If my booty was the object of desire before, then my breasts became the center of attention. Understanding this, I started to show them off more attractively. Whether with a low-cut top, an unbuttoned shirt, or a good lace bra, etc. The truth is that I feel very comfortable and, while I don't like being coarse, I like to provoke. If there's any woman reading this who will understand me. What better than being desired by others.
I usually work with blouses, as one pair of pants and a blouse gives a more managerial image. By using light-colored blouses and lace bras, my nipples often become too transparent. I used to wear a tank top underneath to avoid this, but one day, and I think it was my husband who encouraged me, I decided to stop wearing them. The reactions were diverse. From catcalls on the street to witty compliments. But the best was in the office. At first, no one said anything to me, but I could tell how they were looking at me.
I have a good relationship with the girls in the office, especially with two of them since I try to maintain distance from the staff as a manager. However, after so many years, it's hard for me, especially with those who have been with me for a long time in the company. One of the girls always flatters me about how I dress or style myself. It's more than once that I've fantasized that she was lesbian because of how she looks at me, talks to me, and even touches me. She tells me she'd like to have my body. With the other one, it's the best, but less outgoing.
The thing is that one day my colleague, the more outgoing one, says, 'Hey babe, your breasts are already known by everyone here, you can come without a bra, it's the same.' And between laughs, the matter was left there.
Another day she comes and says, 'We were talking to the guys in the kitchen and suddenly the topic of your breasts came up. You have them all crazy, but Juan (by naming him), said that what turns him on most is when you mark your thong.' At beginning I was left frozen, but once the topic was digested, it started to appeal to me. The truth is that I had entered the game of warming everyone up, and I was enjoying it.
From that day on, I started paying attention to the gazes. Thus, I noticed one of my bosses looking at my ass every time he turned around. More than once I caught a colleague staring at me. It was hard for them not to look without me noticing, but always someone would catch me off guard. Up until then it was just a game.
But everything changed the day I forgot to put on a bra. Many times I wear muscular tops without a bra, but if they're white or very light, I always wear a loose shirt over them so it's not too noticeable. As I said before, I like to provoke without being too obvious. That day I wore the white muscular top without a bra and in a rush I left for the street like that. I got into my car and arrived at the office as if nothing was wrong.
I enter the office and start working. Until that moment, my colleagues' gazes were always the same. I took it as just another day. Around 10 am, I'm at the coffee machine and my colleague approaches me. Taking advantage of the fact that we were alone, she says to me, You're a daughter of... , everyone's talking about how you came in today. You look like you're wearing nothing. I envy your boldness. She finishes saying this and I realize I forgot to put on my loose shirt. I tell her this and we start laughing between us. I say, I want to die, it was an accident. I'm in a panic and it's already been over an hour and a half since I've been walking around the office without anything to wear. This is a disaster. I get out of there, go back to my car, as I always have something with me, and the only thing that was left was a GAP swimsuit that had been in the trunk for months (winter). Honestly, I panicked. I didn't know if I should go back into the office, go home, put on the swimsuit. Suddenly I felt vulgar. I had crossed the limit of seduction to transform myself into Promiscuous. In other circumstances, I think I would have I grabbed the car and would have gone to my house. At least to change. But that day was complicated. It was closing time and in no time, the bosses were going to arrive to start asking me things about it.
So I gritted my teeth and literally put my chest up against the bullets.
I tried to stay as quiet as possible. If I needed a photocopy or wanted a coffee, I would ask my colleague (Jime), who knowing what was happening gave me a tremendous hand.
At around noon, the bosses arrived, and as expected, one of them called me after a while. When I entered his office, he literally ate me up with his eyes. Although he didn't say anything, I realized how he was looking at me. Plus, since it's summer, the air is hot, which in my circumstances didn't favor me at all.
At one point, while reading an report, I looked up and saw him staring at my breasts. I stayed looking at him without knowing what to say, there was a silence of 2 or 3 seconds, and when he came back to himself, he asked for forgiveness. With those apologies, I whitewashed the situation.
I tell you that my new boss is 42 years old. He's not an ugly person; he has a certain charm, but never insinuates anything with me. Since it's been a month since he became my boss, so even if I sometimes fantasize about him, it was just a fantasy like the one I could have with the systems or security guy...
