You sit at your desk, my open door behind you and closed. You are the picture of a demure woman, skirt at the knees, white blouse buttoned up to the neck, blue blazer on top of that. Your hair in a bun on the back of your head and a triple strand of pearls around your neck.
You're typing when you hear me call out.
"Lacey?"
You stand and start to walk to the door.
"Lacey?"
You look at me as you walk into my office.
"Yes Mr. Bouton?"
"Lacey, I need to make sure everything around this office is ready, we have a new client coming in this morning and if we land this account, we'll be set for the last quarter of this fiscal year. You know I'm depending on you to make sure these folks are happy. Coffee, bagels in the conference room, cold water in the fridge, you know the drill."
"Yes Mr. Bouton, I'll take care of everything."
"Good, I knew I could count on you, Lacey, you're very efficient, which is why I hired you.
You turn to leave and I pause for a second to admire the swish of your ass as you leave the room. Your heels are reminiscent of a 40's style shoe, and are very sexy considering that your stockings have the light pattern of flowers climbing up your legs.
I shake my head and get back to work. No time to even think about it, there's way too much prep to get done before the meeting at 10.
The meeting came and went, successful as always and the company would break earning records this year, for sure. Not bad for an indie operation with only 3 people under me. The long work has paid off and now its time to relax a little.
Walking up the hallway, I notice you sitting at your desk. The way you're angled, typing on the computer, I can't help but notice that your legs are slightly spread. The sight before me is incredible, your stockings stop in the middle of your thigh and you're wearing garters under your skirt and your panties are pink and very sheer! I glanced up at you as I walked and you were still typing so I looked again. Your legs closed slowly and as I walked up to your desk, you smiled at me and asked if there was anything else.
"No, its almost lunch, so if you want to go early, go ahead."
"I'll stay around, I have some stuff to take care of."
"Ok, I'm going to head down the street for a little bit, nobody's coming by so I'll lock up on the way out."
As the door locks, you keep typing and working. After about 15 minutes, you stop. You walk up the hallway to the door, making sure it is locked, and walk back to your desk.
Sitting in the chair, you slide up your dress and lean back. The twitch in your pussy has been driving you wild for hours. You're so horny you can't stand it and since you have a little convenient time, you decided to go for it. Leaning your head back, you start to fantasize, fingers unbuttoning your blouse, freeing your breasts from their prison-like bra, exploring your body. Your hands stroke your hard nipples through your blouse and quickly find their way down to your panties. Brushing the sheer silk fabric to the side, you slide your finger into your damp pussy. Your finger strokes your clit and you start to move your hips with the motion. You're so into it, your orgasm is quick. The power of it causes you to shake and you almost knock some of the things off your desk. You take a few moments to compose yourself and straighten up your clothes. A little spray of Febreeze on your chair hides your scent and you retire to the bathroom
to freshen your makeup and make sure everything is as it was before lunch.
Later that afternoon, I stroll back into the office. You greet me warmly and smile as I walk into my office. Sitting down, I boot up my computer, recall a video file and sit silently for a few moments.
"Lacey?"
"Yes, Mr. Bouton?" You reply as you walk into my office.
"Did you have a good lunch?"
"Yes Sir, I did. I got quite a bit taken care of."
I turned the screen around so you could see. "I'm sure you did. I am sorry, but I forgot to tell you about the new security cameras that have been installed in the building."