Chrissy was filled with bubbling nervousness which she hid behind a professional exterior. She looked the part for her job interview this morning, albeit a tiny bit too sexy, and so far the tall, serious man interviewing her seemed like he wanted to hire her.
She was surprised that the ad for this secretary job had such an emphasis on the desired personality type of the applicants, but she wrote it off as a precaution against ornery old secretaries, which can be bad for business. Chrissy matched everything: "Upbeat, cooperative, happy, very willing, people-person". As a bonus Chrissy could type several hundred words per minute and had the kind of voice that could draw people in and convince them to trust her over the phone.
She was the perfect secretary by normal standards, but she didn't know that she was also currently passing a more unconventional set of standards.
Chrissy began to suspect that something was amiss when she caught the brown haired, handsome interviewer glance at her breasts, and she suddenly became aware that he could only be a couple years older than her at most. With a disinterested expression, he asked if she remembered that they had a modern and professional uniform they required all their secretaries to wear, and when she said that she did he curtly prompted her to give her measurements.
"Bust, in inches."
"36."
"Waist."
"Uh, 28."
"Hips."
"35."
Chrissy wondered why he was asking this himself, instead of handing her some sort of form to fill out.
"Well congratulations, Ms. Tam. Welcome aboard. When can you start?" asked the interviewer, with his attractive voice that had just enough growl to it to be subtly sexy.
Chrissy quickly responded, wide eyed, "Immeadiately. Today, if you need me."
Her interviewer smirked a bit, openly undressed her with his eyes and asked with total politeness if she could go ahead and put on a temporary uniform before setting up her new desk. Chrissy had been so focused on his chiseled jaw and accidentally seductive voice that she blushed at his question.
"No need to be shy. I think this blouse will fit you, along with this skirt." He pulled both items out of a large drawer in the bottom of his desk where he apparently kept a selection. Chrissy took the plastic wrapped clothes to the restroom down the hall and began to change in the stall. When she opened the blouse, she noticed that the bag also contained a small but stretchy, lace bandeau bra. Her breath caught in her throat and against her sensibilities she became surprisingly horny. It was definitely going to be too small to cover much except her nipples, leaving both heavy cleavage on top and some underboob exposed, but she put it on anyways. She put on the white, button up blouse that was too small to button across her breasts at all. Still nervous, she pulled out the skirt from its bag and found white, ruffled panties. At that point she knew what he wanted, and why she had been required to sign a non disclosure agreement. She put them on and the loose, pleated, knee length, black skirt. Chrissy gathered her clothes together, and surprised herself by deciding to go ahead and return to his office in this scantily clad manner.
An older employee passing her in the hallway, looked at her with an cheshire smile. Apparently what was happening wasn't too uncommon around here.
The door to his office was still open when she returned, and her interviewer smiled when he saw her.
"Chrissy, are you ready to learn a bit more about how things run around here?" he asked. Her better judgment said no.
"Sure," she replied.
"Well for starters, I need you to walk over to this side of the desk." Chrissy did as she was told. "You will be doing normal secretarial work for me, with stricter rules imposed. Apart from being required to wear a company approved uniform to work everyday, you'll have to perform at a top notch level. For every mistake I find in your dictations or organization skills, you'll be punished. You'll have to walk yourself over to this side of my desk, bend over and lay your chest down so that I can spank you. If you protest during a punishment, it will only get worse. This also applies to any sort of disobedience on your part. You're here to keep us organized but also to keep us relaxed and foster creativity. Chrissy, you're our corporate muse. We'll need you to show your loyalty to the company by being obedient to me and willing to do whatever I, or any guests in my office, ask of you. Do you understand what this means? You haven't signed a binding contract, you cans still leave, and I'll write you a recommendation to wherever you want."
"I understand," whispered Chrissy, " and I want to stay."
"Good," he said. "Then bend over here."
Chrissy complied, resting her large breasts on his clean desk, as he lifted her pleated skirt. She heard a sharp intake of breath from him. He rubbed her ass with both hands and then pulled her panties aside. He stuck his middle finger completely inside of her, causing a moan to escape her kissable lips. Unable to simply toy with her, he unzipped his slacks and pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy lips. Both excited and afraid, Chrissy held her breath. He commanded her to stay silent, and not to move. She bit her lower lip in an attempt to comply as he slowly pushed into her tight pussy. Once her juices were on him he was able to move deeper and faster, the speed and depth of which caught her off guard. She moaned loudly.
He swiftly smacked her across the bum, which she was surprised to find felt amazing. She wanted to serve him. The thought of using her pussy as a tool to serve him was too delicious to let go of.
The man who passed Chrissy in the hallway before walked by the office again. In her excitement, she hadn't realized the door was still open, and now this old man was getting a full view of her breasts popping out of the lace and the blouse, pressed into the desk while she was being drilled from behind. They made eye contact and she instantly came. She'd never been seen in such a humiliating position, or been used by an authority figure before, and she loved everything about it.
Her interviewer told her that she was in trouble for causing him to cum too soon with the convulsions of her orgasming pussy, and that she'd have to make it up to him the next day at work.
"Yes, sir." Chrissy said, breathlessly, face down and exposed on her new bosses desk.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1z5ens/chrissy_fills_the_sexretary_position
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