I awoke to a knock at the door.
I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the hallway and opened the door without a thought in my head.
There was a delivery boy with a box who looked surprised, "Uh, miss....there's a... this box....
"For me?" I finished the sentence for him since he seemed to be struggling
"Yes, delivery for you." He handed me the box
"Oh let me get my purse..." I wanted to tip him for such an early morning delivery.
"No, miss, not necessary, uh... well, have a nice day," he scurried down the hallway quickly. Odd little guy.
I took the box into the bedroom to open it and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I was totally nude. Now the delivery guy's reaction made sense! Hahahaha I guess he thought he'd already gotten his tip. I couldn't wait to tell John about this! Inside the box was a business suit with a note,
"Nikki,
If we can agree on office attire based on what you find here, please wear what is in this box, and what is in this box ONLY to work this morning. Black high heels are acceptable footwear. If not, we can discuss a compromise.
-Mattison"
I quickly tried it on before I started getting ready for the day. The skirt had been hemmed to a ridiculously short length. It came just an inch or two below my ass cheeks but otherwise was a perfect fit, which made me wonder.
The shirt was not regular office attire. It had a nice, starched collar but the rest of the button-up was made of a thin, jersey cotton. It was comfortable but I could see way too much detail of my tits through it, especially my nipples that never seemed to go soft anymore.
The jacket didn't help to hide my tits either. The neckline had been tailored into a low, wide scoop that left little to the imagination and hugged the outer curve of my tits to press them together just a bit.
I put on my black heels and looked at myself. I looked like a corporate joke. Was I really willing to do this? Dress like this everyday? I mean, I did look good.....I paid for this body for this kind of attention....but not at work, right?
I took the suit off and went to get ready and think about it.
While I showered and soaped up my new tits that I was so proud of.... I thought about last night and the power I had over Ian with this new body and the confidence that came with it.
I could still work my way up the ladder with my brains but.... Wouldn't this give me an advantage? Brains and sexy as hell.....they would have to respect me but I would always be able to distract them.....I decided to go for it.
I curled my long brown locks so they curled down around tits and covered what was most embarrassing to me. The office was on the same campus and just next door to my corporate apartment but walking in public like this was too humiliating for work.
Quick powder on my face and some coconut oil on my lips and I got dressed. My hair covered my nipples, thank goodness. With my glasses though, I looked like I had just walked out of a slutty secretary movie. I smiled, but I technically was a slutty secretary, wasn't I?
Walking to work with my briefcase didn't seem so daunting. There was heavy traffic, but my hair was covering what seemed most shameful to me. Car horns honked and I smiled. You could hide the nipples, but not the bouncing globes.
Halfway there, the wind picked up and blew my hair back. I gasped and struggled to pull it back forward on both sides but it wasn't staying. Now cars really were honking and carpools rolled down windows to whistle at me. Big city life!
I was starting to think about moving into my own place and buying a car of my own when I arrived at the doors and hurried inside. I pulled my hair forward again and moved through security to the elevators. I knew they'd seen me. The heat rushed to my face as the floors dinged by. I knew I would be scrutinized and stared at today.
When the elevator opened, I stepped into an empty space and headed for the break room to fetch fresh coffee for my boss. I saw Cassie duck into the break room. She was wearing a short suit similar to mine it seemed.
When I turned the corner for coffee, Cassie turned and smiled, "Good Morning, Nikki! You look amazing!"
She wasn't wearing a suit like mine. From a distance it looked that way, but close up it was a mesh mini dress with a print that looked like a suit from far away. I could see her entire fucking body.
"Thank you! So do you!"
"I'm so glad you decided to agree to the dress code. I know it's unconventional, but that's why we look the way we do, right?" She giggled.
"I guess you're right. I just want to work my way up; slutty wasn't the way I imagined getting there."
"Oh don't worry about that. We all pay our dues but the company has so many female executives that started out just like us. And our clients.....well those ladies know all their secrets, don't they?" She winked and walked past me with coffee for her boss.
She was right! Maybe this would be more advantageous than I thought....
I walked down the hallway and took a deep breath before entering Mr. Mattison's office.
I walked quietly toward his desk and switched out his cup. He looked up and surveyed me head-to-toe, "You look stunning, Nikki. I'm glad we've come to an agreement."
"Yes, Sir. Um, it's a bit short but.... I guess I don't mind too much. Bending over might be a bit inappropriate since you forgot to include any undergarments in my gift box." I winked and smiled, hoping to bring up the subject for discussion. Maybe it was oversight.
"I didn't forget anything, my pet." He smiled and leaned back in his chair. "I do my homework on my prospective employees. I knew you would agree."
"Homework?" What was he talking about?
"You recently had surgeries before moving here. I have been in touch with your doctor for updates."
"That's illegal!" I was horrified.
"He's a client, we work these things out." Mr. Mattison shrugged as if he could care less, "Don't let it get to you. He sent me your measurements and I designed some clothing for you, that's all."
"That's all?" I was getting irritated by the invasion of my privacy.
"Later. Let's get to work. I have some emails I need drafted and sent out; you have the templates in your computer. I also need some contracts drawn up for a high-profile client that will be visiting us tomorrow. He handed me a stack of work and waved me away.
"Yes, Sir." I took the stack and turned to leave.
"I like that. Sir. Address me as such from now on." I felt a smack on my ass and when I turned around, his back was to me and he was walking around his desk.
I stood there with my mouth wide open. Had he just done that!? He thought because I dressed like this that he was allowed!? I stormed out of the office toward my desk.
Cassie came to my desk with another assistant on the floor, Holly. Holly was wearing a suit similar to mine but her breasts were much smaller and stuffed into a push-up bra. Her suit was a gray plaid.
