I’ve woken earlier than normal; it’s a little after five and I’m wide awake. Maybe it’s thoughts of my first task that make me feel wide awake. I lay on the bed contemplating if I shall proceed with his work, it’s a lot to ask. And even though I’m a highly-reserved sort of girl, I find it exciting.

I think the one thing that is persuading me to go to the office is, just how sexy Christian is. He’s the ideal man in looks but not attitude that stinks and he can be a complete ass most of the time. I think of his physique, and how he’s tall and has dirty blonde hair. Hmm, in a way he has the same features as Leo. I think of his blue eyes, and how they just melt me and make my legs go weak whenever he’s close to me.

I finally decide to wear no panties and think about which skirt will be best to wear and opt for my pencil skirt. It’s a figure hugging skirt and it’ll leave him horny, so he’ll be able to see I’ve completed my task.

One more look in the mirror, before I leave the office. I can’t believe that I’ve gone from shy girl to office tease in the last few days. Then again, Agnes said to have fun and that’s exactly what I intend on doing, starting today.

* * *

I arrive at the office and I’m excited at the thought of Christian looking at me with no panties. I ride in the elevator and reach our floor. As I exit the elevator, I can sense a lighter atmosphere and wonder what’s going on. I glance towards Christian’s office, and the door’s closed. I scratch my head, wondering why his door’s closed.

I reach my desk and check Christian’s schedule, and notice he’s not in the office today. Damn! Why did he say not to wear panties if he’s not around. Then it dawns on me, this is why he wanted me to take a photo. I’m really not good at this.

“Hey Isobel, what’s up?”

“Ah, nothing, I was just thinking, I forgot Christian was out all day,” I sigh thinking that I must have been talking to myself, otherwise she wouldn’t know that anything was bothering me. A trait that I picked from my mom, one that I really need to stop doing.

“Isobel make the most of it, it’s not very often it happens. We can do with more days with him away.”

“Why do you say that?”

She laughs, “The man’s a slave driver. Have you ever seen him leave the office?”

I shake my head, damn I hate lying. I want to tell her that I saw him leaving last night. He was walking so damn fast that I thought he was going to take the stairs. I know that I was making him hot, I wanted him to take me, but he held back as usual.

“Exactly! That’s because he works too hard and wants everyone to work as hard as he does.”

I smile at her, thinking that I need to get to the bathroom and take the photo of myself with no panties. I feel really silly thinking about it all.

“Well, I will let you get back on with your day dreaming,” Jean replies as she flicks her hair to the side.

“What?”

“You looked as if you were having a conversation with yourself before I came over.”

“Crazy right? I know I get it from my mom.”

She shakes her head, “No, it’s kind of cute. Anyway, I’ll catch you later right? You’re coming to lunch aren’t you?”

I nod my head thinking that Christian’s not here, so I won’t be doing anything with him.

“Great, see you later.” Jean walks back to her desk and walks over to the other girls. No doubt, they’re gossiping about something. It’s a sign Christian is not here, the tongues start to wag, and all sorts of gossip get mentioned, especially about Christian.

I walk into Christian’s office and place some documents on his desk; I can hear the phone ring from my desk, so I transfer it from his phone.

“Isobel?”

My heart skips a beat when I hear Christian’s voice on the other line.

“Yeah, it’s me,”

“What are you doing?” he asks in a rough voice.

“I’ve just put some reports on your desk for when you get back to the office,” I answer happy to hear his voice.

“Have you done as I ordered?”

“I have, and I can’t believe that you’re not here to see it.”

“As long as I know you have no panties on that is good enough for me. Besides remember I told you to take a photo.”

“Okay, then I’ll take the photo then after I’m putting on my panties.”

“No,” he says it so loud that my heart stops.

“But you’re not here.”

He laughs, “I know, but as I said you do what I say, no questions.”

“Oh.”

Now, I feel silly. Maybe I’m a little kid trying to play in the big playground with all the cool kids. The ones that know how to play this game and I haven’t got a clue what I’m doing.

“If you say so.” I sound a little deflated, but the excitement that I felt this morning coming into the office is being washed away.

“All in good time, all in good time, everything will become clear later,” he replies, “so how does it feel not wearing panties then?”

“It is different, especially when there is a cold wind, it blows right against my spot,” I explain as I imagine the cold sending shocks into my pussy.

“Ah, so you have a bald pussy then? I didn’t see it clearly on the camera last time.”

“Gosh, er, um, yes,” I’m taken aback by the fact that we’re talking about my pussy.

“I was thinking as a country girl, you would have a bushy pussy, a mound of dark pubic hair.”

“We’re in the twenty-first century, I don’t know many women with a bush anymore,” I reply as I laugh.

“I must dash, my meeting starts in a minute, and I’ve to get rid of this boner.”

I have a big smile on my face knowing that he has one as a result of me. I return to my desk, pleased he has thought of me being alone with no panties, and he has assured me there is more for me to experience because of it.

The day seems to be dragging by, between the notes that I have to type up and everything, but when I look at the clock and see that it’s almost lunch time. I let out a sigh of relief about a little break.

Jean comes over to my desk, “Hey you coming for lunch then?”

“I just remembered that I brought a packed lunch with me today,” I explain to Jean feeling bad that I’m letting her down again.

“We’re going for greasy burgers,,” she says as she skips towards the elevator. “Are you sure that you don’t want to come?”

She’s waving her finger trying to tempt me to join them. I could go with eating a full meal, I hate to admit to her, that I really can’t afford to eat there again, not for a while. I watch as they all disappear into the elevator and the door closes. I am the only person who is in the office. I rest my head and dream of what may have been if Christian had he been here today.

I imagine walking into his office and bending over to pick up a piece of paper; I glance over my shoulder towards him as my skirt rides up, the bulge of my pussy pushed between my legs, ‘Oh, sorry Christian’.

I open my eyes to make sure no one has returned to the office; I’m still alone, so I close my eyes and carry on with my imagination.

Your turn, I picture myself saying to Christian.

I watch as Christian opens his zipper and takes out his cock, my eyes bulge when I see the size of it, it is huge, and it is soft. His cock hangs, and he places his hands on his hips.

I hear the phone ring and open my eyes. I look at the clock and lunchtime is nearly over. I pick up the phone and answer.

“Isobel,” Christian says. “How is everything in the office?”

“Everything is fine here, how is it going with you?”

“So far so good, a rough meeting but as always, I’m the one who comes out on top,” he says in a pleased voice, “I see lunch time is nearly over, you been out?”

“No, I stayed in the office, I was just daydreaming,”

“Daydreaming of?” he asks waiting.

“I was just thinking of old movies, and how the images of them change when you get older.”

“So, a dull lunchtime you have had then?”

“No, not at all, I have had quite a good lunch time. Actually, it was fun daydreaming, especially when you factor in that I have no panties on; it puts an entirely different perspective on your thoughts.”

“You trying to give me a boner again?”

I shake my head as I put a finger in my mouth, he knows exactly what I’m thinking.

“Don’t forget to send me the photo.”

Then he hangs up, I’m about to get up and do it, when I see everyone coming back into the office. I’ll do it later when no one’s around and maybe I’ll do more than just send him a photo of my pussy. Maybe, I’ll send him a video, just like the one that I did on video chat with my ex-boyfriend, Leo.