Beth always aimed to get into the office early. It wasn't that she liked to make a good impression but that she liked to get her head down and get into her work without any distractions. As the rest of her colleagues would arrive the idle chit chat would begin and productivity would decline immensely. And this was a day she needed to be productive. The next day she had a presentation she needed to give to her bosses and she wanted to ensure it was perfect. She had only just started her new role and wanted to make a good impression, and prove to them that they were right in hiring her.
Perfection was important to her. She didn't do things by halves and anything she set her heart on she would ensure she gave it her all. Beth hated failure in both her work and personal life and strived to make sure she succeeded in anything she did.
Standing at just under five foot tall, Beth was a short girl and often had to look up at people. At times this could be a hindrance as she always struggled to get mugs out of the cupboards at work but in other ways it proved to be a blessing. Her long auburn hair ran down to the middle of her back and often glistened in sunlight and her blue eyes shimmered like oceans reflecting the sun. Beth had been blessed with a curvy figure which she sometimes felt self conscious about but in the recent year she had began to truly embrace it.
She always wore lingerie under her work dresses. Stockings were a must with any outfit she wore and she loved the feel of the lace tops on her thighs and the straps from the garter belt running down from her waist. The lace and silk of her lingerie were always masked under elegant work dresses that didn't put too much on show. That is unless she had an audit coming and wanted a little extra help to ensure she would pass. Beth's chest always seemed to want to burst out of anything she wore and if she had too deep a v neck she knew her tits would be eagerly pushing forward to burst out and show themselves to the world. So she always looked presentable to everyone else but if anyone knew what she was hiding underneath they would view her in a very, very different light.
Beth was submissive by nature. She was a girl who loved to please and when put into the right head space there wasn't much she would do. She craved to be in that floaty headspace where she didn't have to think or make a decision. She loved her job but being in pressured situations and having to make decisions all the time built up and took its toll. She longed to just let go, to know that all that mattered was to please who she was with.
It had been far too long for Beth since she had been put into that space. Been far too long since someone had just take. Her and used her. Far too long for her to just let go and give into her cravings. And her cravings were growing by the day. Monsters from within her, begging to be released. Trying to escape the capture of her mind and take control of her flesh. Anything seemed to get her wet these days. Getting a wry smile from a guy she found attractive, or wriggling by accident in her chair, an accidental brush against her chest, fingers colliding as someone and else reached out to take something. Sparks were flying everywhere and she didn't know how much longer she could control them.
The day started like any other as Beth's alarm rang out. The room in utter darkness as she clambered out and speedily went to the shower, wanting to be at the office as soon as possible to get her head down in her work. She tied up her long hair in a bun as she let the warm water soak over her body. The warmth washed over her and gave her flutters. Beth closed her eyes and found her hand reaching down between her legs.
She started to bite her lip as her middle finger began to take long strokes up and down her pussy. Her nipples were becoming hard and she pressed herself up against the wall. She wanted someone to take her roughly. To take control and not give her a choice. To make her helpless for him. The tiles of the wall were cold on her face and steam was rising around her as she stroked faster and faster. Her right leg began to shake slightly and then she slipped. Her legs spread wide as her foot slid across the shower tray and her hard nipples were rubbed against the cold tiles.
Her finger slipped inside her body from the slip and she let out a long moan from it. She didn't moan from the pleasure her finger sliding into her tight pussy gave her. She moaned because of the excitement of what had happened, she hadn't meant to do this and it genuinely felt in that brief moment that someone else was touching her.
She felt her breath bouncing back into her face from the wall as she stood there for another brief moment. Not moving. Her finger buried down to the knuckle inside her before her brain caught up and reminded her of how busy her day was going to me. Slowly she pulled her finger out of her, moaning gradually but this time with a slight sulk to the tone as she really wanted to finish what she had started.
