George watched as the new office intern swanned past his glass office doors. Her tits bounced as she wiggled past in her heels and tiny black skirt. The intern was called Daisy and had started working in the office last week. Her tight, provocative outfits hadn't gone unnoticed in the short time she'd spent here either, as George had received several complaints from some of the older female staff.
Daisy was eighteen and fresh from high school. She was short (about 5'3), and had one of those naturally tight, toned bodies that no amount of exercise could mimic. She had long platinum blonde hair that fell to just above her waist, and a deep golden tan, which she obviously liked to show off. Daisy came into work with a more daring outfit each day, almost as if she was seeing how far she could go without repercussions. Today she had on a tight pink sweater, which was so small that it strained over her huge tits and showed at least an inch of her perfect stomach. She also had on a tiny skintight black skirt, which only just covered her round ass, paired with the biggest pair of heels George had ever seen.
George enjoyed watching Daisy tottering about the office, bending over and picking up files, watching her boobs struggle and bounce inside of her tiny shirts. Once he had become so turned on watching that he had quickly jerked himself off under his desk between meetings.
Unfortunately, the complaints George had been receiving meant that he had to take action, and talk to Daisy about her slutty work outfits. He'd sent her an email that morning asking her to come and see him after her shift for the day was over.
George himself was a tall man. He was in his late 50's and had somewhat 'let himself go' over the past years, and he wasn't in the best shape. He was engaged in a sexless marriage with a woman he married too fast and too young. He hadn't fucked her in over a year.
George looked up from his paper work at the sound of knocking on his office door. His eyes were greeted by Daisy entering the room.
'Hi Daisy, would you mind closing the door behind you and closing its blinds?'
'Sure thing sir'
George was aware of how gossip-y the office could be, and was fairly sure they knew why Daisy had been called in to see him, so he wanted the blinds pulled down over his glass doors to save her any further embarrassment. Even though his office was quite separate to the rest of the building, he wouldn't put it past one of his nosey co-workers to create a reason to walk by his office and see what was going on.
He leant back in his chair and tried not to stare at Daisy's nipples poking through her shirt. She sat down on a chair in front of him, smiling quizzically, probably wondering why she was here. George was glad that the desk was between them, because otherwise she would have been able to see his cock slowly rising and straining against his pants.
'So Daisy, I called you into my office today because I've received several complaints from staff members concerning you.'
She looked rather confused as she leaned forward and nodded for me to continue. As she moved her legs slightly parted and he could see the black lace thong she was wearing underneath her skirt.
'I'm afraid that people have found the clothing that you wear to the office extremely inappropriate for the workplace'
At the mention of her clothes she subconsciously tugged at her shirt whilst she pulled her chair closer to the desk so that she could talk. Although it meant that he could no longer see down her miniscule skirt, she had tugged the shirt so far down that her areolas were visible, and happily George realized that she wasn't wearing a bra.
'I'm not in a lot of trouble am I?'
She bit her lip nervously.
'I really need this internship sir.'
She surprised him with her distress, and he began to look upon this situation with a new light. He stood up slowly, and walked around his desk, putting his hand on her shoulder to reassure her. His giant hard on grazed against her arm as he did so, and Daisy looked up at him questioningly.
