Kate didn't mean to dress so slutty and sexy on her first day at the office, but it seemed like even when she tried to dress modestly in her white button down and short skirt, her skirt would ride up to show her round ass and the buttons would gap to show her voluptuous breasts.
At 5"3 she was small but curvy. Her curves outshined any supermodel on the catwalk. Her round and supple breasts just barely spilled over her DD cups, and her nipples were often hard, showing the world the beautiful small perky outline.
She had been waitressing in her small towns equivalent for Hooters for three years, since she had gotten kicked out of the house at 18, only three weeks after she had graduated high school. Her mother said it was because of her lack of desire for the future, aka not going to college, but Kate knew it was because her mom's boyfriend checked out her tits too often.
Kate's dad had been out of the picture since she was three, and her mom had worked hard to support Kate and her younger brothers, but that had left her looking tired and older than she was. It was understandable that she was threatened by her beautiful daughter with the perky tits, round ass and tightest cunt around.
As Kate was leaving, her mother's boyfriend, John, hugged her a little too tight and lingered his hand on her ass. She knew it was probably best, at that moment, to leave before one day she succumbed to the handsome man, ten years her mom's junior, and ended up on her back with his cock inside her, screaming with pleasure.
Kate had been doing alright at her waitressing job, but at 21 she knew it was time to grow up. She had recently started dating a guy, Jonathon, who was a serious lawyer. He had just graduated law school after several hard years studying and now was on his way to do great things. He had been out celebrating his promotion when they met and she knew she was supposed to be a one night stand but the sex was mind blowing for them both so they kept fucking and eventually it led to something. He was happy that at the thought of having a sex goddess AND a respectable girl. He recommended her to a sister company and it wasn't long before she aced an interview, and was shortly thereafter on her way to her first day.
So there she was, dressed somewhat office appropraitely, at her first job. She took a deep breath and walked through the doors.
Her boss greeted her in the lobby, a nice lady about the same age as her mom, and led her to her cubicle.
"We are so happy to have you here, Kate," she said excitedly. "We think you will be a great fit. Here is you desk, and the IT guy will be over here soon to set up your phone and everything."
"Great!" Kate said, and sat patiently waiting.
Her desk was right next to the printer, which could be annoying, but she was happy that she could meet so many new faces so easily. She smiled and introduced herself to many as they came buy, and then got lost in organizing all her office-y stuff, like pens and post-it notes, when she heard a deep voice from behind.
"Well hello there-" he said, as he looked over at her name plate. "Kate Marrow." She loved the way he said her name instantly.
She could barely speak. She had introduced herself to at least 20 different people this morning but she couldn't get a word out.
He stook 6'3, green eyes, and was obviously very built underneath his starched white shirt.
"H-h-hello," she stammered.
He smiled as if he knew exactly what she was thinking, like she was undressing him with her eyes, which she was. He was in his mid-forties but that didn't take away at all from his sexyness. In fact in made him more sexy, thinking of all the women he surely pleasured and made cum and scream and cum again in his life time. But he looked way too important to just be the IT guy.
"I'm Ian. The director of IT. My guy is out sick today so you will have to make do with me setting up you stuff. Nice to meet you."
She smiled, still unable to speak.
"Well you will have to get up in order for me to set up your computer and phone young lady," and he smiled coyly, as if he had just asked her to undress, which she would have gladly done.