10 minutes later she was dry and stood infront if her wardrobe looking to pick out an outfit. As she opened her lingerie drawer she was instantly drawn to a green bra and panty set. With her reddy auburn hair she always felt like green was a colour that spoke to her and she loved how she looked in. The panties were a full panty covered all over in lace and semi see through. However, what she liked most about them were the straps. Walking around and feeling the straps pulling and snapping on her made her instantly wet. She longed to wear a lace see through bra with them but her enormous bosom needed to be caged and generally took a thicker bra with hard underwire to stop them escaping. However, in this occasion she was delighted that a bra that fit her matched the panties. A lacy garter belt slid on over them before her legs were covered in the silky black stockings. Thick lace tops hugged her thighs as she attached the garter belt to them to stop them falling down. As she saw the time in her mirror she realised she was running late and threw on a black dress that ran down to just above her knees and rushed out the door to her office.
As she walked through the office to her desk she was starting to think she had made a mistake in her choice of dress. The button at the top of her chest was broken which meant it provided a v neck and her impressive chest was being pushed up through the gap. She wasn't on display but knew if she wasn't carful her chest was going to press up and push through the deep v. The hem of her dress was rising up with each step and she had already tried readjusting it 5 times by the time she had arrived at her corner office in the building.
The annoyance of the battle with the dress was only intensified as she sat at her desk and her computer wouldn't turn on. After muttering to herself a few times and trying the usual technique of hitting it on the side a few times she briefly growled for a second in annoyance before looking under the desk to look for the plug socket. She couldn't see it so she knelt down and got on her hands and knees and took a look. She could see it right underneath the desk under the side with drawers on it and she couldn't reach from this side. She started ti crawl around the front of the desk and stretched to reach the plug to pull it out and put it back in to see if that worked.
As Beth stretched her chest pushed against the floor and it pulled at her dress which forced her bosom upwards and her bra and tits popped up through the v of her dress. At the same time the hem of her dress rose and rose until she knew it was above her ass. Her eyes closed for a brief second as she imagined what someone would do if they found her like this. Being terrible glad that the office would be empty at this early hour.
Her inner animal began to wrap its claws around her again as it had done in the shower. 'Oh no, has my dress ridden up sir?' She chuckled to herself in her mind as she began to stroke herself through her panties. Completely forgetting that she hadn't closed her office door in her rush this morning. A low moan escaped her lips as she stroked herself through her panties but as she rested her head in the floor she noticed the semi open door and stood up quickly. She stumbled a little as she got up too quick and stumbled backwards and gripped the end he of the desk as she sat on the edge of it. The hem of her dress around her waist and her bra and chest in full display through the opened v of the top of the dress. The tightness of the dress pushing her chest up even more.
Then she gulped hard. Her eyes were staring through the gap in the door and a pair of eyes were staring right back through the door at her. She had seen Simon around the office a few times since she had started and he was one of the people she had brushed hands with in the past as they both reached for the same pen. He was a foot taller than her at 5'11", was clean shaven with deep blue eyes to match hers and short blond hair which he swept to the side of his head. He was dressed in a navy suit with a white shirt and a red spotted tie.
She had noticed him working on the bank of desks outside her office a few times and had a couple of times gotten lost in his eyes as they chatted over a cup of tea in the kitchen. She had to arch her neck to look up at him and it always brought on a smile chatting with him. He had flown across her mind several times in the past and he was who she had been thinking of in the shower than very morning. Craving for him to have been pinning her against the shower wall. Using her however he desires.
Beth's hands started to grip the desk tightly as she just half sat on the edge of the desk frozen. She gulped hard and knew she was on full display for him. Her lacy underwear and stockings fully exposed. But she couldn't do anything. She willed her hands and legs to move but they wouldn't obey her.
Simon's eyes were locked on hers. She felt him staring into her soul. He wasn't moving, just staring and staring into her eyes. As the eye contact continued she felt her panties dampen and she began to blush but she still couldn't move.
Then Simon started to walk towards her office. A slow and steady pace towards her door before he was on the other side of it and pushing it closed. Yet he continued to keep eye contact. She knew if he looked away for a second she could escape his trance but she was helpless right now. Her nails were digging so deep into the desk she was sure she would have been leaving a mark.
