Double Vision

Hey folks, it's been a while. Here's a shortie I'm throwing in exhibitionism, even though it has elements of sci-fi, I guess. It doesn't get very hard; just a one-off, little office adventure.

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Laney Meiers and Jill Princeton were quietly finishing up their lunch, as David left the kitchen. Jill leaned in to Laney, "Should you tell him, or I?"

"Tell him what?"

"That he needs to return those new glasses he bought. They make his eyes look freaky, and they're so heavy and thick. And what's with the tint, when he only wears them indoors?"

Laney chuckled, "He never wears them outside the office, does he? Now that you mention it, he always swaps to his old pair when he goes out."

"He looks like a dork, and if a client comes in, seeing him like that..."

"When did he get those glasses? Like a month ago?"

"Probably."

"The Lamstrom brothers came in yesterday, and David was wearing his old glasses when he met with them. Last week, when Dr. Turner stopped by, he was also wearing the old ones."

"So he doesn't wear those freakishly, stupid-looking things when clients come by. He must know it makes him look ridiculous. Is he just trying to provoke a response from us or something?"

"He was wearing them when Alice, the delivery girl, swung by yesterday."

"Oh yeah, he's always around in the lobby when she shows up. Big tits bouncing and all."

"You gotta have some competition, Jill," said Laney, teasing her buxom coworker. "I dunno. Maybe those glasses are hi-tech and help him see better around the office. It is poorly lit, after all."

"Yeah, maybe. I just don't want him to embarrass himself, considering how fashionable he is."

"Come on, Jill. They're just glasses. It ain't that big a deal." Laney knew her colleague was a fitness and fashion freak, more than anyone. Hell, Jill got upset when Laney's nail polish started fading last week, so it was no stretch that ill-fitting, ugly glasses irked her nerves. Later that afternoon, David stopped by the two's office to let them know he was going out for a drink with a client and to not expect him back. "Who you boozin' up this time?" asked Laney.

"Keith Olson."

Laney shrugged, having no idea who Keith Olson was. Instead, she was taking some degree of joy from watching her colleague on the brink of losing her shit. The whole time David was talking, Jill couldn't keep her eyes off the hideous goggles on David's face. It wasn't just that the rims were ridiculously thick, the glasses made his eyes look twice bigger than they actually are, even behind the strange tint. It's very off putting, even to Laney, and Jill desperately wanted to say something. Laney waved her down, hoping she wouldn't invite trouble. David finally went back to his office and a half hour later, left the office for good. Jill scoffed when the door closed behind him. "Does this mean we can go home early, too?"

Laney chuckled, "I wish. Probably not a great idea."

Then a spark lit up in Jill's eyes. David left his office door open when he left for the day, and when Jill turned to Laney, she happened to notice the glasses laying on his desk. She shot up on her feet. "Maybe leaving early isn't a great idea, but I know what is!"

"Huh?" asked Laney, as Jill dashed past her, into David's office. "What are you doing?"

Jill snatched the heavy glasses off the desk and rushed back up front. "I think 'accidentally' losing a pair of glasses would be a great idea, what do you think?"

This time, Laney shot up. "Jill! Come on, you cannot be so stressed by this, that you want to steal David's things."

"Not steal. Just say I place them somewhere hard to find..." (Like the trash, she was thinking.) She held the ugly glasses up in the air. "How could anyone see this at the optometrist and think, 'Yeah... great design.'?"

Laney laughed. "You're right. I don't see how those would look good on any face."

"Oh, yeah?" joked Jill, whipping the glasses open and plopping them over the bridge of her nose. The act stopped her in her tracks, and she literally forgot how to breathe for a moment. Laney laughed louder now, shaking her head fast, "Not even you can make them work, Jill. You look like a clown."

Jill whispered, "Laney."

"I mean, kind of like a remorseful clown, but still a clown."

"Laney," she spoke a little louder.

"Try pulling your hair up. I want to take some pictures."

