Worker Incentive Plan Ch. 03

Chapter 3: Beyond Casual Dress Fridays

Heather looked over at her officemate sitting at her desk. She could tell the woman was agitated. She kept looking from the papers on her desk to the side wall where two placards read "Anything Goes" with a slotted box in the middle of a card table below. After yet another eye switch from papers to wall the woman caught the stare of Heather.

Isabelle gave a sheepish smile to Heather before nodding toward the door. Heather looked around and got up from her desk and followed the other woman out the door into the parking lot.

"What's up, Belle?" the red haired girl asked.

"The plan is working but not enough. We've improved business but we're never going to double production. According to Steve, we'll get through this month but still not get out of danger. I don't know about you but I'm more than worked up about letting the staff do whatever they want with me but now it looks like it's never going to happen, and frankly, that really, really sucks."

"I feel so bad," Heather added. "They are working so hard and well, but everybody's broke. No one is giving us any big jobs or multiple ones."

Isabelle stared at Heather for a bit before a smile crossed her lips.

She looked at her gold, slim wristwatch then looked back up at the quizzical woman, "Wait here a minute okay?"

After a nod from Heather, Isabelle ran back into the print shop.

Soon wearing a short white suede jacket Isabelle came back out with Heather's denim coat draped across her arm.

Tossing the surprised woman her coat, Isabelle told her, "Come on, we'll go in my car. We need to have a business lunch. I have an idea."

Soon the two were sitting at a local deli with sandwich and chip platters in front of each of them.

Isabelle took a long drag from the straw in her soda before speaking to the silently watching woman, "Okay, there's nothing we can do inside Hamilton Printing. They're doing everything that they can. We need to bring more business to us."

Heather looked at her officemate carefully, "You're not thinking of whoring us out to all the local businesses are you? Look I have no problem with any of our staff but outsiders? No way."

"Whoring? Not exactly, more like putting on a show. Our problem is not enough business is coming into our shop, right?" Isabelle explained.

Heather took a bite of her sandwich and nodded.

"Well, maybe there is something we could do to entice some of the local businessmen into our shop, and once they're in we'll use our charms to get them to place orders." Isabelle explained between bites of her own sandwich.

"I'm almost afraid to ask but what do you have in mind Belle?" Heather asked.

"Well, if it became public knowledge that we weren't wearing any clothes in the shop don't you think we'd get a lot of business men coming in to ahh check things out?" Isabelle mentioned innocently.

"Since when did we stop wearing clothes to work?" Heather asked.

Isabelle smiled, "When we tell the local news that we have a new no clothes dress code as an incentive for happier employees at our business."

"The local news?!?" Heather squeaked.

"Of course; how else do you think anyone will know to come in and check us out?" Isabelle waved her the remaining half of her sandwich at the stunned red head.

"So what's to stop them from just coming in and looking for free?" Heather added.

Isabelle smiled, "Naked women can be very persuasive and intimidating, don't you think?"

Heather laughed and shook her head, "I don't know where you come up with all this stuff, but you sure keep things interesting I must say."

Isabelle's smile broadened, "Hey, if you can't find pleasure in your work you should probably get a different job. Besides, the boys have really been busting their asses, this will be a reminder of what they are working so hard for in the first place."

Heather laughed, "Good thing I'm still reading stories at that website and getting all sexed up or I don't know how you would talk me into any of this."

Isabelle's eyes shone, "So you agree to try this idea out to drum up more business?"

Heather nodded, "What do I have to lose except my clothes?"

Isabelle laughed, "Atta girl, Smut Girl!"

The girls spent the rest of lunch working out the details and preparing their sales pitch for Steve.

Soon the two were back at the shop. Isabelle looked around their desks, "Just as I thought, nothing came in while we were out; we really need to do something to bring more business in here. Ready, Smut Girl?"

Heather nodded and then the two girls stripped off all their clothes and left them on their office chairs before walking naked into Steve's inner office.

"What's up?" Steve asked without looking up from the proofs he was checking over. After a lengthy silence he looked up at the two naked women. "Oh, this is going to be good I'm sure." He muttered before sitting back down at his desk. He put his hands together and rested his chin on them and waited.

