Katherine watched Mr. Peterson walked across the room right towards her, though she wasn’t sure exactly how she herself had arrived at the party.
She was still trying to piece things together when he arrived in front of her.
“Ah, you’re looking beautiful tonight Katherine.” He said with a smile on his wrinkled face.
He was the senior partner at the law firm, well into his sixties. Balding, fat, but smart as a whip and fast on his mental feet. Just the kind of senior partner that brought in millions of business to the firm.
Katherine was… was… she furrowed her brow trying to remember, she’d joined the firm six months ago… right out of… school… law school?
“I must say I do enjoy the way you’ve put yourself together tonight.” he continued without concern for the fact she hadn’t said anything yet.
She looked down at herself to see what he was talking about and saw the two large globes on her chest, contained by the tiny top and then the short skirt the revealed almost everything. Her feet were adored with matching high heel shoes that forced her ass out.
“Uh… thank you?” she finally managed to get out, still confused as to what was going on.
Before she could say, or do anything else, he stepped in beside her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and then placed his hand on her ass.
She was so surprised, that when he took a step forward, she just followed along without thinking about it.
“You know I’ve been looking forward to your return from the orientation sessions. I’ve been without a capable secretary for months!”
Secretary? She wasn’t a secretary… was she? She was a lawyer… or at least… on her way to being one?
Her confusion only grew and the pleasant feeling coming from his hand on her ass only made it harder to think.
“You.. you have? But…” she started to protest but then he gave her ass a squeeze and she bit her lower lip to avoid letting out a squeal.
Before she knew it they had come to a stop and were standing in a circle with three other men and three other women.
The three men were the other senior partners… the three women their secretaries.
The men started talking and Katherine wanted to inturrupt, but something stopped her, so she looked around at the other secretaries, all of which where enraptured by the men they stood beside.
Janice was the oldest of them, mid-forties, and obviously had a lot of work done over the years. Her breasts were huge, her skin tight, and Katherine thought she could see small scares along her neck from a face lift, and her hair was a bad dye job, but almost white from all the bleach. She was poured into a long flowing white dress covered with sequins.
Donna was in her thirties, a good ten years older than Katherine, but a very prim and proper looking brunette. She obviously had fake breasts, but they weren’t as big as Janice’s. She was wrapped in a tight red dress that showed off her long legs.
Heather was a smaller asian woman, it was harder to tell how old she was, but she couldn’t be much over thirty if not still in her late twenties. Her jet black hair was done up in a bun with chop sticks holding it together and she ware a bright gold and yellow dress with intricate stitching on of various oriental patterns.
“So Katherine, those are some nice looking tits you’ve got there.” one of the other senior partners, then one standing beside Jancie, finally saying, addressing her.
She was so shocked she hardly realized her lips had moved to respond before the words were out of her mouth, “Thank you Sir. And please, call me Kat.”
She didn’t even notice that as soon as the complement had been spoken that hse’d pushed her chest out.
“Well Kat, tell me, what would you do if your boss suggested that you should wrap those fine tits of yours around his dick?” another senior partner said, this time the one beside Donna.
Katherine was so confused, how could the senior partners be talking to her like this? But before she could do anything, her answer was already out of her mouth.
“I’d be honored of course Sir. Being of use to my boss is the most important part of my job.”
She wanted to turn and run away, but her feet refused to budge.
“And what if your boss told you to go and be of use to one of the other senior partners for a while?” the final partner asked.
“I’d of course obey Sir… Obedience is bliss.”
A chorous of three more voices came as she finished talking, “Obedience is bliss.”, the repeated.
A shiver ran through her body as she watched a similar response come over the other secretaries.
“Good girl Kat. Why don’t we go to my car and see if you can be of use for a bit.” Mr. Peterson, her boss, said as he squeezed her ass once more.
“Of course Sir, I’d happy to be of use.” Kat replied and snuggled in to the side of her boss.
A smile crossed her lips as they walked towards the doors, she was finally going to be of use, and there was nothing better that Kat could think of to be.