"Laney!" Jill shouted.

"What?"

"How long have you had that unicorn tattoo?"

When Laney graduated high school, she had a unicorn tattooed on her inner left breast, near her nipple.It was meant to be sexy, with the raised hoof of the mythical creature just touching her areola. The only people that knew about it were boyfriends. "Wh... what?" she asked Jill. "Tattoo?"

"The one there," Jill pointed directly at it, though it was under her clothes.

"Wait. How did you know?"

Then Jill screamed, "That motherfucker has been looking at us naked. STARK naked!"

"What?" asked Laney, confused.

Jill threw the glasses at her Laney, who snatched them up. "No way. This can't be..." She raised them to her face, turning to Jill, shocked to see her coworker's completely nude body, fit, firm and buxom. "These are x-ray glasses."

"No shit," shouted Jill. "REAL ones. I mean, how the fuck??"

Laney pulled the glasses off, and read an inscription on the inner ear. "Phantom Physics." A closer look at the glasses revealed they weren't meant for show at all. The thick frames and weird lenses housed microchips and tiny wires. Laney rushed over to her computer, pulling up the company's obscure website. "You have to set up an account just to access their catalog," she huffed. However, Laney was practiced and quickly went through the process using an alternate account. "No. Fucking. Way," Laney gasped, when she finally found what she was looking for.

"What?" said Jill.

Laney turned to her, "Remember when Dave said we couldn't afford a bonus this year, and to just be happy we got the one week's paid vacation?"

"Yeah?"

"These glasses supposedly see through any fabric. For the low, low price of twenty-six thousand dollars."

"What?" Jill screamed.

"That's what these cost him, Jill. He could afford to throw down 26k to see us naked, but he doesn't have money for a bonus? In the old days, we both would have gotten over three thousand dollars for our performance bonuses." Laney seemed more furious about the money, than the fact David had seen the two naked, and she was convincing Jill it was all the more reason to be furious with him.

Jill whispered, "Oh, yeah. I can't wait to see him tomorrow."

Laney thrust her hand up. "No. Wait. We don't tell him."

"Don't tell him? Are you nuts?"

"Follow me on this..."

***

"Hey David, can we see you a minute?" Laney asked, just as the boss walked in the next morning. He was wearing his old, stylish glasses and stopped.

"Uh, how long will this take?"

Laney winked to Jill. "I dunno. Five. Maybe ten minutes? It's kind of important."

"Oh.. uh, yeah," said Dave, looking a bit scattered. "Let me just drop some things in my office and get my coffee." Two minutes later, David was back in the main office with the girls, coffee in hand, but the most notable change was the switch to the new, awkward glasses. The ladies expected this. "So what's this about?" he asked. Laney noted how well Dave hid the fact he was scoping her and Jill out naked, but the tinted lenses made it difficult to see exactly what he focused on, regardless of how globe-like his eyes appeared behind them. It was a strange effect.

"David, remember that raise we had to forfeit a few months back?"

"Uh... yeah," he said, cautiously.

"Jill and I were talking. We would really appreciate it if you would sit down, and just think on the value that she and I bring to you and this company. We're hoping you can re-evaluate whether we can afford-"

David interrupted, a bit shocked Laney broached this subject. "Laney, I told you. If we had the money, you would get the bonus, but we had a lot of unexpected expenses last year. We all had to sacrifice."

Jill was biting her bottom lip wanting to jump in, but she held back, following Laney's advice, who continued pleading her case. "David, I'm going to ask you calmly and nicely. Just go into your office, sit down, and think on this for fifteen minutes. When you come back out, you can give us your final answer. I promise, we will accept it, but after you have given it some serious thought, just like we asked."

There was a firmness in Laney's voice that went past her usual, assertive behavior. David almost said something again, but paused. "Alright. I'll look at the accounts and maybe the old numbers, but no promises."

