Starting a new job is always hard, not to mention moving to a new city. I just graduated from a local college and found myself seeking adventure.
I would be away from all my friends, family, everyone I had ever known. Of course, I was nervous for the big move, but every fiber of my being was aching for this.
I applied at a local job agency and quickly found myself with an accounting job in an office downtown. It was your basic run-of-the- mill work, but it would be a start.
I can remember the first time I saw her. She had a cotton candy pink suit and fiery red hair. She looked like the devil but with much sexier curves.
"Kaitlyn? Hi, My name is Rebecca Nash. I'm glad to have you here working with us. You will be reporting to me directly. If you have any questions, you can just stop by the office." She pointed out her door and we chatted a little about the weather and other meaningless things, and shortly after she was on her way. As she walked away, I examined her shapely bottom and her muscular calves. I had never been attracted to a woman before, but something about her took my very breath away.
For the next few weeks, I mostly stayed at my desk crunching numbers and doing side work for Ms. Nash. Every time we talked, I would wait for her to walk away to get another glance. Today was different though. She did not wear her usual suit but a knee length pencil skirt and white button up instead. I could see her black lacy bra clearly through the top, her perky breasts where just begging to be touched. I could see myself licking her sweet pink nipples . A warmth began to grow inside me as my panties became wet as I tried not to stumble over my words as she talked to me.
" I'm afraid Mr. Anderson wants us to work over tonight. The quarterly report is due Friday, but he wants to get it done tonight to look good with the board. So, when you're done with your accounts just leave them in my box ." she said. I nodded, trying not to look like a fool, and she went on her way. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to hear her moan my name, and beg me for more. I couldn't get her out of my head. I had to do something.
I tried to work, but I couldn't think straight at all. Everyone had already left for the day, and my panties grew wetter. Before I could even think twice, my urges took over. I slipped my hand underneath my skirt and grasped my moist panties. My clit was already begging to be touched. I moved the silk cloth aside and gently rubbed my fingertips over my clit. My body cringed as butterflies grew in my stomach. I pinched the tip of my clit and starting to rub my fingers across it more intensely. My body was begging to cum, pleading to get release from the pent up frustration.
I couldn't help but think of kissing her, and touching her soft skin as I played with myself. I slid a finger deep inside my pussy, trying to cum quicker. My body was ready to explode in ecstasy as I heard a voice saying my name.
"Kaitlyn! What are you doing?" It was her. Rebecca had caught me with my finger in my wet pussy, ready to cum in the office. I couldn't speak. My cheeks turned a bright pink and shame was written all over my face. This wasn't who I was, never in my life would I dream of masturbating in the office.
"Rebecca. I...I... I'm sorry. I'll pack my things up and leave immediately."
"Let's not be rash, Kaitlyn. Why don't you follow me to my office, and we can discuss this further. I am sure we can find a way for you to keep your job."
I was so confused. How could I not be fired? Even though it was after hours, I was sure the bosses would not appreciate a girl fingering her pussy in the office chair. I followed her to the office and sat in front of her desk in a wheeled chair.
"Honestly, Kaitlyn, I'm not sure how to handle this kind of matter. I think I am going to have to ask Mr. Anderson what would be best to do in this situation."
I gasped for air. "Please! No! Listen, I'm embarrassed enough that I have even done such a filthy thing. It is really not me. I would never." My cheeks were still flushed and I was on the verge of tears.
She flashed a wicked smile at me, " Actually I think it is you. You are a very dirty little girl Kaitlyn. You like being caught, don't you? You're a slut, and that is nothing to be ashamed of. However, I do need to ask Mr. Anderson what to do." she said with a wild smile. " This is his office, and we must go by his rules."
She grabbed something silver out of her drawer and approached me. "I know you don't want me to speak with him, but I must." She grabbed my hand very sweetly and kissed it. "It will all be okay, my sweet girl." She then slid a silver handcuff on my hand and attached the other end to the chair. "That's so you will not escape," She then slide her hand up my thigh to my wet panties and grabbed my pussy hard, making my body twitch. She slid her fingers under the panties and quickly pulled them off my body.
I gulped for more air. "Um...Rebecca...Please... It's really not necessary to contact Mr. Anderson. Just release me and I will leave." I stuttered, because I could not believe she had stolen my panties and handcuffed me. And yet, just her touch was driving me wild.
"I think it is Kaitlyn. I see the way you look at me." She smiled wickedly and handcuffed my other hand to the other side of the chair. " You want this, I can see your pussy growing wetter as I speak."
How did she know? I was so careful. I took another deep breath. "Where do we go from here?" I asked curiously.
"Now you wait." She left the office, locking the door behind her.