Kate didn't mean to dress so slutty and sexy on her first day at the office, but it seemed like even when she tried to dress modestly in her white button down and short skirt, her skirt would ride up to show her round ass and the buttons would gap to show her voluptuous breasts.

At 5"3 she was small but curvy. Her curves outshined any supermodel on the catwalk. Her round and supple breasts just barely spilled over her DD cups, and her nipples were often hard, showing the world the beautiful small perky outline.

She had been waitressing in her small towns equivalent for Hooters for three years, since she had gotten kicked out of the house at 18, only three weeks after she had graduated high school. Her mother said it was because of her lack of desire for the future, aka not going to college, but Kate knew it was because her mom's boyfriend checked out her tits too often.

Kate's dad had been out of the picture since she was three, and her mom had worked hard to support Kate and her younger brothers, but that had left her looking tired and older than she was. It was understandable that she was threatened by her beautiful daughter with the perky tits, round ass and tightest cunt around.

As Kate was leaving, her mother's boyfriend, John, hugged her a little too tight and lingered his hand on her ass. She knew it was probably best, at that moment, to leave before one day she succumbed to the handsome man, ten years her mom's junior, and ended up on her back with his cock inside her, screaming with pleasure.

Kate had been doing alright at her waitressing job, but at 21 she knew it was time to grow up. She had recently started dating a guy, Jonathon, who was a serious lawyer. He had just graduated law school after several hard years studying and now was on his way to do great things. He had been out celebrating his promotion when they met and she knew she was supposed to be a one night stand but the sex was mind blowing for them both so they kept fucking and eventually it led to something. He was happy that at the thought of having a sex goddess AND a respectable girl. He recommended her to a sister company and it wasn't long before she aced an interview, and was shortly thereafter on her way to her first day.

So there she was, dressed somewhat office appropraitely, at her first job. She took a deep breath and walked through the doors.

Her boss greeted her in the lobby, a nice lady about the same age as her mom, and led her to her cubicle.

"We are so happy to have you here, Kate," she said excitedly. "We think you will be a great fit. Here is you desk, and the IT guy will be over here soon to set up your phone and everything."

"Great!" Kate said, and sat patiently waiting.

Her desk was right next to the printer, which could be annoying, but she was happy that she could meet so many new faces so easily. She smiled and introduced herself to many as they came buy, and then got lost in organizing all her office-y stuff, like pens and post-it notes, when she heard a deep voice from behind.

"Well hello there-" he said, as he looked over at her name plate. "Kate Marrow." She loved the way he said her name instantly.

She could barely speak. She had introduced herself to at least 20 different people this morning but she couldn't get a word out.

He stook 6'3, green eyes, and was obviously very built underneath his starched white shirt.

"H-h-hello," she stammered.

He smiled as if he knew exactly what she was thinking, like she was undressing him with her eyes, which she was. He was in his mid-forties but that didn't take away at all from his sexyness. In fact in made him more sexy, thinking of all the women he surely pleasured and made cum and scream and cum again in his life time. But he looked way too important to just be the IT guy.

"I'm Ian. The director of IT. My guy is out sick today so you will have to make do with me setting up you stuff. Nice to meet you."

She smiled, still unable to speak.

"Well you will have to get up in order for me to set up your computer and phone young lady," and he smiled coyly, as if he had just asked her to undress, which she would have gladly done.

As she stood up she felt her skirt ride up and she watched his eyes follow her skirt right up. She pulled it down quickly. He didn't look away. She blushed and cleared and her throat. It made her so horny she could barely stand, but she was also intimidated by this strong man who was very clear with his desire. Then, as he took the mouse, she saw the glimmering gold ring on his left hand.

Oh shit, she thought. She didn't want to start something with a married man. Maybe I have this all wrong, she thought.

Ian set up her computer quickly, and told her to come by his office before lunch if she had any questions. She smiled politely, and said thank you.

It didn't take her long to figure everything out, and the hours ticked by. She began getting ready to go to lunch at noon, as the office was completely empty with everyone off on their lunch dates. She didn't have lunch plans, but figured she could walk around and get to know the place. Then, a message popped up from the inter-office messenger that Ian had set up.

"You got everything figured out?"

"Yes, Sir. Thank you very much for all of your help." she answered.

"Awe, too bad. I was hoping to see you in my office... "

This was clear flirting. She wasn't wrong! But a married man? And she had a boyfriend. But there was something about Ian that Jonathon just couldn't do for her. Oh well, she thought, harmless flirting. It's not like they would end up doing anything in the office. What could it hurt?

"Oh yeah? Why is that... does it have to do with what you were staring at under my skirt earlier?"

"It might be... I would love to see what's underneath that skirt sometime... are you wearing panties"

"Of course! What do you think I am... some sort of office slut?" she typed.

"I was hoping... " he wrote back. Then, "Take them off."

She thought he was kidding, and laughed. "ok... "

"I can see you from my office. I am serious. Take off your panties, slut."

She looked behind her. She could barely see his office, just a sliver in the corner, behind a mostly closed door. He was watching her.

She was so wet she didn't know what do to.

"Take off your panties, carry them across the office and put them on my desk, slut."

This was crazy, she thought. But somehow, she found herself standing up, shimmying out of her red panties covered in her juices, and carrying them across the office.

She walked into his office and put them on his desk. She expected him to grab her and kiss her or be excited, but he just looked at her coldly and said, "Good slut. Now go make me a copy of this."

She took the paper, stunned, and turned around, walking back to the copier, feeling her pussy drip.

As she started to make a copy like he asked, she looked at the paper. It was titled, "Office Slut Rules"

1) You will shave you cunt freshly every morning for me.

2) You will place your panties on my desk every morning every you complete your morning masturbation. In the office. Don't be quiet about it.

3) You will make copies when I ask, bending over far so everyone can see you juicey slit.

4) You will get a tattoo of my choosing as a tramp stamp. It will say something about the slut you are.

5) You will do as I say, fuck as I say, and suck my dick when I say.

x_____________________________

Kate couldn't believe it. She wasn't signing this. This was crazy. But as she walked back to his office, and set it on his desk, she found herself picking up a pen as he stared at her, and signing on the dotted line.

"Go back to your desk slut." he said with no emotion.

She walked back, and sat down. Another message popped up.

"I'm touching my cock right now. I want you to touch yourself too."

Kate looked around, people were starting to return from lunch. She couldn't be doing this in her new office on the first day.

"Do it slut" another message said.

Her fingers slowly found there way into her skirt and she begin running them over her clit, lightly moaning.

"Are you ok in there, Kate?" Her boss called out.

She turned bright red. She didn't know she had returned.

"Oh yes ma'am! I am fine!"

Another message popped up.

"You won't be fine until you cum... cum for me baby"

She flicked her clit vigorously until she came hard, only to look over and find Ian standing at the printer, staring at her. He walked over, bent down, slid his hand up her skirt and felt her soaking went pussy. He slid his out, covered in her cum, and licked his fingers. "Good girl." he whispered. And walked back into his office.