My Job at 1st Savings

Its a cold winter day outside as I enter the bank for my first day on
the job. My boss Miss Winters, a beautiful brunette, 5’6 125 pound
very attractive woman in her early 30’s greets me in her office. Sit
down Mr. Johnson she says.

Now we’ve gone over your duties and I have a wavier for you to sign.
Its a standard formality that stipulates that we are not responsible
for any physical or mental damage that is caused on the job and stuff
like that. Please sign here. I take the clip board and quickly sign
it. And you know your pay is based on your performance don’t you Mr
Johnson? She asked. I nod my head. But Miss Winters, what is my job?
What will I be doing at this bank? Oh yes of course, your job she
says. It will be to make the other female employees here at 1st
Savings, comfortable and satisfied. You see, our girls have been
complaining for months of having tired sore feet and have been working
such late hours here as we usually do they haven’t much of a social
life and are missing out on the pampering and the luxuries that they
deserve. Your job will be to give them back what the comfort luxury
and pampering they need to perform their jobs well. As you know, a
happy employee is a productive employee. My girls are on their feet
all day and its hard on them. I’m paying you to make sure they are
happy. I see Miss Winters. But what will I be doing exactly to make
them comfortable? She stood up and paged her secretary, Jenny, come
in here please. The door opens and a beautiful blond woman comes in.
Yes Miss Winters? Jenny, make 2 copies of this waiver and return at
once. Jenny leaves and Miss Winters sits back down smiling at me.
Well Mr. Johnson, you will do what ever it takes to please them. No
matter what. No matter what? I asked. Well isn’t there some
provision to this I mean that’s a very broad statement. It could mean
almost anything at all. Exactly she says. That’s why your here.
Jenny returns with the documents and hands one to me and one to Miss
Winters and mails out the last copy. You see Mr. Johnson, you will be
our bank slave now. You’ve signed that waiver release document that
by law gives us permission to do anything we want to you. We now own
you Mr. Johnson. I stand up and say hey? What is the meaning of
this. What are you trying to pull here? We are not pulling anything
Mr. Johnson. You came wanting a job and you said any job will do and
that you need the money. I simply provided that job that best suits
your qualifications. And what qualifications suit this job Miss
Winters? Your a man. She says. Now lets get going. But But But I
say. I’m flustered I can’t believe this! Read your copy Mr. Johnson..
Its all there. But hurry up. My feet are sore. I read it again and
see that its all there. I drop my head in shame for being such a
fool. Of course we have you on a 6 month trial. If we don’t like you
after that then, you may leave. But consider this now your new job.
Welcome to 1st Savings, Mr. Johnson. First you will go see Laura.
She is on break now in the employee lounge. I get up and leave Miss
Winters Office and find my way down to Laura in the lounge. Hello she
says as she is munching on a candy bar. Laura is an attractive long
brown hair slim pretty woman in her mid 20’s. Strip down to your
underwear and come with me to the coat room slave. I follow very
excited to watch her walk in front of me. As we enter the narrow coat
room there are coats boots shoes socks in boots a wet floor where the
snow has melted off boots and she points to the floor. Lay down on
your back slave. I want to test you out here first. I lay down on
the cold floor. The cold wet snow quickly makes me shiver and shake.
Its so cold down here I say. She says shut up and lay there. She is
wearing a size 6 pump with a 4 inch heel blue to match her business
skirt suit and nylons also blue. She kicks off her shoes and quickly
steps on my leg with her nylon foot. She applies her weight quickly
as her other foot joins on my other thigh. The weight is quickly
shifted back and forth on me until she move up to my cock and balls.
She stand on them with both feet firmly planted together on them. My
privates were aching but I was so excited and hard. I was
uncomfortable but I was beginning to like this. Oh please, stop! I
say pretending not to enjoy her. She says Ha! You must be kidding.
This is fun and comfortable for me. She continues to walk on my
stomach with both feet stepping back and forth in the same spot on my
stomach for a few mins. Her feet were soft and the nylons were
sticking to my skin from the heat coming off her feet after being in
those shoes for such a long time. Oh how I wanted to smell and lick
them. She truly was enjoying the power she had over me. After a few
mins she began to walk up my stomach to my chest and look down at me.
I could faintly smell her foot sweat as she stood on me curling her
toes pinching my skin as she looked down at me. She was indeed heavy
but I wanted more and more. My breath was shallow and short as she
put one foot on my throat and held it there applying her weight more
and more. My sounds were cut off and I was struggling to get air. My
arms wailed and as she noticed this, she finally stepped off my neck
and laughed. She stepped on my face forcing my head sideways and
remained there a few mins. My head began to ache. I moaned and
moaned until she stepped back down my chest to my stomach and off of
me and she stepped back into her shoes and turned to me and said,
you’ll do quite nicely for us here at 1st Savings. Lets go back to
the lunch room. I’m sure the girls are waiting to try you out now. I
was cold and sore already but I managed to get back to my feet. She
said no, crawl not walk. So I got back to my hands and knees thinking
to myself, I think I might enjoy this job.

To be continued……