"What's up chief?" you ask.
You’re wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse that’s knotted in the middle, exposing your tanned stomach and a lot of your ample cleavage that catches the eye of the chief as you lean forward with interest.
“Well I hope you had a nice vacation,” he says not lifting his eyes from your chest. “Good job with the ambassador by the way!”
“Why thanks chief,” you smile crossing your legs giving the chief a lovely view of your thighs and a glimpse of your white lacy panties.
You just love teasing the chief like this. The more you get him to stare the more benefits you get. Plus, you’ve always found him kind of hot. He’s really handsome and fit for a man in his late 50’s, not to mention well dressed and you find that British accent of his very cute.
He stands silent for a while and keeps surveying your body up and down. Then he “drops” some dossiers on the floor. You lean forward to help him pick them up exposing even more of your cleavage. Your tits are almost popping out of your bra and blouse. When you look up to hand the dossiers back you see that the chief is struggling not show the growing bulge in his pants.
He quickly withdraws his eyes and continues the briefing with a sigh of suppressed lust. “I want you to check out a company called “Vanderlay Industries”. Their name shows up here and there in our investigations, way too often.
Vanderlay started as a small latex manufacturer but nowadays they’re a multi billion industry that’s into arms, entertainment, food, import/export you name it. Only legit stuff, but I’ve got a hunch about this and I need you to check it out.”
“Ok chief…,” you say with anticipation.
“The reason I chose you is that uhm… special assets puts you in advantage in infiltrating a manly world such as the corporate one… so you might want to… you know, dress down a bit for this mission.
“Yes sir, not a problem!” you exclaim. You’re used to it. Almost every assignment from the chief or anyone else in this building begins with you visiting wardrobe detail to switch your already sparse outfit for something even more revealing. Even if the mission is just to sort the mail or make a new pot of coffee.
"I have no idea where you should begin, but I'm shure you'll manage... and let's be careful out there!" the chief says and waves you off. |