After a fitful night of lurid, sexy dreams–dreams of her being used by faceless men and groped and manhandled by unseen hands, cumming more times than she could count, Brooke woke to a new exciting day.

She went through her normal morning routine, getting Ken's breakfast and packing his lunch and all the regular things she did every morning. She had to make today seem like any other day. Only it wasn't going to be a regular normal day for her.

Once Ken was off to work, Brooke called Mr. Barstow, hoping that he hadn't reconsidered and withdrew his offer.

"Hello, Mr. Barstow? This is Brooke Robbins. I am calling to let you know that I am still interested in the position and if you are still offering it, I will accept," she said.

"Wonderful! Can you come by today to discuss this more and move to the next step? I would like to get you on board as soon as possible," he asked.

"That would be fine, Sir. I can be there in about 15 minutes," she said.

"Excellent. We have some other details to go over before you can start working," he told her.

"Yes, Sir. I will see you in a bit then," she said and hung up the phone.

She went in to get dressed, only this time because she knew what the job was about now, she dressed more the part of the secretary slut. She wore a very tight, very short, red off-the-shoulder dress made of stretch knit material that hugged every curve of her body.

The dress was so short that it didn't cover the tops of her thigh-top stockings, leaving about a three-inch gap between them instead. She added a pair of six-inch silver metallic heels and her outfit was complete. As a final touch, she removed her wedding ring and left it at home–she didn't want to answer a bunch of needless questions!

When she got to the twelfth floor again, Becky the receptionist greeted her. "I see you're back. Does that mean you will be joining our little band?" she asked.

"We'll see. But at least this is farther than I have gotten since I left my last place!" Brooke said.

"Well, I hope you get the job! Good luck!" she said, taking her back to Mr. Bartow's office again.

"Ahh, Mrs. Robbins, please come in! Thank you, Becky, that will be all," he said, smiling at them both.

"Please have a seat," Mr. Barstow said as Becky left, shutting the door behind her. "I'm very glad you called today Mrs. Robbins. I've been going over your resume and you look very well qualified for this position. Your resume is most impressive!"

"Thank you, Mr. Barstow, Sir. And please, call me Brooke," she said.

"Very well, Brooke. Now then, before you actually begin working, we have to set you up with a complete physical exam. This is a bit more extensive and unfortunately intrusive than your standard company poke and prod... because of the type of work you will be doing, we have to make sure you are free from any STD's or other unwanted baggage.

"Don't take this personally, Brooke, we all have to go through it, myself included. But I don't want any problems or anyone being sued or anything. So we all go through a once a year physical to include testing for STD's. 

"And while we are speaking of sexually transmitted diseases, there is another type of sexually transmitted unwanted that we try very hard to avoid, and that is pregnancy. While I don't require any of my employees to go through vasectomies or getting their tubes tied, we don't want any unexpected new employees either.

"Some of the people here have an aversion to using condoms–either they don't like the way they feel or, in one particular case, one of the women here is allergic to latex. So condoms are a matter of choice. However, all the women here are expected to take precautions to avoid the specter of pregnancy, be it the pill or some other method.

"And most of the men are willing to help out as well by either pulling out before they cum or by using another method for having sex. No one has ever gotten pregnant by a blowjob, you know!" he said smiling.

"Yes, Sir. I understand. I'm on the pill myself, although my husband and I aren't all that sexually active these days..." she said, looking down sadly.

"Oh?" Mr. Barstow inquired.

"Well, it's just that money has been tight and Ken, my husband, has been working very hard to support us. I have tried to find a job to help out, but finding anything steady is hard these days.

"As a result, Ken comes home too tired and worn out to have sex. And I'm sitting at home all day just watching TV and wishing that things were easier for him so that we could be like we used to be when money wasn't such a big issue and we could enjoy life isn't of worrying about it all the time," she said.

"So how does your husband feel about your working here? Have you told him that your duties as a secretary involve more than just typing, filing and answering phones?" he asked. 

"Oh no, Sir! I couldn't tell him about working here! At least not the sex part of it. He would completely freak out," she said quickly.

"Yes, I can imagine he probably would. Well, that's one thing about this job, Brooke. If you are accepted, no one outside the company would know that you work here as our secretary slut. You may tell them that you are our secretary with all the usual secretarial duties, but the slut side of your work would remain a closely-guarded company secret. 

"You see Brooke, due to the nature of our business as a financial consulting firm, we are privy to a lot of very personal information. Our clients expect our utmost discretion and confidence in keeping that information to ourselves. Along with that, the way we work things in this office–with your office sex slut duties–also has to stay secret.

"No one outside the walls of this office knows what goes on here aside from the standard financial consulting side. Each member of our team knows and understands that if word got out what goes on here, this company would be ruined and all of us would either be jailed or at the very least have our reputations irreversibly damaged.