Frankly, Laney was surprised David agreed at all, but things would have moved forward, either way. When David came back, fifteen minutes later, he pulled up a chair. Laney noticed that David took longer pauses between sentences and movements, ever since getting those x-ray glasses. No doubt, he enjoyed milking the time to take it all in.

David had just started explaining to Laney how there was no way a bonus could be distributed, when Jill popped out of her chair, looking at her phone. "Hey, it's Bob Easterbrook." Bob was arguably David's biggest client. "He's in town. Wants to know if it's okay to drop in unannounced."

Panicked, David shot up from the chair, snapping at Laney and Jill. "Sorry. We'll just have to discuss this later. What's he want? Why's he here? I was NOT expecting him!"

"No idea, boss," said Jill.

David dashed to his back office, slamming open some filing cabinets and drawers. He frantically pulled up the last emails he and his client had communicated, yelling incoherently in the process. Rushed now, he clumsily yanked off his weird glasses, swapping them for the sleek, black ones, before he came rushing back into the main office to ask the girls to pull up Easterbrook's last assignments. He stopped dead in his tracks. Confused, he yanked the glasses off his face, and looked at them funny, before turning to his desk, to see which ones were over there, compared to the ones he was holding. He then turned back to the two ladies, who were still completely naked. "Wait. Uh... what?"

"Something wrong, boss?" asked Laney, pushing her formidable chest out.

"Oh, uh... well, I..." David was still fumbling with his normal glasses, unsure whether to call the girls out on their nakedness, or if he was losing his mind. Ever since he got the x-ray tech specs, he'd become accustomed to seeing his two, hot coworkers completely naked. He didn't give a shit how goofy the glasses made him look, since he only wore them around the girls, while in the office. He wouldn't dare wear them in public. They were far, too dorky looking.

David snapped his head to the front door and Laney stopped him. "No worries, Dave. Jill was just pulling your leg. Bob isn't coming. However, I think this was a nice reminder why we're so important to you, as you consider our bonus. Had Mr. Easterbrook shown up unannounced, we would have handled things just fine. We have all the files pulled up you need. They're on the desk here. It's you who were totally unprepared... so let's get back to the important topic at hand."

David's blood pressure was high, but he was more relieved, than angry, that Easterbrook wasn't coming. "Why the fuck did you want to scare me like that?" he huffed. Again, he pulled the glasses off his face to confirm the ones he was wearing were not the expensive, x-rays he had recently purchased. He was still questioning his sanity in how he was able to see the two ladies naked now, without wearing the high-tech device. The scene had settled and Laney was now sitting at her desk, across from her boss. David liked the way her ample breasts extended a bit over the top of it as she talked to him, but he was still uneasy about how he was seeing it.

"Maybe that exercise was taking things a bit too far, David, but we wanted to show you just a small reason why we should be more valued. Now, I understand we may have had some expenses last year that were out of the ordinary, but a fair bonus of a few thousand each won't break us."

Laney looked to Jill, who had now stepped closer, standing next to David. Being seated, he had a perfect view of her breasts, just an arm's length away. David realized he didn't see the girls with the weird tint anymore. The x-ray glasses worked flawlessly, other than the tint. He rubbed his eyes under his current glasses, allowing them to come back into focus. No, he wasn't dreaming. He was seeing them naked. Were the girls fucking with him? The question began to knock in the back of his head.

Perhaps his brain was just overloaded. First, David was bombarded by Laney about the bonus, then panicked, because he thought Bob Easterbrook was coming, then confused over the glasses working, when he wasn't even wearing them, and now Laney was pressing him for that bonus again.

"Look, ladies. In any normal situation, we'd have the money. It was just a very hard and strange year, the way things fell. We had a lot of unexpected expenses." As Dave spoke, Jill stepped over to the coffee machine and then darted into Dave's office. Dave kept his attention to Laney. "If we could find an extra six or eight grand, I'd spit it out in an instant to you, I swear."

"Really?" Laney asked.

"Of course."

"But you don't have it?"

"No."

Laney paused, before speaking, "That's too bad."

