It's my first day at a new job, it's my first job since I left university. I want everything to go well. I get up early and take a long, hot shower, washing my nerves away. I get out of the shower and because of the extra time don't dry off but walk around doing what I need to do naked, letting myself dry naturally. I go to pick my clothes for the day, wanting to dress to impress. First of all, I go to my chest of drawers where I choose my lingerie. I choose a gorgeous, sexy pair of French knickers made of soft black lace with white frill around the waistband and a matching bra, both in design and sexiness. I slowly step into the French knickers, pulling them up my tanned legs, up over my bum. The bra perfectly displays my breasts, giving them the perfect shape, and pushing them up just slightly. Then a pair of skin coloured stockings, straightening out each leg in turn, as I slowly unroll the stockings onto my legs, smoothing out the small creases. Then on to my wardrobe where I pick out a black skirt that comes to just around above knees. A white shirt that sits perfectly on my waist, I do up the buttons from the top down, leaving the top button which shows off my breasts just enough without being slutty. I run my hands slowly over my breasts, down over my stomach, smoothing the shirt over my body. From the bottom of the wardrobe I pick up three pairs of shoes and finally settle on a pair of black high heels that make my calf's tense slightly when wearing them.
It's lunchtime and I get into the lift down from the 13th floor to go and get lunch somewhere. I stand in the lift, there's one other person in the lift with me. I press the ground floor button and just as the doors are about to close, a hand pops in between the lift doors stopped them closing. The doors open again and I see you standing there dressed in a grey shirt lightly tucked in a pair of black suit trousers. You step into the lift and stand next to me. I look up at you and smile, recognising you from the same office, you smile back with a gorgeous smile that makes me blush slightly. You say hi and ask me how my first day was, we make idle chit chat as we go down 5 floors until the lift stops and the other person steps out of the lift, leaving us alone. We stop talking and just keep glancing at each other, you step forward and press the stop button on the lift. I'm about to ask you what you're doing when you turn around to face me, put your hands on my waist, stepping forward, pushing me against the wall of the lift. You lean in to kiss me while you lift me up and sit me on the hand railing. One hand stays on my waist as the other reaches up to the side of my face as you kiss me more passionately, the hand on my waist trailing up my side over the side of my breast. Both of your hands reach to the front of my suit jacket and start to undo the top button. You take a slight step back and look up at me, checking my face for some kind of sign, an approval, that what you're doing is okay, that I want you to carry on.
I lean forward kiss you, my hands reaching down and joining yours, undoing the buttons and pushing my jacket over my shoulders and you toss it to the floor. Your hands carry on to my shirt, undoing each of the buttons of my shirt, as my hands roam over your chest, finding your buttons and starting to undo them. You undo the last of my shirt buttons and groan audibly as you see my breasts for the first time covered by my lacy bra, leaning your head down and kissing them, tracing your kisses down over and around my stomach and back up, over my breasts to my neck. You reach for the front of my bra, pulling the cups down to reveal my breasts. With a cheeky smile on your face you lean forward flick your tongue over my left nipple, making me moan slightly, then flicking your tongue over my right nipple, taking it in your mouth and sucking on it, biting it and pulling it with your teeth, making me moan louder. You trace down over my breasts with your tongue, down my stomach, my belly button to the waistband of my skirt.
