There were several rough tables and workbenches scattered throughout the room. A variety of dildos in various shapes and styles covered one table, all...in different stages of shaping, some rough phallus, others nearly polished smooth. Tools for woodworking, hanging from hooks, covered one wall. Everyone looked precisely in place. There was a wooden man, joints articulated, lay slumped in the corner, somehow propped up. Other objects of metal or wood or pottery adorned shelves. While another. Alex pushed her slacks halfway down her thighs. He was rubbing her pussy before she got the last button of his shirt undone. She finally got the last pesky button undone and took his shirt off. She reached for the button and zipper on his shorts. She had his shorts and Spiderman briefs down in a heartbeat. She still had not gotten over how sexy he looked with that almost five-inch hard cock sticking out between his legs that actually looked bigger on his slight adolescent frame. Cheryl took off. .It was very straight forward as it unfolded. So goddamn sexist. So frickin friggin typical of a male power play dominated workplace. Every rule broken and then some more in every known employee’s code that on paper protects young women from predatory males in the workplace.I knew before I went in the big boss’s son’s office on the top floor I was in job security free-fall. He was the employment manager. Well what a laugh he was also the secretary pussy manager: as I had heard. A real sod too. He'd hoisted them, resting his hands on her waist from which he felt a tiny trembling. In squatting Dan was unaware his cock had sprung loose above his waistband; It's head glistening just below Janet's nipples. Her loins had tingled strangely. She felt dizzy."A kiss before you go to the bathroom," croaked Dan. She complied in a French style. A bead of precum oozed on Dan's cock. Janet turned and went to the bathroom and locked the door. She gave her clit a hard time with the toothbrush handle;.