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As with most white collar firms, dress codes for female employees have all the time been more of a suggestion than a rule. Short skirts, low cut blouses, four inch heels, it runs the gamut while guys follow the strict, suit, tie, shirt and pants combo.

But this is getting out of hand, first were the skirts that were barely skirts, just a sash of material over her waist, then one day, she didn’t even wear a skirt!

I rub my forehead in frustration as I receive another report the Fiona has come into the office in just her panties again…

I type out a short email asking her to come see me after office hours then lean back and stare up at the ceiling. If only she wasn’t the top sales in the entire firm. The day goes by and Fiona opens the door with a casual “What’s up boss man?” before taking a seat.

I glare at her “Don’t what’s up me, you should know what this is about.” Grinning from ear to ear, she shrugs “I have no idea”

“Okay, that’s enough. You’re being ridiculous Fiona. I get that sex is part your sales pitch but really? Just panties? I’m sure the guys would fuck you even if you wore a nun’s habit. Do you really need to walk around the office practically bottomless?”

Her reaction was immediate, she got up, slamming both her hands on the desk. “Excuse me?! I don’t like what you’re insinuating here Boss-man! Do you think I’m selling my body?”

“Yes Fiona, I think you’re selling your body, are you telling me you’re not?” At this point, she looked ready to murder.

“Then why the hell are you walking in your goddamned panties!” Thinking about the complaints I was getting from the other female employees and worse, the female clients of the firm had my own temper boiling.

“And now you have the audacity to shout at me!” I stand up as well, towering over her, at barely 5 feet tall, I had almost a foot over her in height

“You’re basically calling me a prostitute!!”

“And?! You can’t tell me sex isn’t part of the appeal when dealing with you!”

“and?! AND?!! I’m not a fucking prostitute! I’m not fucking the clients!”

“THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WALKING AROUND IN YOUR PANTIES?! CAN YOU FUCKING BLAME ME FOR THINKING THAT?!” We stare each other down for a moment then plonking herself back down in the chair, she says “That’s none of your fucking business” in a lower volume than before.

“It is if I’m losing business. At this point, you’re still making more than what you’ve lost us but it’s only a matter of time before I lose one of our bigger clients because of this issue. From now onwards, you’re not allowed to come to office in just your panties, or those ridiculous micro skirts, hell, I wouldn’t even complain if you wore miniskirts”

“Fine” At this point, Fiona’s basically pouting, her head turned away as if to say she doesn’t even want to look at me. She pulls her knees up to her chest, hugging them. “can I go now?”

From my vantage point standing up, she was a sight. If I recall correctly, she said she was 4 foot 9. Petite, the armchair she was sitting in looked overly large. “Damsels in distress” are my weakness and Fiona’s sudden submissive attitude had my heart melting.

Sighing, I sit back down as well “I didn’t mean to shout at you.”

“Well, you did…”

“I know. Sorry. Can you at least tell me why you do it? You’re giving me headaches every time you do”

“I don’t mean to~ it was just a bit of fun, I didn’t realize I was causing so much trouble.”

“It should be obvious Fiona, we’re professionals.”

Pressing her face against her legs she mumbles “It’s not like I’m going pantiless, and the guys like it, I’ve seen them looking… besides, my friend told me it would get your attention.”

I could barely hear her at this point and as kept speaking softer and softer, I didn’t catch the last half of what she said.

Then I hear sobbing, so I get up and kneel by the side of her chair, to pat her head and when I did, she flung her arms around my neck, burying her face in it. “Please don’t be mad at me.”I stroke the back of her head reassuringly “It’s okay, I’m not mad at you”

Having missed the part where she indirectly told me she liked me, I was pretty surprised at her actions. I’m much older than her so it never even occurred to me. Maybe she sees me as a father figure. Having an attractive girl clinging onto me however, I was having very unfatherly thoughts. Resisting the urge to kiss her neck or even wrap my arms around her dainty waist. Leaving one arm to dangle limply as I continued to stroke her head.

Arms still wrapped around my neck, she pulls back and looks into my eyes, face inches away from mine. “Really?” she asks almost breathless, almost a whisper.My own voice is husky from the lust I was feeling at the sight of this gorgeous girl “Yeah..”

Then she leans in and kisses me. My eyes go wide but the shock doesn’t last and all thoughts go out the window. I kiss back and we’re making out passionately. I begin unbuckling my pants, willing to get inside her and she pulls my tie off then rips my shirt aside. The buttons go flying and she’s pushing both the shirt and the suit off my back, as I drop my pants, releasing my throbbing cock.

We never stopped kissing the entire time. I pick her up, carrying her to the couch by the door, slipping out of the trousers entirely as I walk over. Placing her down, I rip her blouse aside, exposing her bra covered breasts then pull her panties apart and slide into her in one thrust. She gasps, and leans forward to pull me to her chest and I kiss and lick at the top of her breasts as I begin pumping into her with long slow strokes.

“Oh! Yes!! Fuck me!” Moaning, she grasps the hair on the back of my head, pulling my head back and I push forward as I thrust into her as deeply as I could, then wrapping both arms under hers, I begin kissing and sucking at her neck as she digs her nails into my back.

We’re both panting, our breath heavy, and sweating, the couch drenched in our fluids, my arm slips slightly as I raise myself to look at the lovely thing under me, our eyes meet and our gaze lock for a moment before I kiss her, pushing my tongue into her mouth as she sucks on it eagerly. We moan into each others mouths “Hmmph…”

We’re thrusting our hips in time and slowly increasing in pace. Wrapping her legs around my ass, she starts pulling my hips down towards her with her and I respond eagerly, pumping into her faster and faster as I draw close. “Aargh!” I yell out as I cum, pumping ropes and ropes of cum in her, I thrust into her hard each time.

This pushes her over the edge as well and she screams as she orgasms.I slump over, face down on her chest and we just lay there, riding out the rest of the wave of pleasure.

Afterwards, as buckling on my belt and picking up my shirt, she’s holding hers close, blushing. “I’ve never done that before.”
I raise an eyebrow as I look back at her. “Sex?”
“No~ I mean.. that” She says as she waves a hand around, indicating everything that just happened. Her other still holding her shirt close, almost demurely which was amusing to me.

I pull on the suit “I can’t say I haven’t. But it’s been a while” then held a hand out to her “Come on, I’ll take you home.”
When she takes my hand and I pull her to her feet, I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her close then bent down to whisper in her ear “or would you rather go back to my place”

She blushes harder and I can feel the heat from her face as she answers timidly “Anywhere you want.”

NSFW: yes

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