"We all have far too much to lose to let word of the goings on here slip out. So you too will be sworn to secrecy–both in our clients' personal information as well as to the running of the office itself," Mr. Barstow explained.

"I understand completely, Sir. At my last real job with Thompson-Kincaid, we had access to our clients' personal information as well so I know all about being discrete. Plus, as you said, once I start 'working', I too will not be able to tell anyone all that I do here.

"Although I have and will be cheating on my husband, I do still love him. It's just that I am a woman, Sir, and I have needs that aren't being met. I can't believe I'm telling you this so brazenly, but it's the truth. I love sex and the way things are at home right now, it's just not happening," Brooke said softly. 

"Well Brooke, I can promise you one thing, here at Barstow Associates. If you pass your physical and are hired, you won't have to worry about that problem anymore! Our men and women here are always in need of stress relief and having you here to take care of that means they will be able to concentrate more on the business end of the company.

"Poor Becky has had to try to fill in since our last girl left, and I'm sure she will welcome another slut in the company to take some of the load off her!" he chuckled.

Brooke was having a hard time sitting still as he talked about the amount of sex that Becky seemed to be getting. She could feel her own pussy buzzing and she felt a warm flush as she dampened at his explanation. She wanted a chance at some of that action!

"If you are still interested in coming to work here, I will set up an appointment with our company physician for your exam. I'm sure you will pass, but we still go through the motions just for our own peace of mind," he said.

"Yes, I am interested in coming to work here, Sir. I look forward to serving–and servicing–the company any way I can," Brooke said with a little smile.

"Good, I was hoping you would. I will set up the appointment then. Once you have been cleared by our physician, we will get you to work as soon as possible," he said.

"Thank you, Sir," Brooke said.

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It was three long restless days before her appointment. She knew she would pass, that wasn't the problem. It was waiting until the appointment. She just kept thinking about the sex she was missing out on while waiting.

If what Mr. Barstow was saying is true, Becky was right now bent over a desk being fucked senseless or kneeling in front of one of the men, getting her face blasted with sweet creamy cum!

Maybe Becky was the type to take it up the ass–Brooke loved a good ass fuck! And she was sitting here in this lonely old house just waiting for the appointment while Becky was getting all the hard, stiff cock she could want and more!

Finally, the day of her appointment arrived. Brooke could hardly wait to get Ken off to work and get over to the doctor's office and get this stumbling block behind her. She got to the doctor's office a few minutes early, just in case there was some paperwork to take care of. 

The doctor was able to see her quickly, which Brooke appreciated. She followed the nurse back to the exam room. The nurse did the usual blood pressure, temperature, height, and weight checks. She asked Brooke a bunch of standard medical questions like allergies, what medications she takes, and so forth.  

"Okay, Mrs. Robbins, the doctor will be with you in a minute. Just wait here. While you are waiting you can get undressed and put on this gown please," the nurse said.

Brooke thought that was a bit of an odd request for a simple physical, but she'd never been to this doctor before and shrugged it off, doing as she was told. It wasn't like she was shy or anything after all! 

She took off her clothes but decided to keep her panties on, though. This was supposed to be just a routine employment physical after all. If they questioned it, she would just play dumb and say "I didn't think you meant everything!" She undressed down to her lacy, well fitting panties and put the thin exam gown on with the opening in the back as the nurse had instructed. She tied the strings around her neck and the one at the small of her back to keep it closed somewhat but the one in the middle of her back she couldn't reach. 

Brooke wished the doctor would hurry up–she wanted to get home and call Mr. Barstow to tell him she had completed the exam. After an agonizing fifteen minutes, the doctor came in.

He was a good looking man; Brooke figured he was over six foot tall judging by the measuring strip on the door frame, about the same age as her, and in very good shape from what she could tell; he was wearing a typical white doctors coat with a stethoscope around his neck and carrying a clipboard. He was actually very handsome and Brooke could feel her pussy tingle as he entered the room. He had a very nice smile and seemed pleasant.

"Hello, Mrs. Robbins, I'm Dr. Williams and I'll be doing your examination today. I understand you are here for a physical for Barstow Associates, is that correct?" 

"Yes, Sir."

"Well, they are good clients of mine and have been for several years. Why don't we go ahead and get started, so we can get you on your way as quickly as possible. It looks like your BP and temperature are normal, I'm going to go ahead and listen to your heart and lungs now," he said. 

He stepped up closer to her and placed the stethoscope on her chest. He didn't ask her to drop the gown, and Brooke started thinking maybe this won't be so bad after all. He moved it a couple of different places on her chest then moved it around to her back by her kidneys. 