Isabelle strolled over to the large chair and plopped into it as Heather sat on the arm.

Isabelle started, "We've been thinking, boss."

Steve nodded, "I figured that from the lack of clothes."

Ignoring his comment, Isabelle continued, "While everything has improved, it's certainly not going to get us out of financial trouble, or either Heather or me laid next month, so we need to take matters into our own hands."

"Against my better judgment I am listening," Steve interjected.

"We need something to draw more business into the store," Heather added.

Steve shook his head in bewilderment, "And you two taking off your clothes is going to........wait a minute, oh, I see what you are getting at."

Isabelle beamed, "Bingo! Give the man a blow job." Then she had to put her hand on Heather's arm to keep her from getting up, "I was just joking, Smut Girl."

Heather looked down trodden.

"Did you just see Heather's reaction? We set up the wildest, craziest sex filled fun we've ever imagined, and there's a good chance that it's never going to happen. That is so wrong. I dry hump my pillows every night thinking about the whole work force screwing me silly. We have to do something, and we know just what."

Heather looked at Isabelle, "Pillows huh? Look Steve, we're going crazy. If we worked in the nude and local business perverts knew about it they would be breaking down our doors, and we can guilt them into placing orders easily."

Steve looked from one naked woman to the other, "You're both crazy, you know that don't you."

Isabelle beamed, "Crazy smart. I dare you to punch a hole in our plan. Go ahead try. You know the men who work in this town. They have money and are perpetually horny. They won't be disappointed either in the quality of our printing or our bodies."

Steve opened his mouth and closed it several times. Finally, he shook his head, "Why do I even bother; I can never beat you two in an argument."

Heather grinned and looked down at Isabelle, "remember that the next time we want a raise."

Isabelle laughed, "So Steve, we're going to take the rest of the day off to pamper ourselves and buy more appropriate wardrobe for tomorrow's unveiling. You break the news to the boys, and remind them that if they stop working to stare at us they won't reach the goal and not be able to do so much more to us than stare. We're sacrificing our clothes so they can have their way with us, they need to realize that. Tomorrow while we're working, we'll arrange all the press and maybe call a rich, perverted client or two on some pretense to come in and serve as guinea pigs to our plan."

Isabelle looked from Steve back up to Heather, "Come on Smut Girl, let's give Steve that blow job as thanks for putting up with us and giving us the chance to get massive amounts of sex still."

Heather grinned and hopped off the arm of the chair as Isabelle pushed herself out of the seat. Both girls strolled over to the grinning business owner who pulled his wheeled chair from his desk in anticipation. The two girls kneeled on either side of him. Isabelle reached her hand out and lowered the zipper to his trousers and reached into the opening. After fishing around she pulled out his growing flesh and held it out to the grinning redhead on the other side of his legs.

"Oh goody, for me?" Heather asked before she leaned over and engulfed the cock before her.

Isabelle let go of Steve as Heather slid her mouth down the entire length. She reached up and unbuckled his pants as well as unsnapped the fastener. She pulled both the pants and underwear down his legs to puddle at his feet. She ran her tongue over his testicles bathing them. She turned her head as Heather brought her lips next to hers and the two kissed. Heather broke off the kiss and swept her tongue over the wet balls, while Isabelle let her tongue lick up the length of Steve's moist cock before taking it deeply in her mouth.

The two girls rotated between licking his ball sac and sucking his throbbing penis until he clutched both women's heads and came in Heather's mouth. She gulped some of the fluid down before turning to spit some into Isabelle's open mouth. The two washed Steve's sticky cock with their tongues, cleaning him completely. As Heather stood and stretched, Isabelle pulled Steve's pants back up and zipped him all back together before standing to stretch as well.

"Okay Boss Man. Think you can run the place without us for the rest of the day?" Isabelle smirked at the grinning man as he wheeled his chair back to the desk.

Steve waved his hand, "Go and pamper yourselves silly, though I am curious what kind of wardrobe is appropriate when you're nude, but knowing you two I'm afraid to ask. Just leave my door open so I can see what's going on out there. Have fun."

