At that point 1 or 2 of my coworkers said they went ahead and gave them what they wanted. More people were hired, and several women who had started avoiding the restrooms were "let go" for various reasons. I stopped avoiding the restrooms but didn't do anything when someone tried to get my attention. After a few days of that I got a note on my desk before I went home saying that I should "seriously consider cooperation" if I expected things to go well for me. The next morning my stomach sank as I got ready for work. I had decided that night that I would go through with it. I didn't have a choice, if I lost my job I didn't have barely anywhere to turn.
I got to work and the first thing I did was use the restroom, to get it over with. I waited almost a half hour before I had a "visitor". I knelt down in front of the hole and sucked him off. Stupidly I pulled out before he came and it ended up on my face. Between the cum and tears I ended up needing to wash my face and reapply makeup. When I walked out of the restroom, everyone knew what I'd done. At least I can keep my job, even if it means I have to fellate about 3 men a day.
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