"Please take a couple of deep breaths," he said, and moved to the other side, "Again please?" she breathed in deeply and out, as he requested. 

He took the stethoscope out of his ears. "Well your lungs sound good and everything seems fine there," he said, "Do you have any breathing problems? Get short of breath? Asthma? Allergies?" 

"No Sir, none of those," she said.

He walked over to the counter, opened a little drawer and picked up a little light scope. Again he came close up to her and said,

"Open wide and say Ahhh!" Brooke was feeling more relaxed now that things were underway. She complied enthusiastically, opening her mouth wide and saying a pronounced "Ahhh!" 

 "Very good. Now can you tilt your head back a little, please?" He guided her into the position he wanted and he looked in her nasal passages with the light and proceeded to do the same with her ears.

"All right then, I'm going to need you to drop your gown down in front now, so we can do the breast exam," he said. Brooke wasn't quite prepared for this, but he was the doctor and there was no point in arguing with the request. Besides she needed his approval for the job and she figured the quicker she complied, the quicker it would all be over. 

She slipped the gown over shoulders and let it fall down about her waist, the doctor came in front of her matter-of-factly and looked at her fully exposed breasts. "Okay, Mrs. Robbins, if you will lay back, we can get started," he said. 

Dr. Williams took her left arm and gently placed it above her head, placing a small cushion under her shoulder to slightly elevate it. 

"Now, just relax," he said, and he began to examine her breast. She felt her heart start to race as he manipulated her left breast, moving his four fingers in a sweeping motion from the outside in, towards her nipple, he palpated each quarter of her breast in a clockwise fashion, then he moved to her areola, feeling it with two fingers. 

He finished examining her areola and then he took her nipple between his thumb and index finger and gently squeezed it. Dr. Williams noticed a surprised and anxious look on her face. 

"It's okay Mrs. Robbins, I have to check your lacteal duct for any unusual discharges," he explained. He gave her nipple another little squeeze and then brought her arm down, removed the cushion and repeated the procedure on her right breast. 

With the breast exam completed, he moved his exam further down her body and began palpating her abdominal area. He lowered Brooke's gown down to her waist and noticed that she was still wearing her panties. He smiled to himself, knowing that this exam was for her to begin working at Barstow Associates and knowing what she would be doing there.

Brooke didn't know it, but Dr. Williams was well aware of what went on inside the walls of Barstow Associates–he and Mr. Barstow were old friends and he had been in the office on many occasions for a "consultation" and had enjoyed the special treatment his company provided its top clients. 

He completed the abdominal exam and said, "You can sit up, now Mrs. Robbins." Brooke sat up, instinctively bringing her gown up to cover her breasts. "I will be back in just a minute. Please wait here," he said. Brooke thought that the exam must be over and he was going to get the necessary paperwork. That wasn't so bad, I guess. she thought to herself. 

Then the doctor came back with the nurse. "Okay, Mrs. Robbins, we need to draw some blood to run some tests and then we can do your pelvic exam. You can have my nurse stay in here with you while we do the exam if it will be more comfortable, it's up to you," he said. 

Brooke sat there stunned, the words "pelvic exam" reverberating in her brain. She had never liked these damn things and tried to avoid them whenever possible.  

"Oh, Dr. Williams that won't be necessary, I just had an exam not too long ago from my regular OB/GYN doctor. She said everything was fine down there. You can call her and talk to her if you like. She works at the..." Brooke said.

But Dr. Williams cut her off mid-sentence. "Mrs. Robbins, I understand how you feel. Many women don't like the pelvic exam, but you are here for a comprehensive pre-employment physical which does require a complete vaginal and rectal exam as well as a pap smear, so I'm afraid you'll need to remove your underwear so we can continue," he said.

The doctor's words vaginal, rectal exam, and pap smear made her gasp; she wasn't prepared for such an intrusive exam! Dr. Williams let the nurse take over, and she approached Brooke, still holding the exam gown up covering her breasts.

"You'll need to go ahead and slip your panties off now dear," the nurse said gently, "You can go behind the curtain and put them with your clothes if you want."

With little choice, Brooke obeyed reluctantly, slipping the gown up over her arms, getting up from the table, and going behind the dressing curtain to remove her underwear. She slipped her panties down around her ankles and stepped out of them, placing them on top of her clothes, then she returned to the exam table. She wished the doctor would hurry up and get this embarrassing and humiliating exam over with.

"All right, sweetie lay back on the table and put your knees up," the nurse instructed her. Brooke did so and her gown slid up around her waist exposing her now naked pussy. The nurse paid little attention to her exposed privates as she unfolded the retractable stirrups at the foot of the table. Brooke had always thought this setup looked strangely like some kind of torture device from the medieval times like some perverted stretching rack!

