A few years ago I stepped away from a very good job with a Fortune 50 company. I opened my own business and grew it to about fifty employees. One of my marketing employees, Anne, had a party at her home for the fourth of July.
"You have a beautiful home Anne." I said as I stepped into her home.
"Thank you, I'm glad you could make it." Anne replied. "Everyone is in the backyard, but let me give you a quick tour before we head that way."
"Yes, please. I'd love to see your home." I said eagerly as I looked around. "How long have you lived here?"
"About nine years. Mike and I bought it not to long after we got married." Anne answered.
"And what grade is your son in? First?" I asked.
"Yes, that's correct, Grant is in the first grade. He is growing up fast." Anne answered.
"This is a nice side of town. This subdivision is a good one." I stated.
Anne walked me around the house until we got to the kitchen and dining room. The kitchen has a large window looking out to their backyard. They had a beautiful view.
I stepped out into the back yard and was greeted by ten or so of my employees and their spouses or plus ones. They had a large playground area, a nice pool and a huge grill. Anne's husband Mike was working the grill.
Being the boss I always felt I had to keep myself more reserved than I normally would. After all, it basically was an employee function since so many of my employees were invited.
I had a burger and a beer and chatted with two of my main salesmen for a long time. It was a good party. Everyone was excited about seeing some fireworks that evening as well.
The sun was starting to go down and there was a nice evening breeze. Anne looked stunning. She had on a green halter top type dress that was strapless and tight on the top but flowing from the waist down. It was a shorter dress. It went to about mid thigh. She was also wearing wedge heels. I found those wedge heels very sexy on her.
I'm not exactly sure what it was. It might have been the slight view of her nipples poking out of her dress letting me think she wasn't wearing a bra, and maybe not any panties. Or it might have been the breeze that kept blowing at her dress making sure her dress hugged her body a showed off all her curves. But most likely, it was the fact that about two weeks prior I had walked in on Anne making out with a company intern on a table in the conference room. Her skirt was up and his belt was unbuckled. It looked like they were moments away from fucking had I not walked in. The image of her in her sexy five inch work heels, skirt up, and panties half pulled down had turned me on since seeing it. Seeing her in that dress for her party brought back those thoughts.
"Hey, what are you up to?" I asked Anne as I closed the back porch door and stepped inside.
"I'm getting some bowls and silverware for the ice cream." Anne replied. "What are you up to?"
"I saw you walk in and thought I'd see if you needed any help." I told her.
"I think I have it covered, but thank you very much for checking." Anne said while getting the bowls down from a cabinet. "Are you enjoying the party?"
"Yes, the party is great!" I answered. "The food was delicious and I've really enjoyed seeing you."
"Seeing me?" Anne asked and turned to look at me. "You like seeing me?" Anne restated and she smiled at me.
"You always look great in work clothes, but that green dress, wow, I haven't been able to not stop looking at you." I told Anne.
"Well, maybe I'll wear this dress to work then." Anne said smiling at me and making a pose to show off her dress. "Honestly, when I got this dress I didn't realize it showed this much."
"You wear it well." I told Anne.
"Well, I'm glad I'm getting the guys attention then. I was aiming for sexy." Anne said.
"You are on the money with the sexy look." I replied.
"So you are ok with me wearing this to work? Anne asked.
"I would love to see you in something like this everyday at work." I told her. "As long as you still don't wear a bra with it to work?"
"What makes you think I'm not wearing a bra?" Anne asked as she looked down.
"Anne, that top is tight, I can see your nipples." I told her.
"I still might have a bra on." Anne replied in a sassy response.
"Do you have a bra on?" I asked.
"I'm not telling you that. And yes, I do have a bra on." Anne replied.
"Ok, then show me?" I told her.
"What? Show you? What, like pull my top down to show you my bra?" Anne replied.
"Yes, prove to me you are wearing a bra." I said. "One quick pull down to prove it."
"And what if my husband walks in?" Anne asked but I could tell her mind was thinking.
"Look out the window, he is off at the patio table sitting and talking. You can do it fast." I told Anne thinking she was on the verge of showing me her breasts.
"Will that turn you on?" Anne asked. "Or should I ask, are you turned on?"
"Yes, I'm turned on by you, but let's stick to the subject of you showing me you are really wearing a bra." I answered.
"Hmmm, I love showing off, but Mike doesn't know about that." Anne said.
"I think I know that. Remember, I caught you and the intern on the conference table." I stated to Anne.
"Yes, I know you did." Anne told me as she stepped over to the window to look into the backyard. "That was just me doing some innocent flirting. Nothing more. Did seeing me turn you on?"
