Lyndsay walked into her new office job thirty minutes early for her first day. She had gone out the night before and bought a brand new outfit for this occasion, a suit with knee length skirt, and vest, white blouse and a jacket that she wasn't wearing today. Lyndsay loved the suit, she thought she looked great in it, with her high heels and push up bra on she knew that all the guys were watching her and that a lot of the women were making mental notes for their next shopping trips.
When Lyndsay got to the front desk the manager of the office came out to greet her. Tom Burgis walked up to her and they shook hands, He was a middle aged guy, brown hair that was starting to thin out and dark brown eyes. Lyndsay thought he was pretty good looking and smiled to herself when she noticed him checking her out. Mr. Burgis explained that she would be his personal assistant helping with all sorts of different jobs and assignments. He opened the hallway door and let her go through first, explaining his office was at the end of the hall on the left. Lyndsay nodded and walked down the hall slowly, swaying her hips a little more than normal, she could feel his eyes undressing her from behind. Lyndsay reached the office and quickly pulled her red hair out of the pony tail she had it in and rearranged it into pig tails, she checked herself out in the mirror quickly before Tom got into the office and closed the door. Mr. Burgis set down a big stack of papers on his desk, the standard first day paperwork
"Well Lyndsay, we have a lot of paper to go through, we might be in here for a while, would you like something to drink?" He asked.
"Just a cup of water please." Lyndsay responded back. Mr. Burgis brought her a cup of water from the cooler on the other end of the room. They started to go through the details on the forms he had brought in.
"OK, so I just have to go over the basics with you first to make sure we have everything right, your name is Lyndsay Nickleson, born January 5 1989, is that right?" he asked. Lyndsay nodded her agreement to the details
"Yes sir Mr. Burgis, that's me."she replied
"And it says here your last employer was... 'Club Hypnotique'? What's that?" he asked her. Lyndsay giggled to herself, she knew that he already had the answer to this in his file, she had gone over it with the lady who had done her interviews, she decided to have a bit of fun with him.
"Well I worked there when I was in college, started when I was 18, it's a strip club downtown, I started out as a waitress, then when I got some more confidence I moved on stage and started dancing" Lyndsay always included that on her resume, she had gotten at least 4 interviews with guys who did hiring because they wanted to see a former stripper up close, or at least that was her theory.
"Then when I turned 19 I started to do private dances and finally when one of the managers left I took over her position." Lyndsay could tell that he was picturing her naked at this point, he was obviously thinking about her big 36D tits in his face. Lyndsay herself was starting to get turned on though, thinking about how much she was driving him nuts. They kept up on the paperwork, until Mr. Burgis had to show her something on his computer, she moved around to his side of the desk and 'accidentally' spilled her water in his lap
"oh jeez, I'm so sorry Mr. Burgis! I'll clean that up, hold on." Lyndsay got some paper towels from the other side of the room and came back, slowly wiping up the water from his pants all around his now throbbing cock, she bent over move, making sure that her tits were giving him a good show.
"There all better." she said putting the paper towel in the garbage and sitting down beside him again. Mr. Burgis did his best to keep going through the information at hand.
A couple hours later, Lyndsay was back on the opposite side of the desk and she stretched out her leg, meeting his under the desk she rubbed her bare leg up his, catching his eye over the desk, she smiled.
"Lyndsay, what are you doing?" Tom asked uneasily.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did you want me to stop?" Lyndsay replied mischievously. Tom shook his head
"No, no that's good..." he replied, Lyndsay pulled her shoe off and worked her foot up to his crotch, slowly rubbing it up and down his hard shaft.