That day we broke that barrier and when he asked for forgiveness, he was assuming he was looking at my tits. I don't know why, but instead of saying nothing, I automatically replied excuse me too, you're coming in so suddenly and it's obvious I forgot something. I finished saying this and automatically wanted to throw myself out the window. But I didn't stay there, my boss answered, no, no apologize, you're always an extra motivation and today more than ever. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry or act silly. Automatically, I started laughing. Like that short chat got rid of any remaining embarrassment I might have had. arrive at having it. But it didn't stay there, I counterattacked right away. “Since you knew me, I haven't stopped looking at your boobs, actually none of us have stopped looking at them. Every time a client or colleague visits me, they make some comment about you. I love that you're so uninhibited. The only thing missing is for you to go out with your boss to be the ideal employee”. Ready, I had played it, and I wasn't going to take a step back. I tell him jokingly “I'm the perfect employee”. I ended the conversation and went back to my desk.
Days passed and my boss didn't say anything to me again. Everything was like before.
On one hand, I felt relieved, but on the other, the thrill of the game was killing me.
So days passed and the day of the party arrived. That day we let all the employees leave early so they could get ready since many live far away.
I got home late, so I had to change quickly. I put on a strapless flowered dress, obviously without a bra, a nice thong, and sandals. The dress, although it was strapless, was quite conservative. It accentuated my curves because it's fitted, but that's all. I greeted my husband, my daughter, and left the house.
I arrived at the car and realized I had left the keys in the other purse. To be honest, I didn't feel like going back to get them, so I hailed a taxi and went.
The party was at a boliche in Palermo, those where you can eat first and then clear the tables for dancing. Dinner was normal, and since I didn't have my car, I took advantage of taking some beers. When they started playing music for dancing, I bought a Fernet and started dancing with the girls.
At that moment, the boliche filled up because they let in people who hadn't eaten. So we lost half of our coworkers. Many took advantage of it and left at that moment. I stayed with the girls dancing and suddenly a group of guys approached us to dance. Since I like those games, I accepted the one who stood next to me and We danced for a bit. The guy was taking advantage of the opportunity to rub against me whenever he could, and I was pretending to be distracted and supporting his breasts. At one point, he grabbed my waist, but his hand went a little lower than normal, so I ended the dance session and went to the bathroom. When I was coming back from the bathroom, my boss crossed my path on the way. Half-surprised, because I thought he had already left, I said, I thought you'd gone. - No, I'm still here taking something. Would you like a beer or something? Because I saw that you were taking these at the end. - Ha ha ha, since I didn't come with my car, so I can drink quietly. - What do you want to drink? he asked. - A Fernet. While we were drinking at the bar, I realized he was coming up close to talk to me really closely. Although the music was loud, it was clear that he was taking advantage of the situation to get closer. Since I like to warm things up, I took advantage and when I answered him, I leaned my breasts against his arm. I knew since I wasn't wearing a bra they could feel wonderful. At one point, he put his hand on my back, but I took it as normal. Although the truth is that I was a little uncomfortable because I was afraid someone might see us. In this way, we kept chatting for a bit until at one point I noticed his hand going down. After a while, it was already at my waist level, at the height of my thong. I stayed because I wanted to see if he would keep going, until at one point I noticed that his palm was at the height where my booty starts, but his fingers were resting on a cheek. I pretended not to notice and taking advantage that my Fernet had run out, I said, I'm going to go find the girls. It seemed like he realized what was happening and said, I thought you didn't mind if I grabbed your waist, sorry. And he took his hand away. I laughed and with my best silly face, I said, No, it doesn't bother me at all, there's trust, I already told you I'm the perfect employee, and we both laughed together. Since our drinks had run out, he suggested going to buy another one. When we were... We're approaching the box and there was a Booty of at least 6 or 7 people, and the place was exploding with people. It had been at least 2 hours since dinner ended, and I'd just started talking to my boss. I got in line and my boss behind me. He was right up against me but hardly touched me. At one point someone pushed him and I felt a light bump. I didn't say anything. A little later he put his hand on my waist, very timidly. I didn't say anything. And I could feel him getting closer. In one or two opportunities I felt like he brushed against me. I let him go. But it seemed like he wasn't giving up and at one point I took advantage of the crowd's movement and he grabbed me again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my Booty. To be honest, I was getting hot and letting myself go. I pretended to be distracted and started moving to the music. My Booty rubbed against his cock and I could feel it perfectly. At that moment we reached the box. We paid and went to order drinks. I managed to get a spot at the bar and my boss behind me kept pressing against me. It was obvious he didn't want