Heather took Isabelle's hand. When the two reached the door she turned back to Steve, "Oh you bet we'll have fun. See you tomorrow!" With that the two women collected their clothes and left.

The next morning Steve came in to unlock the doors and get everything ready for another day of printing. Once he was satisfied he went into his office to start on the paperwork. After a time, he checked the clock and looked out into the empty office.

Curious, he got up and went out into the reception area and looked down into the empty print shop. Shaking his head he decided to check the parking lot, some of the workers should have arrived by now. Opening the door, he stared at the entire male staff of Hamilton Printing standing around their cars. Stepping out he asked, "What's going on?"

Jim waved toward the entrance, "We're waiting for the girls to get here."

Steve shook his head, "Thank God they start the same time the rest of you do and are never late."

As he spoke first Isabelle and then Heather pulled into the lot.

Isabelle looked at the group of men and smiled. Heather leaned over the roof of her car and inquired, "What's going on?"

Steve waved at the smiling men, "Apparently, your presence is required before anyone will work today. Gee I wonder why."

Isabelle beamed at the work force, "Aww, how sweet."

She looked around the parking lot and then over to her grinning officemate, "I would hate to disappoint such a sweet team."

With that Isabelle unfastened the ties holding her raincoat together. Shrugging it off, she revealed her nude, tanned body except for an inch-wide black collar around her neck and slick high heels.

Heather swept her eyes around the parking lot before she too took off her coat revealing her collar, heels, and lightly tanned body to the hooting workforce.

The two girls curtsied and then strolled through the door that Steve held open for them. He looked at the men in the parking lot, "So ready to come in and work now?"

Tony clapped his hands together, "You bet boss. God, I love this place."

As the men approached the door, Steve pointed a finger at them, "Remember what I told you yesterday, the more you look and less you produce then looking is all you will get of those two."

Steve continued to hold the door and watched the rest of the crew filter into the shop and with many lingering gazes walk past the two nude women sitting at their desks before going into the print shop and manning their stations.

Steve entered and shut the door behind him and walked towards his office, "Nice attire girls."

Isabelle smiled and reached up to stroke her black leather collar, "You like? I wanted it to say 'office slut' in rhinestones but it would be too small to read well."

Heather nodded which brought a very pleasant wiggle to her large breasts, "She's not kidding; she really tried to get that on hers."

Steve shook his head and went into his office making sure to leave his door open so he could look out at the pleasant scenery in the reception area. He watched as the girls started filing through the paperwork on the desks and made calls. Out in the main shop he could see the working men occasionally peeking in at the girls. A couple of them caught Steve watching them and waved sheepishly before continuing with their work.

After a while Steve heard the outer door open followed by a loud "Holy shit!"

Partly rising he could see the profile of Edgar Morse, one of his bigger clients both in personal size and amount of business he brought the company. He quickly jumped up and headed out to greet his customer.

Holding out a hand he spoke, "Mr. Morse."

Morse barely took his eyes off the two girls working innocently at their desks to shake Steve's proffered hand. He waved at Isabelle before speaking, "Er, ah, Isabelle just called me about my recent order."

Isabelle looked up from her paperwork and smiled warmly, "That's right. I wanted to review your order with you and see if you wanted to tweak it at all."

His eyes were drawn to the dark hued woman's nipples, "ah tweak?" he gulped.

Isabelle nodded vigorously bringing a strong wobble to her breasts, "Since we started our new dress code today, I thought it might be more beneficial for you to come in person to review your order and hear about some additions that I could suggest."

Isabelle waved at the empty chair beside her desk which Morse quickly took. From the seat, he could still enjoy a complete side view of the nude office worker.

"New dress code?" he squeaked.

Isabelle nodded her head again continuing the bounce of her breasts, "Yes, as of today what you see Heather and I wearing is what you will see us wearing at work from now on, just a perk for doing business with us as well as a perk for our hard working staff. You can kind of say we gave the shirts off our backs for a better business. You won't see this much at any of the other print shops in town."

Morse nodded his head, "Yes, I can see that."

He smiled broadly, "So, that lovely collar and heels is your entire wardrobe now?"

Heather twirled her fingers along the inch thick leather, "Yep, don't you like it?"

