Office Girls

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"Hi Arthur, can I have a word?"

He looked up, not seeming overly pleased to see me. "I suppose."

"Well, Haley, the first girl is coming in shortly, and I just wanted to check you'd be OK with what I had planned."

He waved a hand. "Oh, yeah, I'm sure it's fine."

"Well, it's just, I was hoping I could use the office a bit more than you normally seem to. Maybe get the rest of you involved a little bit as well."

He looked up. "Really?" He sounded mildly unsure, but not necessarily against it.

"Yeah. I dunno, it just seemed like I should try and not make just another video of a girl stood in the meeting room. Maybe add a bit of variety."

He laughed. "I see, we've got a regular Kubrick on our hands, have we?"

I probably coloured slightly but carried on.

"Not really, but I figured I may as well try and do something noticeable. You know, given I'm only here for a month or so."

"That's commendable, I guess. You are still planning on getting her clothes off, though?"

"Yeah, definitely."

He smiled. "Well then, sounds good to me."

"So, I was going to maybe use your office for the first one if I could?"

"The first one?"

I wondered if I should have quit while I was ahead.

"I was thinking of doing a few scenes, but maybe not if it's too complicated."

"I suppose it'd be fine. Not for long, though." It seemed as if my casual tone had worked.

"No, of course." I waited for another moment but I thought I'd covered all I needed to. I smiled and made to leave.

"I guess I should look forward to watching an auteur at work."

His comment seemed a good natured joke but I did still had a slight feeling that I was getting carried away. I told myself it was too late for that now.

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At about half twelve I got the text I was hoping for. Haley had arrived in London and was getting the tube over to the office. The next half hour was mild torture as I went over what I'd prepared, thought about how I should act with her and wished the time away, but eventually I got another text. Haley was waiting in reception. With a fast beating heart I set off to greet her.

She was easy to spot and I was pleased to see her pictures had been very accurate. She was wearing a smartish and tight pair of light blue jeans, a blue and white striped top and a mustard cardigan. Her hair was in a high pony tail and she seemed quite short, around 5'1". It looked like she'd definitely made an effort but the effect was still slightly casual. She looked good.

"Hi, Haley."

"Hi" She smiled at me fairly brightly. "Are you Steve?"

"Yep, nice to meet you." We shook hands. "Do you want to follow me, I'll take you up."

"OK."

On the way up we exchanged small talk about her journey in. I kept telling myself to act casual and confident and I think I was succeeding for the moment. Haley seemed fairly comfortable, but there was a definite hint of her not really knowing quite what to expect next.

We walked into the office and Howard pushed himself away from his desk and made it clear he wanted an introduction.

"Howard, this is Haley, she's here to do an Office Girls shoot."

I saw Haley look at me as I spoke, but Howard stood up and shook her hand distracting her. "Hi, Haley."

"Hi."

"Steve treating you OK?"

"Er, yes." She seemed more nervous all of a sudden and Howard didn't have much more in the way of conversation. He was definitely giving her the once over, though, which can't have made her feel any more relaxed. I figured it was time to move on.

"OK, let's get you set up."

We went over to the meeting room, although two walls were windows to the office I'd closed the blinds earlier so it offered some privacy. There was a small table and mirror set up for her.

"OK, well, you can do whatever make up you need over there and then we can get started. Before that, can I just check your ID?

"Oh, yes." She pulled her passport out of her bag, as promised it seemed like her nineteenth birthday was a month or so back.

"Great, I'll take a copy later. I can explain a bit about how it'll work as you get ready, if you like?"

"So, er, is it the shoot for the magazine right away?"

"Yes."

"Right." She started slowly opening her bag. "So, I'll, er, I'll be." She trailed off. "Here?"

"Yeah, we do all our Girls With Balls stuff here now. It makes it easy for everyone, and especially with this one. Office Girls, you know."

"Oh, yeah, I guess."

There was an awkward pause and then she walked over to the mirror and started getting make up out of her bag. It seemed like we hadn't hit any road blocks so far.

"So, er, I'm going to be in the magazine, then?"

"Well, the way it works is we do the shoot and if it's fine we use it, and if not we don't." I shrugged. "They're pretty simple and it rare we don't end up using one. We do them on video and then use a few stills in the magazine to advertise them."