to miss an opportunity. He gave us our drinks and when I turned around, I was face to face with him. At one point I thought he was going to kiss me and honestly it scared me. I was afraid someone would see us. I wanted to end the situation so I told him I was going to go find the girls, that I was scared someone would see us and that it would be a topic of discussion at the office on Monday. He said he understood, that it was a shame but true. At that moment I don't know what went through my head, but I said something like well you can take me home anyway. Can you? And he responded of course, let me know when you're ready. Without hesitation I said I'll go find the girls, tell them I'm leaving and we'll leave. Meet me outside. I was going, so we said goodbye and I headed out to the street. Once on the street, I realized I didn't know where my boss's car was, so I had to call him. While I was calling him, I saw his car parked at the corner. The 40 meters from the door to the car felt eternal. I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my mouth because I knew something was going to happen. I had control, but I couldn't do anything after having left him to support and touch me on the ass, and asking him to take me home. The reality is that the alcohol had taken effect. I was quite uninhibited and noticed I was a little wet. The situation had gotten me hot. I got into the car and my boss immediately attacked me verbally. The truth is, I'm hot for you. You've got a great ass, every time you leaned against me it set me on fire. You've been driving me crazy for a while. I didn't know what to say to him. I would have preferred he attack me directly before having to respond. He turned around and gave me a kiss as we stopped at a red light, and we started kissing until the horn of the car behind us interrupted us. And then he said, Let's go to a hotel or my house. The truth is, I thought about it. But it was already late. I didn't want to arrive home at any hour. I didn't know what to say. At the next red light, we repeated it, but this time he started touching me and I did the same. His cock was hard as a mast. He kept insisting on going to a hotel, and I had to tell him no, that it was already late. We repeated this at every red light we stopped at. At one point, I had my strapless bra undone, and if the car didn't have polarized windows, probably more than one car or bus would have seen my tits.
We arrived home and told him to stop a little further ahead, just in a place where there was no light. There we started killing ourselves. I knew I couldn't leave that man like that, so at one point I unbuttoned his pants and left his cock out in the air. It was normal. Not very big or small, but it was hard and wet. I started sucking it in a way that I think helped convince him that I'm the best employee, soon I realized he was about to cum and ended up finishing inside my mouth. I kept sucking until I made sure there was nothing left. My boss seemed exhausted. I adjusted my dress and thanked him for getting close like nothing had happened. He asked if we could repeat it, to which I replied that only time will tell. He understood the message and said, 'stay calm, this doesn't change anything in our working relationship. See you on Monday'. I got out of the car. And when I entered, I saw him leaving.
I usually work with blouses, as one pair of pants and a blouse gives a more managerial image. By using light-colored blouses and lace bras, my nipples often become too transparent. I used to wear a tank top underneath to avoid this, but one day, and I think it was my husband who encouraged me, I decided to stop wearing them. The reactions were diverse. From catcalls on the street to witty compliments. But the best was in the office. At first, no one said anything to me, but I could tell how they were looking at me.
I have a good relationship with the girls in the office, especially with two of them since I try to maintain distance from the staff as a manager. However, after so many years, it's hard for me, especially with those who have been with me for a long time in the company. One of the girls always flatters me about how I dress or style myself. It's more than once that I've fantasized that she was lesbian because of how she looks at me, talks to me, and even touches me. She tells me she'd like to have my body. With the other one, it's the best, but less outgoing.
The thing is that one day my colleague, the more outgoing one, says, 'Hey babe, your breasts are already known by everyone here, you can come without a bra, it's the same.' And between laughs, the matter was left there.
Another day she comes and says, 'We were talking to the guys in the kitchen and suddenly the topic of your breasts came up. You have them all crazy, but Juan (by naming him), said that what turns him on most is when you mark your thong.' At beginning I was left frozen, but once the topic was digested, it started to appeal to me. The truth is that I had entered the game of warming everyone up, and I was enjoying it.
From that day on, I started paying attention to the gazes. Thus, I noticed one of my bosses looking at my ass every time he turned around. More than once I caught a colleague staring at me. It was hard for them not to look without me noticing, but always someone would catch me off guard. Up until then it was just a game.
But everything changed the day I forgot to put on a bra. Many times I wear muscular tops without a bra, but if they're white or very light, I always wear a loose shirt over them so it's not too noticeable. As I said before, I like to provoke without being too obvious. That day I wore the white muscular top without a bra and in a rush I left for the street like that. I got into my car and arrived at the office as if nothing was wrong.
