"Goooooooood morning!" The chipper voice of the 5' 2" Cassie bounced in the air like her tits as she walked into the lobby. Plenty of people responded back, making sure to give her handshakes that jostled her around a little. She didn't mind all the attention as she strutted her way through. Heck, she didn't even mind that plenty of people were snapping pictures of her. Cassie gave them a few poses. After all, she was a personal bikini model. Certainly, it had nothing to do with her top being pushed to the side to completely expose her red lace bra and C-cup cleavage. After all, that was a totally normal thing for her to do. She made her way over to the elevator and took it up to the fifth floor.
Everything was at their usual stations, doing daily tasks and checking up what the night crew had been up to. As soon as Cassie walked in, all eyes fell to her.
"Hey Cassie, how's it going?"
"Doing wonderful as always," she said with a smile, pushing her arms and chest together. After all, that was a totally normal thing for her to do.
Wide grins came across the employees face's. She walked to her desk, hips swinging to the rhythm of some unknown music only she knew. Cassie set her bag down and spun a little in her chair.
"Morning Cassie," said one of her fellow interns. "How's the weather?"
Cassie stood right up and firmly planted a kiss on the intern's lips. "Wonderful as always." The kiss wasn't weird or unprofessional. After all, that was a totally normal thing for her to do. "Anything ol' boss lady got for us today?"
"Oh, usual stuff. Just working on more designs for Clash of Treachery." The intern dropped a folder down on Cassie's desk. "She said that she wants us to finalize the design of the gargoyles from the volcano level by the end of today. And, if we can, to tweak the patterns and stuff from the Orc's Cavern. Said that they were a bit too phallic for the ratings board."
Cassie huffed a little at that last part. She liked the patterns and even had worked with Jim on getting the small details right. It was long and hard, and they had to keep changing positions just to reach any sort of bottom line. They even tried to see how it would look in multiple different angles in the game. Some motions that he made with her gained some traction, but it didn't quite fit right. Still, they had finally come to something, and now Stacy was asking for more?
"Hey Jim, looks like we might be working together more soon," Cassie called out from across the room. A loud cheer came from across the room at Jim's desk. She chuckled and leaned back in her chair. "I won't deny. He's passionate about his game design."
She was about to reach for the folder and start, but her phone buzzed a few times, drawing her attention. It was her followers wondering where she was. Right, she thought, it was about the time that she posted. She was a little delayed getting to work so the thought hadn't crossed her mind. Not that she'd want to disappoint her followers.
She reached into her bag and brushed her long dirty blonde hair and fluffed it a little for the camera. Cassie held up her phone and began to snap selfies of herself, making sure to capture her sparkling blue eyes staring alluringly at the camera. A few duck faces and flirty poses later, she uploaded and set her phone down.
"Okay, let's get to work." Cassie reached into her drawer and pulled out a small CD player and a pair of earbuds. Stacy had been kind enough to give her this to help her focus, and she couldn't deny the results. Whenever she listened to it, it was like she was lost in the moment and purely in the zone. She stuck the earbuds in and hit play.
The music was calming, soothing, and relaxing. It made her feel like she was at the beach, lounging around and just taking in the sights, the smells, the sounds. Everything else, the stress of the world and the demands of daily life just melted away. She was in her own world, vibing to the music. Her hands moved almost on their own as she idly listened. One hand drew and sketched out new designs for the gargoyles.
The other hand reached up and gently caressed her face. Her fingers traced her lips in small circles, gently tugging on her botAlex lip. Slowly, it made its way down her neck and across her collarbone. Cassie was very thankful that she had chosen a nice and comfortable outfit today rather than some stuffy button-up. As the waves crashed in the music, her hand crept down and rubbed itself between her breasts.
A few interns had begun to take photos and videos of her, but Cassie didn't mind. To her, she was just listening to her music, coming up with design after design. After all, this was a totally normal thing for her to do.
Her hand cupped her left breast, squeezing it and gently kneading it between her fingers. It didn't show off her nipple, only lightly teasing her and her onlookers. A few minutes of massages later, her hand dropped down onto her thigh. It slid along her pantyhose and up and down her legs, making sure to give the audience plenty to see. As it moved closer and closer to her crotch, Cassie's vision began to fill with scenes of Stacy at the beach with her. A corporate retreat, relaxing and just being there. Cassie's eyes wandered up and down Stacy's body, focusing on her brown eyes and round ass. A small tingle went down her spine as she watched Stacy's feet bury themselves a little in the sand, kicking up little clouds of sand particles with each toe flick.
"Cassie!"
Cassie jolted upright out of her seat, her earbuds falling out and clattering to the ground. "Y-Yes, I'm here!"
"My office."
"Yes ma'am." Cassie quickly tidied up her desk and paused her CD. She looked over at the clock, utterly baffled that it had already been a few hours since she had started working. At least she had a bunch of sketches and stuff to show. She picked up her sketches and headed into the office.
Sitting across from Cassie was Stacy, her boss. She was pretty thin and about 5' 6". Shame that she was fairly flat as a board. Stacy kept herself fit with running, her thighs and calves tone from years of marathons. But to Stacy, that was a hobby and something to get her creative juices flowing. Her true passion was art, which is how she landed the job as the art director for this game.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" Stacy asked, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs.
"Uh, you wanted to see my progress?" Cassie asked as she began to lay out her designs on Stacy's desk, leaning over and giving Stacy a full view down her cleavage. Her bra was still sticking out of the top of her shirt, and Cassie was completely carefree about it.
Stacy bit her lower lip a little and crossed her legs again, fidgeting in her chair slightly. "Yes, I wanted to see how your, uh, progress was doing." She leaned forward a little to get a closer view between Cassie's breasts. "Yes, I think things are progressing quite nicely."
"Really? Oh, I'm so glad that you like the designs," Cassie said, completely ignoring that Stacy was staring right at her tits. After all, that was a totally normal thing to happen. "So, did any of them stand out to you?"
"Huh?" Stacy said, snapping out of Cassie's distracting tits. "Ah, right."