She nodded, and after a few more moments she seemed ready to start applying some make up.

"Do I need to do anything in particular with this?" She looked at me pretty expectantly, which seemed a good sign.

"No, just do yourself up like you would on a night out. However you think you look best."

"OK" She seemed a bit hesitant, that was probably what she'd done before leaving the house.

"I mean, you already look great. I knew as soon as I saw you in the lobby you'd be perfect."

"Thanks." Her reply seemed genuine and I thought she maybe blushed slightly.

"Seriously, you're just right for this, it's great when girls as attractive as you come in." She didn't reply that time, but I saw her look my way briefly as she tightened her pony tail slightly. I wasn't really lying, she was young and cute and just as in the picture her body looked great with her bum and boobs bulging nicely under her clothes.

She started to open a few products and touch up her make up. It looked like she'd used plenty of foundation and some dark mascara and a bit of eyeliner, her skin looked just as pale as I remembered from the picture but the overall effect was of someone made up well. I began my explanation.

"Right, so, I know you said on the phone, but you have seen some of the Girls With Balls stuff before, haven't you?"

"Yeah."

I smiled at her again. "I bet people have been telling you you should enter for ages."

This time she definitely blushed. "Oh, I don't know."

"Well, the idea for this one is what if one of the girls came and worked for us for a day."

She nodded at me earnestly in the mirror. "OK."

"It'll be pretty simple, we'll just do four or five little scenes around the office. Nothing complicated, just a sort of day-in-the-life thing."

"So it's, er, like a film?" She sounded slightly alarmed at that prospect.

"Not really a film, more just sketches. But there's no real acting or anything, you just have to be yourself, it's pretty much as simple as that."

"Right." She didn't sound fully convinced but she carried on with her make up.

"Well, look, let me describe the first scene. I'll be in the office, you'll come in and say who you are, and then we'll give you your uniform. That's it."

"A uniform?"

"Yes, but that's just a joke. The uniform is just what you girls always wear in these videos. All you'll have to do is act natural, stay cheerful and agree."

She nodded at me and then carried on doing her make up. After a few moments I figured I should be the one to break the silence, if only to give me the excuse to stay in the room.

"Do you buy the magazine?"

"Mostly I've just read other peoples, but sometimes, yeah. It's not really aimed at girls, is it, but, I dunno." She left that sentence hanging.

I nodded. "You liked it anyway." I waited, and when she didn't reply I carried on. "Some of the pictures, maybe?"

She looked at me and smiled slightly nervously seeming to agree. I smiled back. I liked where the conversation was going.

"How long have you thought about being in it?"

"A while I guess, but not, you know, that often." She still seemed nervous but answered easily enough.

"Oh, don't worry, I think it's really common. I think a lot of attractive girls like you secretly like the idea but are just a bit embarrassed. No reason to be, though, it's perfectly natural to want to show off if you look good."

She carried on with her make up, it was hard to read her body language, but she didn't seem to be disagreeing with me or too uncomfortable with the conversation.

"So, what made you apply this time. Did you talk about it with your friends?"

"No, not really. I, er, I just did."

I wondered how many times Haley had come close in the past, maybe even writing the email but not sending it. Imagining herself one of the smiling, almost naked girls that anyone who bought the magazine could look at, but not quite daring to make it happen. My thoughts meant I let the conversation drift, but it wasn't long before she spoke again.

"I think I'm ready."

"Great."

"For this one will I have to." She hesitated, but I'd seen her arms move slightly as if beginning to take her top off.

"Take some clothes off?"

"Yeah." She managed to keep eye contact but only just.

"No, not yet."

"Right."

"OK, then. You wait here and I'll go make sure the room is ready."

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I headed to the office, Arthur was there and readily agreed to let me use it for a short time.

"She's looks bloody attractive, well done."

I smiled at him in thanks as if I'd had much to do with it.

"You've checked her ID?"

"Yes, just did. She's nineteen."

"Perfect."

An idea occurred to me, it seemed like it might make things more interesting.

"How about you being in this scene as well?"

"Er, yeah, why not? Will she be taking her clothes off?"

"No, not yet, but I think you'll enjoy it all the same."