Steve held back his chuckle as Morse almost shook his head off in agreement.

His head froze in place when Isabelle leaned over her desk closer to him bringing her breasts within inches of him. "So I wanted to suggest a couple of additional pieces that you can use with your brochures if you like."

Morse grinned, "Oh, I like."

Steve shook his head and turned back into his office. He kept an ear out and listened in the end as Morse agreed to a four hundred dollar add on to his original order. He watched as both Isabelle and Morse stood and shook hands. As Morse walked to the door he stopped and stared again at the two nude women. "So ah, if I want to order any more items I can come in any time to talk to you, right?"

Isabelle smiled, "Absolutely. I would love to personally assist you any time."

Steve swore he could hear Morse groan as he left.

Isabelle beamed at Steve, "You think that was something. Just wait until the news crew gets here and broadcast this to all our clients."

It wasn't that much later that Steve watched as another local big businessman, Jacob Jamison, came into the office.

"Girls, I was just talking to Ed Morse, and he reminded me that I needed to order some new fliers for our company."

Heather stood up and waved a hand over to the chair beside her desk, "come right over and we'll see if you can find anything that you like."

Steve quietly laughed as he watched Jamison practically rush to the nude girl and nearby chair. Again, he quietly listened in as another big print order was built up and placed.

After another pleased customer left both Heather and Isabelle grinned at their head shaking boss.

It wasn't until early afternoon that a news crew did indeed show up with a reporter and cameraman.

Sandy Simmons of the six o'clock evening news stopped as she entered the office, "Whoa, you really are nude. Okay Jeff, you are going to have to film tight and edit carefully so we can use the footage."

After several minutes of positioning and checking lighting the taping was finally ready.

Jeff from behind the camera held up and hand with his five fingers splayed, "Okay, ready in five, four," and silently he counted down to zero with his fingers. After his last finger tucked into his palm Sandy started talking into her Channel six microphone, "This is Sandy Simmons reporting to you from Hamilton Printing where the staff is dealing with the recent down turn in the economy in an unusual manner."

Behind Sandy, Isabelle sat up straight at her desk thrusting her chest out and looking very busy, a spotlight shining off her skin.

Sandy continued, "The office has gone to a clothing optional workplace and the two office managers have forgone wearing any clothing at all greeting everyone who enters with a smile and naked as the day they were born."

She turned towards Isabelle, "With me are Isabelle Mizzi and Heather Richards. Girls, what caused you to take such a drastic measure to keep your jobs?"

Isabelle smiled into the camera, "You answered the question right there. We want to keep our jobs. We have great jobs working here at Hamilton Printing and we want to keep them."

Sandy nodded, "Are things that bad that you feel you need to strip down for the job?"

Heather leaned into the shot, "Last month we had a meeting with our boss and the figures were really bleak, and we knew we needed something drastic to turn things around."

Sandy looked sternly into the camera before asking her next question, "But isn't this exploitive or even humiliating?"

Isabelle put on her best professional face and continued, "You have to understand something Mrs. Simmons. We really love working here and are proud of what Hamilton Printing is capable of doing. We have a great staff and wonderful products. We designed and produced the banners on the street lamps for the bicentennial celebration. We produce most of the menus in all the local restaurants. What we are doing is showing everybody how much we believe in this company. It's not that original actually, a company over in England tried a clothing optional dress code to wonderful results in employee satisfaction and productivity."

"Wouldn't it be fairer if everybody was nude?" Sandy inquired.

Isabelle chuckled and waved out into the main shop, "You've obviously never worked in a printing press with all its machinery. That would be dangerous to say the least. Here in the office we only have to worry about paper cuts."

Heather chimed in, "And even those can hurt!"

Sandy shook her head, "But aren't you even in the least embarrassed or humiliated, exposing yourself like this in public?"

Isabelle shook her sharply causing her breasts to sway in a way that was going to require a lot of blurring during the editing of the tape, "When you look out into the camera you face everyday don't you think of all the people staring at you and what a rush that is? Well, have you ever imagined yourself nude before the camera and what a rush THAT would be? That's exactly what it feels like for us. We've already had several customers come in today who were very pleasantly surprised which can be quite a rush for us."