"Excuse me, Sarah, could you ask Annie to come into my office?" I spoke into my intercom to my secretary.
"Yes ma'am," she answered.
As I waited for Annie, my mind drifted off. I always was one of the more attractive people in my office At 5'9 and 135 pounds, I was very fit. I have long blond hair that I keep curled and pulled into a low side pony tail. I have deep green eyes, not that anyone ever notices them because of my chest that I was some how unable to hide, even in the dullest gray suits. But Annie... oh wow, Annie was beautiful. Tall, slender and she was definitely not afraid to hide her body. She had long red hair cascading down her back to the top of her perfectly shaped ass. That moved with ever step she took in the 4 inch heels she impractically wore every day. She never wore a camisole under her suit jacket, but instead chose to wear bright colored lace bras that peaked under the black or gray suit; which was exactly why she was being called into my office.
A knock at the door interrupted my day dream and I looked up to see Annie standing in the door way, looking as hot as ever. I adjusted myself and cleared my throat, praying it wasn't obvious how intently I had stared at her.
"Annie, we need to discuss some things, so come in and shut the door." I spoke, trying to sound authoritative.
"Yes ma'am." She said this as she smiled coyly and I knew instantly she knew what I had been thinking.
As she sat down, I noticed the teal green lace against her crisp bronze skin. Oh wow, I thought. Her breasts heaved as she breathed in.
"It's, uh, about your wardrobe," I choked out. "There have been some complaints about the fact that you are not in compliance with company dress code." She took this opportunity to cross her long tanned legs and I saw a peak of teal green panties that matched the bra under her suit jacket.
"I'm sorry, Stacy. I didn't know it bothered anyone. I can certainly tell you enjoy it," Annie said as she slid her hand down her suit lapel and stopping on her lace trimmed heaving breast.
"That's Ms. Johnson, young lady and I don't enjoy anything." I was completely unable to take my eyes off of her chest as she slowly unbuttoned her suit jacket to reveal what I had always known that she had nothing but that perfect bra underneath. She walked over to the desk with the suit jacket unbutton. I stood up to object, but she walked around to my side of the desk and sat down on the edge right in front of me.
"Ms. Johnson, you seem tense, let me help you. You know I only dress like this for you."
She reached up to my hair and brushed a blond curl out of my face as she leaned in to kiss me. At first I was appalled, but my tongue did not object as it melted into hers and kissed her back as hard as she had kissed me. I reached up to take the jacket all the way off as she stood up to unbutton mine. She took my jacket off revealing my perfectly firm 36DD titties in a lace black bra.
"I knew you were as kinky as I was," she said as she reached down to suck on my already hard nipple through the fabric of my lace bra. I moaned in appreciation and arched my back towards her wanting mouth. As she moved her kisses up to my mouth, I leaned back to watch as I took off the teal lace confinement on her perfectly firm titties. They bounced in appreciation as I threw the bra across the room. I rubbed and massaged them as I had done to my own so many times. I knelt down to draw her nipple in to my mouth. I sucked on it and flicked my tongue over it as she lightly moaned.
"Oh Ms. Johnson...I've been waiting for this day!"