I quickly filled Arthur in on what I was going to do, set up the camera and then grabbed the outfit I'd prepared earlier. I was soon hurrying back to the meeting room and telling Haley to once again follow me, which she quickly did. I went over her motivation again, such that it was, and suggested an introduction for her and also how she might end the scene. She seemed nervous but also ready to take part.

I introduced her to Arthur, then told her to go out again and wait for my signal to begin. I wondered if I'd prepared my scene partners well enough, but it really was a simple concept and I was pretty sure they'd get the idea quickly. How far Haley would play along was perhaps still in question, but there was only one way to find out. Besides, like Howard had told me many times yesterday, no matter how nervous she seemed it was her idea to be here, and there had never been any real ambiguity about what she'd be asked to do.

Pretty soon I was shouting action and there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!"

Haley walked through and peered at us hesitatingly. I was pretty sure she looked directly at the camera, but that wasn't a problem. The plan was for her to start but it seemed she'd forgotten her prepared line.

"Hello, and you are?"

I figured my prompt would work, and it did.

"Oh, hi, I'm Haley. I'm 19 and I'm from Reading, and I'm here to be an office girl!" She got more enthusiastic as the sentence went on, smiling brightly at the end.

"Hi, Haley." I turned to Arthur. "This is a coincidence, isn't it? We were only saying two minutes ago that we needed an office girl."

"Yes, that's right!"

We were both playing it pretty broadly, which was exactly what I'd wanted.

"Well, do you think she's got what it takes?"

Arthur looked up at Haley, then stood and walked around her, not being at all shy about studying her body. This wasn't something we'd discussed but it seemed in the spirit of things. Haley stood obediently still as he circled her.

"Can you take your cardigan off?"

She quickly shrugged it off her shoulders and placed it on a shelf. Arthur stared closely at the hint of cleavage her v-neck top offered. I took the opportunity to study her as well, there was no doubt her breasts were pretty pleasingly large.

"I think she'll do fine."

"Right, well, when can you start?" Haley looked a bit lost and I quickly carried on. "Is right now OK?"

"Oh, yes." She managed another smile at the camera. Arthur had made his way back behind the desk.

"Now, isn't there an official Balls office girl uniform?"

Arthur took his cue. "Yes, I'm sure I've got it here somewhere."

He reached under his desk and pulled out a carrier bag. He rummaged around in it.

"There's a skirt, a top, some shoes, a bra and some knickers."

He pulled out each in turn and placed them on the table, but he chose to keep hold of the knickers so we could all study them more closely. The pair I'd picked were small, shiny and red with black laced edging and a black ribbon at the front. There was also a hole at the back which would show a nice amount of the top of Haley's bum crack.

Haley looked surprised, but was about to deliver her closing line when I cut in instead.

"Wait a minute, Arthur, I think there's a stain on that blouse."

He picked it up. "Oh, yeah, so there is." He threw it over his shoulder. "That's out then."

"And, isn't that one on the skirt as well?"

"Why, I think you're right." The skirt followed the top.

Haley was watching us, she obviously must have known what was happening now but stayed in place while we decided how little she'd be wearing.

"You know," said Arthur, "I seem to remember we had these problems the last time an office girl showed up."

"What bad luck!" I looked at the bra, "and isn't that another mark?"

Arthur picked it up and showed part of the cup to Haley.

"Look here, Haley, it's filthy. We couldn't let you wear that, could we?"

He looked at her expectantly and she eventually answered, "oh, no, probably not." While her cheerful tone could have done with some work, it wasn't too bad and it did seem like she was getting involved in the right spirit.

"Where does that leave us?" I asked Arthur.

"Well, just the knickers and the heels, I suppose."

"Same as last time, then." I turned to Haley. "Any questions?"

This time she remembered her lines. She looked at the camera and said with at least a hint of enthusiasm, "Where do I get changed?"

We all waited a moment and then I stood up and stopped the camera.

"I think that went fine. Haley, you were awesome, exactly what we need."

"Thanks."

"Well, the next scene should be simple too. It'll just be you coming back here in your uniform, OK?"

"Right, so." She paused briefly. "OK."

I couldn't quite believe it, but Haley had a sort of glassy eyed purposeful look as she picked up her cardigan. Whatever was going on inside her it seemed as if she was ready to strip for us.

