Dana Takes on the Basketball TeamChapter 2 The Decision
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Dana drove straight to the office. When she walked in, she reeked of sex. There were wet spots on the back of her skirt where cum had leaked out while she drove. Her top was slightly loose, but silky. It draped across her breasts and nipples making it clear that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. There was a stain over her left tit that made it look like she had been nursing and sprung a leak. I made her stand in my office while we called Jim to discuss the contract. Cum was running down her legs. It was dripping on the carpet and drying on her thighs and clothes.
“You would probably like to wash your clothes and clean yourself up before your husband sees you”, I suggested.
Dana’s expression was a combination of hope and fear; rightfully so.
“The choice is entirely yours, Dana. At the end of the day, you can go home to your husband looking, and smelling, just like you do right now. Or you can accept my offer and requirements.” I didn’t want to add any additional threats to Dana’s ordeal, not out of sympathy for her, but because it would be even more humiliating to voluntarily accept my offer.
“What are you going to make me do”, Dana asked.
“I don’t intend to make you do anything, except clean the mess you made in my office, I said pointing to the spots on the carpet where she stood. You can clean my office wearing those clothes and then wear them home just like they are. You can go to the laundry room and wash out your skirt and top in the sinks and clean my office while they dry. Most of the employees will be out until late this afternoon. Or you can give me your clothes and I will take them to the laundry to be cleaned. And you can clean my office while your clothes are being washed. Either your husband sees you in these clothes as-is, or I see you cleaning without them.”
I guess that Dana figured the fewer witnesses to her humiliation, the better. She removed her clothes, folded them neatly and handed them to me. I told her that I would return with the cleaning supplies while she waited in my office. I took the clothes to the laundry room and explained to the guys working there that the clothes were Dana’s and that she needed to get the stains out before she went home. I can only imagine their reactions when they noticed the nature of the stains. I’m sure they looked at her differently from then onward.
I drove to the corner drug store to pick up the cleaning supplies I had in mind. A basin, razor, shaving gel, douche, toothbrush, and wash rag. I swear the clerk gave me a funny look, but that still didn’t compare to the look Dana gave me as I unpacked the cleaning supplies.
“Cleaning the office isn’t going to work if you keep making a new mess everywhere you go. And I won’t be able to tell if you are really clean if we don’t get rid of some of that hair.” Dana had wispy pubic hairs already, even for a natural blonde. But shaving her bald would only add to the humiliation. And the more that she accepted today, the more I was certain she would accept in the months to follow.
I had Dana lean back on my desk and spread her legs. I used a shaving lotion rather than foamy cream. It wasn’t for the closer shave, it was the chance to rub the lotion into the hair more. And the hair she had along her lips was matted with cum. That meant rubbing the lotion through these hairs even more. I was a bit sad to finish shaving her. I still planned to douche her thoroughly.
I had her stand on the desk with her legs wide apart and squat deeply with her back towards me. To keep her balance, and to provide me with a better view, I had her lean forward onto her hands. I placed the basin between her feet. Then I slid the nozzle between her pre-pubescent looking bald lips and emptied the first of four douches to clean her out.
I gave her a toothbrush and washrag to scrub the stains out of my carpet. I figured that I was in for some pleasant views whether she bent over, squatted, or worked on her hands and knees. She opted for working on her hands and knees. I moved around so that I could enjoy the view. Dana spent nearly 30 minutes cleaning the floor with the toothbrush. By the time she finished cleaning, the work day had ended and her dress was cleaned.
Dana dressed in my office. I didn’t offer her any measure of privacy. All she had to put on was the skirt and top; no bra, no panties, no hose. I’m not sure how her husband would miss the prominent nipples distorting the silky top. Before she left I had one more set of instructions for Dana. “I think Jim’s idea of keeping your panties and bra was a good plan. I want you to work like that from now on. It will be a good reminder for you of how important it is to get the customers’ orders correct every time. And I like seeing you that way.” Dana blushed slightly and hung her head. She was going to do what I asked, at least for now; any fight had been taken out of her at this point.
I guessed that Dana would try to avoid anyone possibly noticing what she wasn’t wearing. Despite everything she had been through today, she was still the wife of a conservative pastor. I planned a little clothes shopping just in case.
Sure enough, Dana arrived at work the next day in a bulky sweater, and a long, thick skirt. These must have come from the back of the closet, because I had never seen her in such dowdy, ultra-modest clothes. I called Dana into my office as soon as she arrived.
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The Sexy Basketball Girl I was pleased to see that a girl my age moved in across the street. Sixteen is a difficult age to be, you’re not really a kid anymore and you’re not quite an adult either. My hormones were raging and I jerked off a lot. I saw her bouncing a basketball on her sidewalk and went right over. I invited her to use my basketball hoop on our garage. I told her that I play in the paved driveway all the time. She introduced herself as Sam and said that it was short...
Where you at, basketball fans? It's that time of year! I know you have already started making your NCAA tournament predictions. You get a hard-on waiting for that must-see matchup. You cum in your britches thinking about who will make that awe-inspiring last-second shot to be remembered for years to come. But, amidst your unbreakable focus on that round orange ball, don't forget about your mate on the bench, impatiently waiting for the season to end. He is no different. This time of year...
ToysMy name is Lance. I am 18 years old. I am 5’9 and I weigh 170 pounds. I am pretty fit, and most people think I am quite hot. I would like to tell you a story about myself and a girl named Ashley. It was about five o’clock in the evening and basketball practice was just ending. So was gymnastics practice. Gymnastics practice was on the same day and time as basketball practice so we always had to share the gym. I was just getting out of the shower and saw that there was only one boy left in the...
EroticI don’t know when it changed between me and Emily. I’m Ashley, the star 5’1 point guard for the UConn Huskies. I was a part of the 2021 freshman class that was expected to take the temporary tumble the Huskies program was undergoing and turning it back into a college basketball power.Emily, our 5’9 center had been there for 3 years, and this year was her senior and final year. Normally, the Uconn Ladies were like the men’s Kentucky Wildcats, sending prospect after prospect to the first round of...
Lesbian-------------Part 5: ■ THE OFFICE (Chloe comes home) ■ ------------- Chloe said she would be back home on the 5th. We had been in pretty close contact while she was out of state, but this would be the first time I had seen her in about six-months. It was almost three-weeks since I had played ‘Truth or Dare’ with Cindy, and I hadn't seen or spoken with her since then because I was scared of calling her house, and I was feeling pretty guilty about taking advantage of her innocence....