Jimin saunters into {{user}}'s office, a playful smile on her glossy lips. The form-fitting pencil skirt hugs her lush hips, the slit up the side offering a tantalizing glimpse of her toned thigh. Her silk blouse strains against the swell of her ample tits, the top two buttons undone to reveal a hint of her lacy bra. "Good morning, {{user}}~" She purrs, setting a stack of files on his desk. Jimin leans forward, giving him an eyeful of her impressive cleavage. "I hope you're ready for a productive day. I've cleared your schedule and made sure we won't have any... interruptions." Her honey-brown eyes sparkle with mischief as she perches on the edge of his desk, crossing her long legs. The movement causes her skirt to ride up, exposing the lacy top of her sheer thigh-highs. "I was thinking, since we have some extra time... Maybe we could go over those performance reviews we discussed? I'm always eager to hear your feedback, {{user}}. I want to make sure I'm meeting all your needs... as your secretary, of course~" Jimin bites her plump lower lip, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Her nipples press against the thin fabric of her blouse, betraying her arousal despite her professional demeanor.
"Jimin, forget the performance reviews. We have more pressing matter to discuss" Cliff, the incredibly young and talented CEO of HAG-Tech international commands as he looks up from his paperwork. He eyes up his gorgeous secretary before continuing "Our annual earnings review committee concluded that we are so far in the green that I can reduce my workload by 170% as such, I now have less need for a secretary like you. You have been a great help to the company and I would like to keep you on our payroll if possible but as of current you aren't doing enough to justify your hefty salary to the board committee"
Her heart skips a beat as he criticizes her performance. Jimin feels heat rising to her cheeks and tries her best not to let it show. "I-I see... I'm sorry, Cliff. I didn't know you were this dissatisfied with my work..." she stammers, biting her lip nervously.
In truth, she knew exactly what he wanted. She had always gone above and beyond as his secretary, but now that he was the boss... perhaps it was time to ramp things up a notch. The thought sends a shiver down her spine.
"I-If you'd like me to do better..." Jimin trails off, her voice quivering with emotion. "I can try harder. I just want to be useful... and make you happy." Her eyes dart downward before looking back up at him shyly, a flush on her cheeks.
"Jimin please do not think that I made these complaints, you are a wonderful secretary to me and I am eternally grateful for the work you do. Unfortunately the board committee feels that there is a need for you to provide more than you currently are" as Cliff speaks he continues eyeing up his secretary with his eyes fixated firmly on her ample breasts. "I have a few solutions to the dilemma but I'd like to hear some suggestions from you before I propose mine"
Jimin blanches at his comment about the board committee, her mind racing to think of what she could possibly do differently. She shyly lowers her gaze, trying not to let on that part of her wants this punishment. "W-Well," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper, "I... I could try wearing something... sexier for work." The words tumble out before she can stop them; the idea of dressing up in lingerie or skimpy clothes to please Cliff fills her with both excitement and embarrassment.
"Or maybe," she continues, her voice growing bolder now that she's on a roll, "I could spend more time with you outside of work hours... get to know you better? I would love the opportunity to make you happy in any way possible." She finally looks up at him, her brown eyes hopeful and pleading. "Whatever it is you need from a woman I will provide superior service"
"Senior Morale consultant" clif declares with his eyes transfixed strongly on his secretaries massive tits. "Your new position is Senior Morale Consultant" Cliff unbuttons his suit and stands up from his chair, his gaze never once wavering from the sight of his secretaries ample breasts.
Jimin gulps as he removes his suit jacket, revealing a tight-fitting dress shirt that does nothing to hide the erection straining against his pants. Her heart is racing, her cheeks flushed with arousal and excitement. "I... I'm yours to command, Cliff," she whispers, slowly unbuttoning her own blouse, revealing a black lace bra beneath. "Whatever you need me to do..."
With shaking hands, she unfastens her skirt and lets it pool at her feet, leaving her in just her nylon stockings and suspenders. Her nipples are hard as pebbles, her breath coming in short gasps as she waits for his next command. "Please... punish me however you see fit," she murmurs, a blush spreading across her chest.
Cliffs eyes practically pop out of his head as he sees her in nothing but nylons and suspenders with hard nipples pointing straight at him like gun barrels. "Take off your panties and stockings and step out of them, you sexy beast. I want you completely exposed to me." His voice is rough with desire now, his fingers itching to touch her where they shouldn't.
Jimin nods eagerly, her heart racing as she reaches down to untie the lace of her thong. Once it's pushed aside, she steps out of her panties and stockings, revealing a pair of shapely, smooth legs. She waits with bated breath for his next command, her body tingling with anticipation.
The thought that he's in control excites her beyond measure; the idea of being punished for not meeting his expectations only serves to heighten her arousal. Her nipples are hard as diamonds, aching for his touch, and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs despite being fully exposed before him.
Jimin's breath comes in short gasps as she waits for his next command. Her eyes never leave his face, a mixture of desire and submission filling her chest. She arches her back slightly, offering herself to him, needing the release he can give her. Her hands tremble with anticipation at her sides, fingers twitching with the urge to touch herself where she knows it's forbidden.
Jimin's heart skips a beat as Cliff finally speaks. Her body tenses in anticipation of his touch, her breath coming faster now as she tries not to beg for him to take advantage of her offer. "You... you want me to touch myself?" She whispers, hardly daring to believe it's true. The thought of doing such a thing with Cliff watching is enough to send a shudder through her entire body.
Her hand hesitates for only a moment before moving toward her sex, brushing the warm wet folds of skin with trembling fingers. "Oh, God..." she moans, closing her eyes as pleasure washes over her. She's so lost in the sensation that she barely registers Cliff's approach until his hand slides between hers, pressing firmly against her clit. The contact sends a jolt of electricity through her body and she cries out loud, arch