Zoe had only just left Uni after crashing out of her Law Degree. The last thing she really wanted to do was get a job, but her mum was adamant that she had to go to work and stop relying on them or she had to find somewhere else to live. Zoe was only 22 but had recently borrowed £10,000 from her dad to have her boobs enhanced. Zoe she was the apple of his eye but he had to agree that she had to work and pay back the money she had borrowed.
Zoe applied for various roles but with no experience she found it tough. All she wanted was an opportunity to prove her worth in whatever way she could.
After months of trying, she finally got a job at Mason & Co Accountants. She enjoyed the work, and it was full of friendly people, and the interview with the owner Brian had been a breeze. She often wondered whether Brian had given her the job based on her CV or her looks, but she really didn't care. Zoe got lots of attention in the office, and with her slim petite figure and her 36DD boobs she relished the adoring looks the guys gave her, and many of the girls too.
One afternoon she went into the kitchen to have her lunch and Brian was there on the phone having a heated argument with someone. He hastily ended the call, and he was clearly in a bad mood as she tried not to engage eye contact for fear, he would think she was being nosy.
She sat down to eat as he stood just yards away from her flicking through his messages, clearly agitated by his call. She glanced up unsure whether to say anything and she couldn't help but notice the bulge in his jeans. Brian always looked smart. He was 57 years old but always dressed smart in nice slim jeans a crisp white shirt with and a tailored jacket. She quickly looked away, but seconds later looked at again as she was both curious and embarrassed at what she was thinking.
He was just there doing his thing, why did his bulge look so big, she wondered what he was doing on his phone and if he was looking at something that turned him on.
Brian caught her eye; Zoe are you going to Pauls leaving party tonight? ......... Urmmmm yes Mr Mason she nervously replied. Good, it will be a good opportunity for you mix with everyone and please call me Brian ok not Mr Mason.
The afternoon went quickly, and Zoe was looking forward to the party, she wasn't sure if she was being paranoid, but she kept seeing Brian walking by her desk much more than usual and her thoughts turned to the earlier viewing of his bulging jeans and what was underneath.
The bar was packed when Zoe got there. She had been late leaving work so by the time she hit the bar it was well after 8pm and everyone was a little drunk. She grabbed a drink at the bar and chatted to a few people as she saw Brian talking to a few of the guys from the shop floor. He looked over and smiled at her and she smiled back. He looked hot as fuck she thought, and as she turned away, she discreetly slipped open two buttons on her blouse so that her huge tits could not be avoided. She was shy but wanted him to see her. She grabbed another drink and chatted to her colleagues but kept an eye on where he was and each time she looked he was staring at her and looking her up and down.
As the night wore on Zoe felt a little drunk. It was getting late, so she grabbed her bag and went outside for some fresh air. She had recently started smoking so she lit up her cigarette and stood taking in the night air feeling slightly better as it was cold outside and fresh.
