proceeded to toss the wonderfully sensuous fur right over his head, snickering as it draped itself onto him, covering his face and shoulders.
And then her voice took on a very assertive tone as she ordered, “Thank me for letting you have it, fur-boy, and then beg Charlene to let you have hers too! And don’t forget to keep rubbing yourself either!!”
Both girls laughed at the amusing sight of this guy down on his knees, rubbing the bulge in his pants as he said “Thank you, Sonia, thank you for letting me have it! And please, Charlene, please let me have your fur too!” His voice was muffled since his face was covered by the first girl’s fur, and they made him repeat himself several times before the other girl mockingly shushed him and took off her fur too, placing it gently over the first one covering his head. Then she reached out with the palm of her hand and rubbed his face right through both furs, adding to his mildly humiliating experience.
As Tom watched, he wasn’t quite sure whether he’d want to be treated like that or not, but he was surprisingly turned on by the sight of these two hot girls playing their naughty games with the clearly submissive fur-boy, putting him down and teasing him for being so obsessed with their sexy fur jackets.
They both continued to giggle for a minute at the sight of the passive male kneeling there with the two furs draped over his face, and he kept rubbing the bulge in his pants as they went on with their girly conversation with the receptionist. He just stayed right where he was, right there behind their lovely legs and high heels with their furs draped over his head.
Soon, though, they were done chatting with Cheri and it was time to get to work, apparently, so Sonia told the fur-boy to continue rubbing himself and listen to the sound of their high heels clicking on the hard floor until he heard them leave the room. When they were gone she said he could go hang their furs up for them. They both giggled some more as he nodded his head in agreement, and they pranced off, heading toward the back of the room, opening the glass doors leading into the main office area and walking through them. And that was it, they were gone.
The moment the sound of their high heels subsided, the fur-boy stood up and gently lifted the girls’ furs off his head, draping one over each arm, clearly still quite excited by the feel of them. He glanced at Cheri, and she simply raised her arm and pointed at the back area like she had done to Tom. The guy sheepishly obeyed, gently caressing the furs with his hands as he too exited the room.
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My sincere apologies to everyone for taking SO damn long to finish this chapter! Winter lack of sun and crazy rainstorms where I live really got the better of me and it was hard to feel creative during this difficult time. Anyway, I finally got this longer chapter written and edited and I'm happy with it, finally. I hope everyone enjoys this ongoing story!
Kitty