I enter the office and start working. Until that moment, my colleagues' gazes were always the same. I took it as just another day. Around 10 am, I'm at the coffee machine and my colleague approaches me. Taking advantage of the fact that we were alone, she says to me, You're a daughter of... , everyone's talking about how you came in today. You look like you're wearing nothing. I envy your boldness. She finishes saying this and I realize I forgot to put on my loose shirt. I tell her this and we start laughing between us. I say, I want to die, it was an accident. I'm in a panic and it's already been over an hour and a half since I've been walking around the office without anything to wear. This is a disaster. I get out of there, go back to my car, as I always have something with me, and the only thing that was left was a GAP swimsuit that had been in the trunk for months (winter). Honestly, I panicked. I didn't know if I should go back into the office, go home, put on the swimsuit. Suddenly I felt vulgar. I had crossed the limit of seduction to transform myself into Promiscuous. In other circumstances, I think I would have I grabbed the car and would have gone to my house. At least to change. But that day was complicated. It was closing time and in no time, the bosses were going to arrive to start asking me things about it.
So I gritted my teeth and literally put my chest up against the bullets.
I tried to stay as quiet as possible. If I needed a photocopy or wanted a coffee, I would ask my colleague (Jime), who knowing what was happening gave me a tremendous hand.
At around noon, the bosses arrived, and as expected, one of them called me after a while. When I entered his office, he literally ate me up with his eyes. Although he didn't say anything, I realized how he was looking at me. Plus, since it's summer, the air is hot, which in my circumstances didn't favor me at all.
At one point, while reading an report, I looked up and saw him staring at my breasts. I stayed looking at him without knowing what to say, there was a silence of 2 or 3 seconds, and when he came back to himself, he asked for forgiveness. With those apologies, I whitewashed the situation.
I tell you that my new boss is 42 years old. He's not an ugly person; he has a certain charm, but never insinuates anything with me. Since it's been a month since he became my boss, so even if I sometimes fantasize about him, it was just a fantasy like the one I could have with the systems or security guy...
That day we broke that barrier and when he asked for forgiveness, he was assuming he was looking at my tits. I don't know why, but instead of saying nothing, I automatically replied excuse me too, you're coming in so suddenly and it's obvious I forgot something. I finished saying this and automatically wanted to throw myself out the window. But I didn't stay there, my boss answered, no, no apologize, you're always an extra motivation and today more than ever. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry or act silly. Automatically, I started laughing. Like that short chat got rid of any remaining embarrassment I might have had. arrive at having it. But it didn't stay there, I counterattacked right away. “Since you knew me, I haven't stopped looking at your boobs, actually none of us have stopped looking at them. Every time a client or colleague visits me, they make some comment about you. I love that you're so uninhibited. The only thing missing is for you to go out with your boss to be the ideal employee”. Ready, I had played it, and I wasn't going to take a step back. I tell him jokingly “I'm the perfect employee”. I ended the conversation and went back to my desk.
Days passed and my boss didn't say anything to me again. Everything was like before.
On one hand, I felt relieved, but on the other, the thrill of the game was killing me.
So days passed and the day of the party arrived. That day we let all the employees leave early so they could get ready since many live far away.
I got home late, so I had to change quickly. I put on a strapless flowered dress, obviously without a bra, a nice thong, and sandals. The dress, although it was strapless, was quite conservative. It accentuated my curves because it's fitted, but that's all. I greeted my husband, my daughter, and left the house.
I arrived at the car and realized I had left the keys in the other purse. To be honest, I didn't feel like going back to get them, so I hailed a taxi and went.
The party was at a boliche in Palermo, those where you can eat first and then clear the tables for dancing. Dinner was normal, and since I didn't have my car, I took advantage of taking some beers. When they started playing music for dancing, I bought a Fernet and started dancing with the girls.