"I know, Laney. I wish I had better news."

As the two continued talking, Jill stepped back out of David's office. It took a moment for David to realize she was wearing his new glasses from Phantom Physics, as he was more focused on her nude body than her face. Then, the dots finally connected. Both girls were indeed stark naked. The jig was up. Dave started to stutter.

Laney spoke calmly. "I think, instead of a three thousand dollar bonus, Jill and I are going to take ten. Each. I've already arranged for a buyer for those glasses." Laney pointed to her coworker, who was still wearing them. "By the way, how do they fit?"

Jill was smiling, nodding. "They do see through every fabric. Sporting quite a package there, boss!"

Dave was trying to cover himself with his hands and arms, while shying away from Jill's line of sight. "Hey, come on. You can take those off," he protested.

Laney took over again. "The audacity. You had 26 thousand to spare on THOSE, just to see our tits and asses, while ALSO making us sacrifice our bonuses! You fucking, self-centered sociopath!"

David was flushed red from embarrassment, yet still couldn't take his eyes off the girls' nudity. He wanted to ask them why they got naked to bust him, but he was too flustered to say anything.

"Understand me, Dave?" asserted Laney. "The glasses are already sold. I don't care if it was company money, or your money, or whatever, but the proceeds from the sale go to Jill and me. In return, we don't bankrupt this company with a lawsuit against your broke ass!"

At this point, David was shaking, sweat on his brow. "But... but..."

"You've seen plenty of butt, David. The very fucking nerve. Jill, hand me those."

Finally, Jill gave Laney the expensive toy, allowing Laney one last say. As she put the glasses on, she rose from her desk, and began walking around it. "Huh, Jill was right. That is a nice package. Nice body, too."

David was cowering away. Certainly not his usual, confident self.

"One other thing."

"What?" he managed to ask, meekly.

"You're going to jerk off for us. Strip, right here and now, and jerk that cock off."

"Wh... wh... what?"

"It's insurance, Dave. You don't pay our bonuses, we release the video."

"Vah... v... video?"

"Shut up and do it, or I'm calling an attorney and giving him these glasses."

"You don't have to do this," pleaded David. "Sell the damn thing and keep all the money. You don't have to take a video."

"It's also job security. Don't want you trying to find some weak ass way to fire us, just because you got burned. I mean it. Strip."

Dave always struggled around women. Though he had a nice body and was no porn addict, he suffered from performance anxiety, often incapable of getting or staying hard. Therapy hadn't helped. Pills did, but for only a short time. It was probably due to this anxiety, that helped impact Dave's somewhat creepy behavior. Dave had, up to this point, pretended that seeing his employees naked was no harm to them. Now that he was busted, he knew it could be defined as creepy. He was deeply embarrassed.

"Strip!" yelled Laney. Instantly, Dave began disrobing. and seconds later was leaning back in the chair, facing the two. "Don't try to hide it," said Jill. I want to make a good video. David's entire body blushed red, but he spread his legs more as he began to stroke himself.

This was the first time David had ever masturbated in front of someone. He was deathly afraid he'd have performance issues, but just like at home, his penis responded to his touch, no problem. It was hard in seconds, and tension was eased considerably. He knew if he had struggled, it would make for a more humiliating video.

Perhaps it was Dave's own, practiced ways that benefited his performance, but he could also tell the girls liked what they saw. Strangely, this act was more erotic to him than any other situation he'd ever been in. With his cock hard as brick, he leaved back and slowly stroked up and down, giving the girls an unobscured view.

"Nice," whispered Jill, winking at Laney.

Laney seemed flustered. Being naked for so long in front of her boss had been a turn on, whether she admitted it or not. Now, seeing him obediently following her every command, got her wet. Very wet. She desperately wanted to cum. A quick glance to coworker confirmed she was feeling the same. Laney smiled, turning her attention back to Dave, still filming, while thinking to herself, 'Perhaps after the video, we can do something about it.'