It was summer, so light summer dresses were in. Victoria was only 21 and had tried to look as professional as she could in a summer dress, but her curves were immediately apparent, and even on that first day of full-time work just after she left university, she got a lot of attention. She quite liked it, as long as they kept their hands to themselves and stayed respectful.

But on that first day, Vicki was warned about the co-owners of the business she had just joined. Apparently, she was just the kind of fresh meat they liked. Pretty, curvy, proud of her body and intelligent to boot. Within no time, they’d be stripping her with their eyes, and if she let them, they’d have their hands all over her curves.

But the lady that was showing her round said they would respect her saying no and leave her alone without harming her career with them. Not the worst kind of sleazeball then, but Vicki still didn’t want some middle aged sleazeballs groping and making lewd suggestions at her.

But the two co-owners weren’t middle aged sleazeballs. Vicki was very surprised when she saw them from across the room. They were mid 30s at the oldest, fit, and very cute. But they were intelligent and focussed on the business, without the time to have partner relationships and that made them interesting. She was in a quandary now. She should say no, but the moistness in her cunt when she thought of them would probably mean she’d end up saying yes. She liked sex after all.

I’ve written before about how Vicki struggled with sex during her early sex life, and how it was functional and was for her pleasure in an emotionally unattached way. She fucked her way through school and then university, starting with men, and then progressing to women whilst getting her degree, but at the end of her time at university, she decided partner relationships weren’t for her, and casual sex was in. That’s why the co-owners were interesting. In all likelihood, it would be casual sex, and she was all for that.

She met the co-owners properly on her second day, and it was clear from the outset that they were interested in her, and whilst she did nothing to encourage them that day, she didn’t discourage them either.

On the morning of the third day, she was asked to assist them, and during the morning, they had her bending over to pick things up, stretching for things and generally doing things to show off her body. She knew when she was being checked out, so she gave as good a display as she could whilst having plausible deniability.

She was minded to let them use their hands on her. She decided she would like that. But to her disappointment, nothing else happened that day. She was ready to be groped, but there was nothing.

She spent the evening wondering if she’d done something wrong if they’d decided to leave her alone. In hindsight, it was very strange that she was upset that they had not groped her, and that evening, she got determined to go get their hands on her body.

The two co-owners didn’t arrive at work on the fourth day until about 4pm. Just as Vicki was resigned to not seeing them, they breezed in and got straight down to work.

She wasn’t sure they had seen her, so she needed to interact with them. She had dressed extra flirtily for them; her dress was just a little shorter, showed a little more cleavage and was even tighter on her curves. Surely, they’d get the idea if they saw her.

So, she gingerly knocked on their office door, and asked them if they needed anything, or if she could help. They asked her for a couple of hot drinks, and to find a couple of files for them. She needed help with the files and returned a few minutes later with them and the drinks.

The dark haired one thanked her and closed the door, telling her to stand in the middle of the room where they could see her. She was relieved to still be in the room, so eagerly complied.

The two men had desks facing each other about ten feet apart, and so she stood in between them, facing the dark haired one. She stood upright with her hands to her side, very slightly propelling her tits forward. She was showing a massive cleavage, which they can’t fail to have noticed. She couldn’t see what the light haired one was doing, but the dark haired one was looking right at her, whilst having a discussion with the other owner behind her. She could definitely feel him undressing her with his eyes. After a while, the light haired one asked her to turn to face him, which she did, and could see him undressing her with his eyes too. After another delay, they asked her to turn 90 degrees, so they could view her side on, and then a little later still from the other side.

Her heart leapt when they were interrupted, but it was one of the other employees saying it was home time, so they were all leaving. The two men wished them well, but carried on with work, not addressing Vicki further, and she wasn’t leaving until she was dismissed.

Her heartbeat calmed down again as they carried on working, until she heard the voice of one of them address her by name and tell her that he thought she was “significantly overclothed for her situation”, but they didn’t give her an instruction, just the comment. She decided removing her dress was the correct response to the comment. She lifted the dress up over her head and folded it up carefully, placing it on one of the desks, before taking up her previous position, now standing in a tiny black thong and a black bra with very deep cleavage. She was so pleased she made the underwear choices she had; whilst they weren’t a set, they looked great together.

They had her spend a few minutes facing in each of the four directions, as she realised they were spending less time talking about work and more time checking her body out. She was enjoying her body being the centre of attention.

But then the doubts crept in. “Significantly overclothed”. She started to doubt she had removed enough clothes. Should she take her bra off? What about her panties? She was under no illusion that she’d be naked in minutes but decided in a moment of panic to keep the panties on and lose the bra. She undid the clasp at the back, and then did a big reveal, removing the cups from her tits and giving them the first view of her 32GG tits. She was sure she heard them gasp. She was young; when she took her bra off, her tits hardly moved, and her nipples had been straining against her bra ever since their eyes started undressing her, so her nipples were hard, large and she thought very inviting.

The two men moved round so they were standing immediately facing her, staring down at her proud tits mostly. Now she felt more in control. Their faces had broad smiles, as they took in her firm ripe tits.

She stood there, silently wishing they would reach out and touch them. Her cunt was already more moist than usual under their focussed gaze. She needed more than they had offered so far. She needed a touch, a caress, she needed a mouth on a nipple, she needed a hand to her cunt. She was smoking hot here, and all they were doing was looking.