At that moment, the boliche filled up because they let in people who hadn't eaten. So we lost half of our coworkers. Many took advantage of it and left at that moment. I stayed with the girls dancing and suddenly a group of guys approached us to dance. Since I like those games, I accepted the one who stood next to me and We danced for a bit. The guy was taking advantage of the opportunity to rub against me whenever he could, and I was pretending to be distracted and supporting his breasts. At one point, he grabbed my waist, but his hand went a little lower than normal, so I ended the dance session and went to the bathroom. When I was coming back from the bathroom, my boss crossed my path on the way. Half-surprised, because I thought he had already left, I said, I thought you'd gone. - No, I'm still here taking something. Would you like a beer or something? Because I saw that you were taking these at the end. - Ha ha ha, since I didn't come with my car, so I can drink quietly. - What do you want to drink? he asked. - A Fernet. While we were drinking at the bar, I realized he was coming up close to talk to me really closely. Although the music was loud, it was clear that he was taking advantage of the situation to get closer. Since I like to warm things up, I took advantage and when I answered him, I leaned my breasts against his arm. I knew since I wasn't wearing a bra they could feel wonderful. At one point, he put his hand on my back, but I took it as normal. Although the truth is that I was a little uncomfortable because I was afraid someone might see us. In this way, we kept chatting for a bit until at one point I noticed his hand going down. After a while, it was already at my waist level, at the height of my thong. I stayed because I wanted to see if he would keep going, until at one point I noticed that his palm was at the height where my booty starts, but his fingers were resting on a cheek. I pretended not to notice and taking advantage that my Fernet had run out, I said, I'm going to go find the girls. It seemed like he realized what was happening and said, I thought you didn't mind if I grabbed your waist, sorry. And he took his hand away. I laughed and with my best silly face, I said, No, it doesn't bother me at all, there's trust, I already told you I'm the perfect employee, and we both laughed together. Since our drinks had run out, he suggested going to buy another one. When we were... We're approaching the box and there was a Booty of at least 6 or 7 people, and the place was exploding with people. It had been at least 2 hours since dinner ended, and I'd just started talking to my boss. I got in line and my boss behind me. He was right up against me but hardly touched me. At one point someone pushed him and I felt a light bump. I didn't say anything. A little later he put his hand on my waist, very timidly. I didn't say anything. And I could feel him getting closer. In one or two opportunities I felt like he brushed against me. I let him go. But it seemed like he wasn't giving up and at one point I took advantage of the crowd's movement and he grabbed me again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my Booty. To be honest, I was getting hot and letting myself go. I pretended to be distracted and started moving to the music. My Booty rubbed against his cock and I could feel it perfectly. At that moment we reached the box. We paid and went to order drinks. I managed to get a spot at the bar and my boss behind me kept pressing against me. It was obvious he didn't want to miss an opportunity. He gave us our drinks and when I turned around, I was face to face with him. At one point I thought he was going to kiss me and honestly it scared me. I was afraid someone would see us. I wanted to end the situation so I told him I was going to go find the girls, that I was scared someone would see us and that it would be a topic of discussion at the office on Monday. He said he understood, that it was a shame but true. At that moment I don't know what went through my head, but I said something like well you can take me home anyway. Can you? And he responded of course, let me know when you're ready. Without hesitation I said I'll go find the girls, tell them I'm leaving and we'll leave. Meet me outside. I was going, so we said goodbye and I headed out to the street. Once on the street, I realized I didn't know where my boss's car was, so I had to call him. While I was calling him, I saw his car parked at the corner. The 40 meters from the door to the car felt eternal. I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my mouth because I knew something was going to happen. I had control, but I couldn't do anything after having left him to support and touch me on the ass, and asking him to take me home. The reality is that the alcohol had taken effect. I was quite uninhibited and noticed I was a little wet. The situation had gotten me hot. I got into the car and my boss immediately attacked me verbally. The truth is, I'm hot for you. You've got a great ass, every time you leaned against me it set me on fire. You've been driving me crazy for a while. I didn't know what to say to him. I would have preferred he attack me directly before having to respond. He turned around and gave me a kiss as we stopped at a red light, and we started kissing until the horn of the car behind us interrupted us. And then he said, Let's go to a hotel or my house. The truth is, I thought about it. But it was already late. I didn't want to arrive home at any hour. I didn't know what to say. At the next red light, we repeated it, but this time he started touching me and I did the same. His cock was hard as a mast. He kept insisting on going to a hotel, and I had to tell him no, that it was already late. We repeated this at every red light we stopped at. At one point, I had my strapless bra undone, and if the car didn't have polarized windows, probably more than one car or bus would have seen my tits.
We arrived home and told him to stop a little further ahead, just in a place where there was no light. There we started killing ourselves. I knew I couldn't leave that man like that, so at one point I unbuttoned his pants and left his cock out in the air. It was normal. Not very big or small, but it was hard and wet. I started sucking it in a way that I think helped convince him that I'm the best employee, soon I realized he was about to cum and ended up finishing inside my mouth. I kept sucking until I made sure there was nothing left. My boss seemed exhausted. I adjusted my dress and thanked him for getting close like nothing had happened. He asked if we could repeat it, to which I replied that only time will tell. He understood the message and said, 'stay calm, this doesn't change anything in our working relationship. See you on Monday'. I got out of the car. And when I entered, I saw him leaving.
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