Diapered At Work Novels & Stories

"But, there's news going around that my boss at my workplace wants to employ new workers. What do you think?" "At Jexs?" I asked rhetorically. I already knew where Tricia worked. Jexs; one of the biggest companies in the state. Tricia got a job there because she was lucky and also fit for the job, but I knew I wasn't as lucky, neither was I fit. There was no way I could pull something as big as that, plus my overprotective husband wouldn't let me work somewhere as exposed as that. He wouldn't want me to have such high exposure and he most definitely didn't enjoy seeing me get what I wanted.

Ariana POV By the end of my second week at work, I had learned three important lessons. First, office coffee was somehow worse than university coffee, which should have been scientifically impossible. Second, meetings could have been emails ninety percent of the time. Third, no matter how professional a workplace appeared from the outside, drama always found a way inside.

Work was a blur. Keeping my face expressionless, avoiding contact with my coworkers, and acting as though I hadn't just experienced the most amazing orgasm of my life, I spent the majority of the day in my office.I gathered my things and departed the building to take a bus home when work finally ended.

she quickly fell on her knees, begging, while I just turned away and continued on my way. Diana was actually fired from A&R Company and banned from the fashion industry a year ago. She confessed to carrying out Mary’s dirty work, which included bullying, spreading rumors, and plagiarizing content for her. Since her case wasn’t too serious, she paid some fines at the police station and got banned. But a month ago, she suddenly rushed in front of my car and begged for any job to survive and feed her family, as no one would hire her. I offered her the role of a cleaner, hoping she would reject it and leave angrily, but surprisingly, she accepted it.

There was a pause before he said, “After all, that injury of yours is considered a workplace injury.” A workplace injury. It was just three words, but they seemed like boulders hurtling down a slope toward her. It wasn’t anything for Zoey to get worked up about. Sleeping with him was a regular routine, to the point that it was like a part of her work duties.

So all his colleagues and himself were more careful on their working site to avoid any bad encounters with their supervisor. They were all walking on the eggshells everyday to keep themselves against getting fired. When commotion erupted by the arrival of the big boss subsided, both the friends stopped their chit chattering and went on to do their work. ……………………. Diana was bored to death. Even though she was changing the channels non stop, she didn’t find anything that caught her eyes to watch. if she had stopped changing the channels and watched the content of the program, for at least few minutes, maybe she would have liked it.

Our director said you took a half-day sick leave and asked me to ask you if you can make it to work this afternoon. "He asked me to tell you that if you can't come to work, you don't have to force yourself to come and he can give you another day off." Sally, "..." "About the leave application..." She was curious as to what Elijah had told the people at the research institute... However, as soon as she said those words, she suddenly thought of a more serious issue. "Annie, you actually went to work today?" She was badly scalded yesterday, and the doctor said that she should rest well for a few days. ‘If she was injured yesterday, why did she go to work today?

What it would feel like to bend her over my desk, raise that fucking sexy gown up, and just fuck her. I wondered if she was wearing panties. Damn it. I had to stay focused. Last night should not have happened. It never should have happened, no matter how much Iris had tempted me. “This is a workplace, not a fashion show,” I muttered, leaning back further in my chair to disguise the fact that my cock was pushing against my slacks right now. Iris arched her brow, folding her arms. “Sorry, boss. Would you like me to wear a sac to the office next time?”

As she got through her day at work a few days later. She was dragging. She didn’t know if she could even go to the appointment that she had scheduled. She wanted to enjoy the few minutes that she had off. She was trying to figure out if she even wanted to go when her leg gave out a bit. She had been on her feet most of the day with one of the executives that she was an assistant for. They had been going to meetings for the past two days, and she was required to be there.

Even after that, we kept going until almost daybreak and finally returned to the tent for a nap. When I woke up, I was completely drained, but most of that flaring libido was gone too. As noon arrived, the supervisor told us that the road had cleared, and the company was sending a bus over for us. Even though the company didn't forbid workplace relationships, it still felt weird to me. Dean sat down beside me, leaning over to tell me, "Let's sit together." I nodded tamely—I was wearing nothing underneath after he shredded my panties last night, so sitting with anyone else felt terrible.