"Now, put your legs here in the leg supports and put your feet in the stirrups hon, and you'll need to scoot down so your bottom is right here on the edge of the table," the nurse said, helping her to lift her legs into place. "There. I'm going to strap your legs down a bit just to hold them in place while the doctor does his exam." 

Once Brooke was in position and her legs secured, the nurse cranked a handle down at the foot of the table which spread her legs even further apart. Brooke felt completely humiliated at this exposed and compromising position. The doctor took his position sitting on a short wheeled stool with his face right at the level of Brooke's bare pussy.

"Okay Mrs. Robbins, I'm going to examine your external genitalia first and then we'll do the internal exam," he said. And without hesitating or giving her a chance to prepare, he brought his fingers to her vagina and began brushing through her thick blonde pubic hair trying to inspect the underlying skin.

He examined her entire groin area, palpating and pushing on certain places with his forefingers. Then without warning or even asking her permission, he spread open her outer lips with his thumb and forefingers, leaving her inner lips and clitoris completely exposed. She wasn't ready for this at all and she gasped aloud. 

"We're almost done, Mrs. Robbins," he said.

She wished he would have warned her of what he was going to do, but the doctor was focussed on completing the examination.

Finally, he stood up and Brooke noticed he was removing his exam gloves. "Is that it? Can I get dressed now?" Brooke asked.

"Not yet Sarah! I'm afraid we have a couple more things to do," he said. Then to her horror, he reached for another pair of exam gloves, putting them on with a snap! He resumed his position between her legs, "Now I'm going to do the rectal and the vaginal/rectal exam, so if you'll just relax, this will only take a minute. 

He held his hand out to the nurse who squirted some KY jelly on to the finger of his right hand. He quickly brought his finger to the base of her rectum, pausing briefly to lubricate her sphincter and then proceed to slowly insert his finger up into her rectum. This actually caused more stimulation than when he had inserted his fingers in her vagina and Brooke squirted her own brand of lubricant. 

"Oh, doctor! I'm sorry! Oh, I'm so embarrassed! Are you almost done?" she said, turning beet red. 

"It's okay, Mrs. Robbins, it happens. I'm almost done, just a couple more things and then we'll be finished," he said.

He reached back his other hand for the nurse to apply lubricant and with his finger still in her rectum, inserted the two newly lubricated fingers into her vagina; he brought the two fingers in her vagina down toward the one in her rectum and felt the tissue that separated the two cavities, he palpated the tissue and moved his fingers around a little before finally withdrawing them from her rectum and vagina.

"Just one more thing Mrs. Robbins, then we'll be done," he said, as he again removed the gloves and again put a new pair on. He came in front of her spread legs once again the nurse handed him a plastic speculum. Brooke knew these hated things well. There were very few things more humiliating than having your private parts spread open and having some strange man–doctor or not–peering up inside you. 

This exam had been so much more than what she had expected and she was almost in tears by this point. But she had been through so much that she figured she would just tough it out; the doctor did say she was about done, and she did want to get it over with so she could start work. She just kept the prize in mind and held out until he was done.  

He moved closer with the dreaded instrument. "One more thing to do, Mrs. Robbins... I need to do a pap smear now; I just have to open your vagina with the speculum to expose your cervix. So if you can just relax a little more for me, I'll insert the speculum," he said.

He opened her lips with one hand and slowly and gently inserted the speculum, pushing it all the way in. Brooke could feel her vagina stretching beyond that which was comfortable, then he squeezed the handle of the speculum and she could feel her vagina open even more. The doctor peered into the most personal private part of her body while the nurse handed the doctor what looked like a very long Q-tip.

He held the speculum with one hand and with the other, proceeded to swab her cervical opening. Then he withdrew the swab and handed it to the nurse and she took it away. He withdrew the speculum from her vagina and stood up. 

"That's it! We're all done! Now that wasn't so bad was it?" he said. "I will let the nurse help you down and you can get dressed and come into my office so we can talk a moment, okay?"

Then he left the room and the nurse came over and handed her a few wipes so that Brooke could wipe any residual lubricant from her genitals. "All done?" the nurse asked after a few moments, "You can put your clothes back on now. You did very well!"

After Brooke was dressed and somewhat composed, she went into the office with the doctor. "Well Mrs. Robbins, I didn't find anything unusual or troubling with your exam. I will send the blood tests and pap smear out to be examined and we should know something in a few days. Once I get the results back I will let you know. If there's nothing wrong, you should be able to start work next week I would think," he said.

"Thank you, doctor. I hope the tests come back quickly, I am really anxious to get started. The money will help out a great deal with the bills," Brooke said. Brooke left the doctors office and headed for home.