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But, if I thought walking across the open space was weird, entering the quiet, empty shop was more so. The shop’s layout had the delivery and shipping bays near the office building and the employee parking and entrance on the opposite side so the lunch room, lockers, and showers were on the far side of the building. Bill had taken me on a couple tours of the shop since being hired so I moved along the bays to make my way to the other side where the employee meeting was taking place, all the while expecting someone to catch me, which was weird because they would be seeing much more very shortly. Once, again, I stopped alongside the partially open door to the lunch room and lightly rapped on the door indicating to Bob and Bill that I had arrived. The first thing I heard was, “Sorry, Mr. Hansen, but … you’re shitting us, right?” There were nervous reactions from others to the bluntness of the challenge, but the laughing response from Bill and Bob eased their tension. Bill’s voice in response was easy and casual, “I know exactly what you are thinking because I had the exact same reaction myself when Bob presented the idea to his managers, though perhaps not in the same words.” There bahan was more light laughter. “But, he convinced us the same way he is going to convince you, but the forms have to be signed.” With that, he came to the door and took the forms from me with a wink and smile. He whispered, “And, I still have trouble believing it.” I smiled and agreed with him. I stood outside the door in my lingerie feeling aroused and very naughty. It occurred to me as I listened from outside how well Bill handled the discussion and comments. Bob was there for reinforcement of the bizarre idea, but this was Bill’s group and he was in control of it. I listened as he asked if everyone had finished reading and signing the documents, covered a few more skeptical questions, then made the final declaration that the forms required a witness and I would be doing that. They were still wondering who and how all this was going to happen when I pushed the door open and stepped into the room. I glanced at Bob whose face was an encouraging smile and nod. It was only after taking a deep breath after a couple steps into the room to take my position alongside Bill that I realized how deathly quick a room of 22 men could be when they are shocked into disbelief. From somewhere in the group came, bhai “No way.” “Patty?” And suddenly a lot of murmuring. The room was made up of six round tables with four chairs around them. Right now, they were mostly filled with the workers. Along the wall to the shop was a line of three vending machines and a counter, sink, refrigerator, and two microwaves. On the opposite wall from me was another door that led to the locker room and beyond that a small shower room that I was told didn’t get much use except for the occasional situation when someone had plans for right after work. Bill went indian through the same explanation that was given to the office guys. I would move from one to the other to verify the documents were threesome signed, that they understood them, and finally to witness each. As Bill made the last comments, Bob came up behind me and undid my bra. I slipped it off my arms onto the nearest table, then shimmied out of my lace bikini panties. Bill nodded to me and I took a breath. I was about to wade into 20 men while naked. I didn’t need any verification, though, I was wet before I left the office. After going around to each of the workers, checking documents, asking the same questions, and witnessing 20 times, I had been felt up, fondled, and probed enough that I almost came by the time I left the last man. My legs were shaking by the time I rejoined Bob and Bill at the front of the room. Apparently, there had been a discussion or decision made about how the group would be divided. The meeting broke up and 15 of the men rose and filed out of the room giving me nods and smiles. The remaining men finally stood and moved forward from a variety of different tables as Bob and Bill also left the room. One of them stood slightly ahead of the others, “We were asked to draw numbers.” He looked around himself, “We got lucky to be first, though nobody really felt they lost. We all get our turn, right?” I nodded. Hesitantly, he asked, “This is for real? You’re really wanting to do this with all of us?” I nodded and assured them I really was more than good about it. “All of us in the shop, the office, and managers, too?” I nodded. “So bad,” whimpered my mother-in-law. “Then it’s first come, first serve.” When she finally bhai came down it was more of a crash as the saddle spanked against her very red bottom. Mustn't get distracted. But the barely dressed bride-to-be was easily overpowered. It was the last male students turn next, the one who had volunteered to take some photos and videos of me reacting to Manuel’s ‘special’. Some popular assholes, like those stereotypical movie jocks, may have been proud to have three nubile, bahan clearly messed up vulnerable girls in their life. She was just about done when she felt Shauna grab threesome her flaccid urinating dick. Oh Jim honey, also inform your mother. “I never wanted you to know me.” Arbitrus said, breaking the silence, indian “I never wanted you to be burdened with my existence. 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