1. Dress Code, part 3


    Date: 10/29/2014, Categories: Office Sex, Author: Oncearunner1974, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    As Anne Burlington brought up her hand to knock on her boss’s door, his secretary’s words sank in and froze her in place. She had said, “ They’re expecting you.” They. As in plural. As in what on earth was she getting herself into? She had expected her meeting to be just with the forbidding yet handsome Mr. Slater, who had found her in violation of the company’s dress code the day before. Instead of terminating her, he had spanked her, made her cum, and then had her fellate him. Anne’s head was still reeling from the previous day’s events, and she hardly had known what to expect as she got mentally prepared for the meeting this morning. She had been told to come for a “performance review,” but it had been left quite clear that at the very least her compliance with the firm’s stringent dress code would be put to an inspection. The dress code. When Anne had first read the requirements for female associates at Slater, Mawhinney, & Davenport, she had been outraged. The outerwear requirements of pencil skirt, silk blouse, and heels had neither particularly bothered nor surprised her, even though they seemed horribly old-fashioned. Words such as old-fashioned, respectable, steady, reliable, and timeless were all adjectives associated with the firm, and which the firm strove to project to its elite clientele. Some outdated idea of what women wore did not seem all that surprising, given whom the firm was catering to. The rest of the clothing requirements had infuriated Anne. The ...
    code actually specified that she was required to wear thong panties, stockings (not panty hose), and unpadded bras, preferably lace and sheer. It wasn’t a question of her minding wearing such items. It was the intrusiveness of being told by her firm that she was required to wear them. As she hadn’t thought it was possible for anyone ever to find out anyway, she had intentionally violated the dress code on both her first and second day of work. The funny part was that left to her own devices, Anne would probably have worn a thong to work every day. Yesterday, her second day, however, she had been called in the the senior partner’s office, and he had made her bend over in front of him, ostensibly to pick up a book from a low shelf. This had told him all he needed to know, as her non-thong panty-lines had been clearly visible to him as she bent. Thereafter he had made her strip in front of him and spanked her for her transgression. As he slapped her derriere, he had also expertly fingered her to orgasm. Before she knew it, she had found herself on her knees fellating her handsome boss, and on her way out his coolly beautiful secretary Miss Jones had found a pretense for fingering her briefly as well. So when the end of the day had come, with a summons to meet for a performance review the next day, Anne had understood that her undergarments would undoubtedly be inspected. But she had assumed that it would be Mr. Slater doing the inspection, and she had idly wondered what would ...
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