The CEO’s Daughter
Chapter 2
The next morning Ashley woke up feeling very strange. She woke up feeling super itchy around her shorts. She often wore her shorts and a t-shirt to bed when sleeping, and the shorts felt perfectly comfortable last night, but felt like they were almost on fire right now. She hopped out of bed immediately and stripped them down, feeling very itchy in her hands even when touching them. She felt better on her upper legs, but there was still horrible itching wherever her panties were touching. She quickly pulled down as well, and most of the itching was gone there, except for the landing strip she had for her pubes. She checked around the area, but couldn’t see any redness or swelling, it was just itchy. “What the fuck?” she said, as she started scratching at her landing strip.
She walked to her bathroom, trying to go through her morning routine, but it wouldn’t stop itching. Eventually she broke down and stripped down, got into the shower, and started completely shaving off her pubic hair. Immediately she felt complete relief. “This is so fucking weird. Maybe I should see my doctor,” she said, as she dried herself off, finishing getting ready in the bathroom.
As she walked back into her bedroom with a towel wrapped around herself, she went to go to select her clothes for the day. She went to first grab panties to wear, but her hand itched just touching them. She went through her drawer and couldn’t find any that didn’t feel itchy. She looked at the clock and saw that she didn’t have a ton of time yet. “Guess I’m going commando if I can’t rewash them all” she said to herself angrily. She went to go pick out a pair of nice work slacks, but they also felt that way. Same went for any bras she touched. Eventually she found she could put on a nice black dress that flared at the bottom. She had worn this to the office before, but not without a bra and panties. She would have to be careful, but hopefully no one would notice.
She didn’t have time for breakfast, so she grabbed her purse, put on her shoes, and drove her car to work.
“Watch where you’re going!” she yelled at a driver. She had failed to signal from being distracted from how weird this morning was going but wasn’t going to it that even to herself in the car “you shouldn’t be on the road if you can’t even drive!” she continued to yell, until she found that her hand was already under her skirt, playing with herself, and quite aggressively but effectively. “God damnit, what is wrong with me today!” she grumbled and was able to pull her hand out from under her skirt.
When she got to work, she was late, and ran into her mom Helen, the CEO of the company, in the hallway. “Ashley dear, you really shouldn’t be late, you have to really put in an effort here.”
“Sorry Mom!” said Ashley, “I was having car trouble and I…” she said, realizing that she had an almost irresistible urge to masturbate again, having to force her hand not to play with herself right there at work in front of her mom.
“And what?” said Helen, looking concerned.
“Never mind, mom,” replied Ashley. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll try to be on time from now on” she said, the urge to masturbate gone.
Ashley marched into the kitchen, irritation written all over her face. “Seriously, what are you even doing here?” she snapped, barely hiding her annoyance. “I figured you’d be fired by now!”
I replied “look, we both know that you made that up, and everyone else you would tell that would know that too” I said, trying to show more confidence than I felt.
“Everyone will know what you did to me, how you…” said Ashley, before that almost irresistible feeling to masturbate came back. “Whatever, I’m just glad your ‘husband’ isn’t around too,” said Ashley, the urge gone now, before making her coffee.
“You’re right, she doesn’t seem to” I said to Mike, responding to his comment about she doesn’t seem to be noticing him.
“What are you talking about creep?” asked Ashley, even more pissed off than normal with me, after everything that’s been happening this morning.
“Nothing, enjoy your coffee, sorry to bother you,” I said, heading to my IT workshop, leaving Mike alone in the kitchen with her.
Ashley finished making her coffee and headed to her office. Normally sales reps wouldn’t have their own offices here, but being the daughter of the CEO has a lot of perks. She was completely oblivious to Mike following her in.
Ashley closed her door and locked it. She went over to her desk, thinking that no one would be able to see over where her office chair was, not realizing that she had locked Mike in there with her. “Maybe it’s just been too long since you’ve been laid, Ash” she said to herself. “Maybe blowing off some steam at work would snap you out of your freak show routine,” she said, pulling her small vibrator out of her purse.
Mike was grinning ear to ear at this point. No one but Jason knew he was in here, and he had positioned herself in Ashley’s office so that no one outside of it would see him. He watched Ashley pulling out her vibrator, hiked up her skirt, and began to play with herself, completely bare. He grinned, realizing that he could do something similar, and pulled out his hard cock, and began stroking it, watching the attractive young woman masturbate because of his modifications.
Ashley kept playing with herself, going harder and harder, trying to go through all her fantasies, but nothing was working. She could bring herself right up to the edge, but every time she was about to cum, she would tense up all over in just the wrong ways and couldn’t make herself. She even pulled out some porn on her phone, putting in her ear buds, but even that didn’t work. She suddenly was startled, thinking that someone had opened her door. She looked up and saw it was closed though. “This just isn’t going to fucking work!” she cried out in frustration, before cleaning herself up with a Kleenex from her desk, and throwing it in her trash. She noticed that there was already a wadded up wet Kleenex in her trash bin, leaving her even more confused.
“Ugh, I could have sworn I locked that damn door,” Ashley muttered, rolling her eyes. “Figures. If it’s not one thing around here, it’s another. Get it together, Ash, before you start looking as clueless as the rest of them.”