Step Into My Office

When there was none, I unlocked the door, and hastened inside. A few minutes later, I exited, having allowed the butt plug to ease down my anal passage and into my waiting hand, having wiped my ass, having washed both the dildo and my hands, and having wrapped the butt plug in tissue and placed it inside my purse, where it wouldn’t have the opportunity to humiliate me by sliding out of my ass at an inopportune time, I exited the restroom and returned to Pete‘s office.

I knocked at his door.

“Come in,” he called from within.

As I opened his door, he looked up at me, and I announced, “I’m going shopping, if you don’t mind, to buy something more suitable to my new position.”

He smiled. “Good idea, Alice.”

“I’ll be back as soon as--”

“Take your time.”

I smiled. “Thanks, Pete.”

As I strode by Brenda’s work station, she gave me a sympathetic look, assuming, I supposed, that I’d been fired. I smiled at her, and she looked away. I almost laughed at her discomfort. Let her think what she wants, I told myself. She’d know the truth soon enough.

As I rode the elevator to the first floor, I took the tissue-wrapped dildo from my purse and deposited it in the nearest trash receptacle. Now that I’d been promoted to training manager, now that I’d been given a corner office and all the perks that came with it, now that I could leave the office to buy new clothes or to run other personal errands, I didn’t need the comfort and reassurance that having a butt plug shoved up my ass had provided in past days. From now on, self-confidence would provide all the comfort and reassurance I’d need.

I wouldn’t need the butt plug anymore, but, well, I was going to miss the sensation of having my ass crammed full of something long, hard, and thick. I smiled as I thought, Maybe I wouldn’t. Pete had ogled my ass since I’d first joined his team.