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excuse and Scotty wouldn't be fooled by it for a minute.
    "You, um, you don't seem to be wearing any, er, pants."
    She cradled her head in one hand, and stared at the blotter. The other remained in her lap, as ordered, lightly stroking her pussy, though it was driving her crazy. She just knew Jack was watching her. “No, Scotty, I'm not."
    "But, why?"
    Before she could answer, the office door opened and Jack walked through. “Scotty!” he said with false cheer. “Just the man I've been wanting to see. Come in!"
    Scotty walked by the desk, his face a mask of confusion. As he passed by, she knew he could see the naked roundness of her hip, the way her hand disappeared under the desk.
    Jack turned to El. “Carry on,” he said. They both disappeared into the office. She pushed her right hand farther into her wet pussy and let her tears of shame flow.

CHAPTER 4
    Jack brought Scotty into his office and guided him to a chair. He sat down across from him.
    "What the hell is going on around here? I've never seen Sanchez acting so weird. And why isn't she in her office? What's with that outfit?” The questions spilled out of him.
    "It's a long story, one that I can't tell you because of a confidentiality agreement. But I can tell you that Ellen, whom I'm now calling ‘El', has agreed to help us incentivize the plant."
    Scotty's expression made it clear that Jack's explanation meant nothing to him. “Incentivize? What are you talking about?"
    Jack gave careful thought to what he was about to say. He knew Scotty had been divorced for ten years and didn't have a girlfriend at the moment. Not surprising because he was rather set in his ways. He liked to smoke cigars, so his clothes reeked all the time. He shaved only about every third day. He seemed to enjoy his new-found bachelor life. But Jack suspected he might be interested in some free pussy. His team might like it as well.
    "As you know, we've been pitting the day shift against the night shift for years, trying to get you guys to outdo each other, with limited success. I guess it's hard to get up the energy to outdo Tom's team when all that's at stake are sets of steak knives or frozen turkeys. So I've come up with a plan to really make for an interesting contest."
    Scotty seemed puzzled. “Yeah?"
    "Yes, and that's where El comes in. She's agreed to be the prize for which team has the best productivity at the end of the quarter. That's just six weeks away."
    Scotty shook his head. “Prize? What do you mean, prize?"
    Jack leaned forward. “Perhaps you'd like to see for yourself.” He reached over the desk and hit the intercom. “El?"
    The strained voice came back. “Yes, sir?"
    "Could you come in for a minute?"
    There was a momentary silence. Then: “You mean, right now?” The voice almost sounded panicked. Scotty just stared at Jack.
    "Yes, right now."
    "Y-yes, sir.” The intercom clicked off.
    Scotty turned toward the door, watching with rapt attention. In a few seconds, the door cracked open and El came in, one hand attached to her privates. She stopped just inside the door, unsure what to do.
    Jack said nothing, he just stared at her. Finally, she whimpered deep in her throat, closed the door behind her, and pulled her top off over her head. Now naked, she approached the two men, shoulders slumped. She knelt in front of Jack and asked: “How may I serve you, master?” Her face was scarlet.
    Scotty's eyes bulged out. “Ellen? What's going on? Will somebody tell me what's going on?"
    "Like I said, these are positive changes that have been arrived at by mutual consent. El here has agreed to help out the company in any way she can and this is one of the ways."
    He turned to Jack. “But she's ... she's naked!"
    "Yes, that's part of the incentive program. Wouldn't your team like to share in her delights? All you have to do is beat Tom's team."
    "But she's married!"
    "Yes that's true. That's not going to be a problem, is it, El?"
    El shook her head, her face down,