Chapter 261 Video Call Orgasm:>>Ep2

• On another otherwise uneventful Wednesday, a stray calendar invite weaseled its way into my diary mid-afternoon. I hadn't heard from Jess all day which was somewhat unusual in its own right, but a two hour "Catch up" with her was unnervingly vague and came without explanation. It's sudden appearance felt a bit dramatic for Jess, and I found myself dreading it as the start time crept closer. Had I done something wrong? Was this a performance conversation? What else did we have to catch-up on? During a meeting with one of the other managers I asked if he had heard from Jess today. He said he hadn't, and that she had missed the morning management meeting. That was strange too, Jess rarely missed a meeting with senior people attending. Nevermind the fact she would skip my meetings, frequently.
• I was able to look at Jess' diary for the day, and noticed it was abnormally clear, except for this meeting with me, and a fifteen minute meeting right after with a very senior leader in our department. Why would Jess need to talk to us both one-after-the-other? Now I was seriously concerned. As the time came, I began the video chat, surprised to notice that Jess had opted to use an external system I'd never seen before. Everyone just used the default company video-chat tool, but this link was to some third party website. Whatever it was, it took a few seconds to load up, then suddenly her picture flashed up on screen and I was immediately paralysed. Jess appeared fully naked and strapped to some sort of chair in the middle of her living room. She screeched upon seeing me, her eyes wide with shock, and her body writhing against the restraints.
• Typically you see someone's head and shoulders in shot for a video call, but the camera was high up and Jess was positioned far back so I could see most of her body in all its spectacular naked glory. Despite my confused and alarmed state, I drank in the view. In an instant my eyes scanned every inch of skin. I examined her beautifully crafted flat stomach, the subtle indent of her lean abdominal muscles barely visible, framed by the curvature of her narrow hips in a flawless hourglass figure. Her tummy was dusted with freckles, her perky little tits and small pink nipples on proud display, the doughy jiggle of her slim thighs framing a blazing red strip of public hair that held my attention longest of all.