"Shall I just go and change in the other room?" Her voice had a mild tremble.

"Yeah. I'll bring you a robe to put on as well and then we can come back here." I'd taken a very short, very light dressing gown from the wardrobe that I figured the girls could wear between takes to keep them more comfortable. Though I couldn't help but hope they might not always need it.

I was ready to leave along with Haley when Arthur spoke up.

"I was just thinking, what if we did the stuff with the uniform while she was wearing it?"

We both stopped and I replied, "what, the stuff about the stains?"

"Yeah, so she puts it all on, then comes back here but, you know, we tell her they're no good and she takes them off."

I didn't dare to look across to see how Haley was reacting. It was a very tempting idea, but it seemed to be a much more potentially embarrassing one for her.

"I don't know, it sounds OK but we've already shot that scene."

"We'd just have to cut from me announcing the uniform to you asking her if there's any questions. We could even do both versions and see what's best."

"I suppose." I sneaked a glance at Haley and she was stood seemingly impassively watching us speak. Arthur tried to involve her.

"That would be fine, wouldn't it Haley? I mean, it ends up the same for you, really, doesn't it?"

"I, er." She looked at me, clearly wondering if I'd say anything more. It seemed like letting her answer herself would be best and after a moment she carried on. "I guess?" She didn't sound at all certain but Arthur took her at her word.

"Well, that's settled then. Here you go." He held out the rest of the uniform and after a few moments she took it from him. She turned and went back to the meeting room and I followed her. There wasn't really much reason for me to do so, but I'd said I would.

She was still a few steps ahead of me as we entered the room and walked over to the mirror, placing her uniform on the table.

"Well, I guess we don't really need to go over the next one, it's pretty much what we've already done." I left the obvious difference unsaid.

"Yeah." I saw her eyeing the uniform, I racked my brains to think of an excuse to stay but nothing would come. I contented myself with thinking that I would very likely see more of her soon enough anyway.

"Right, well, if you don't need anything more, I'll wait for you in Arthur's office."

"OK" She definitely didn't have the enthusiasm of her recent performance, but it still seemed like she was on board. This was confirmed when I sneaked a look behind me as the door closed and I caught a glimpse of her starting to slip her top off. I hurried back to Arthur's office.

He had a smile on his face as I entered and was sat reclined back as far as his chair would let him.

"Well, I have to hand it to you, I thought I'd grown pretty jaded to these girls, but I think I'm going to enjoy this. Is she getting ready?"

"Yeah, I think so. I've told her to come back here when she is."

He nodded and we waiting in silence for a while. Eventually Arthur spoke again.

"What do you reckon? She must be at least a C cup, maybe more. And her arse seems bloody juicy as well."

I nodded. His language wasn't really the sort I ever used, but I couldn't help but share the sentiment. I was very much looking forward to seeing Haley take her clothes off.

After another silent vigil he added another thought along the same lines. "Definitely some meat on her but in all the right places. Plus she's definitely got that cute look that always works well in these. A fine first effort!"

In the end we only waited about five minutes, I couldn't tell if that meant Haley was keen or just choosing to get things over with, but she knocked and entered wearing the clothes she'd been given. The blouse was a little big and the skirt a little tight, but neither would hopefully be a problem for very long.

"Hi, Haley, looking good." I was beginning to worry that Arthur was taking things over too much.

She muttered a, "thanks," and stared down at the floor.

"Well, the camera's ready so." I looked at her until she met my eyes briefly. "Just go outside again and knock and we'll start."

"Right." She looked at us both, again as if she expected or wanted something else to be said, but when nothing came she turned and left. I clicked record on the camera and waited for the knock. It was a bit long in coming but eventually it did.

"Come in!"

It seemed like she was again trying to put on a bit of a show now the camera was on. She seemed much more purposeful and animated than a few seconds previously.

"Hi Haley, you're looking good. How's the uniform?" I was determined to get the first line in.

"Oh, it's fine, thanks."

Arthur was again rising from his seat.

"Yes, lovely. I think you're almost ready to start work." He circled her as he had the last time.

"Though, wait, what's this?" He looked closely at her blouse, Haley stood stock still.

"Steve, I think there's a stain on this."

"Well, we can't have that, can we?" I asked this of Haley.