Bratty Assistant - Candi

She wears her skirts too short. Her blouse is always straining at the buttons. Her hair doesn’t even try to look professional in it’s ludicrous little pigtails. Her stiletto heels are often obscenely tall. Her legs are only ever bare, no tights to be seen.

And there is just So. Much. Pink.

Pink shirt buttons. Pink purse. Pink hair ties to hold her pigtails. Pink hair dye on the ends of those pigtails. Pink nail polish. Pink eye shadow. Pink eyes, somehow. Pink bra and panties.

Why do you know the colour of her underwear? Well, that’d be the issue at the crux of things, wouldn’t it. Despite her generally bimbo appearance, she’s the best personal assistant you’ve ever had, hands down. Your life has genuinely never been easier… except.

Except for the fact that she’s an unbelievable brat. Sarcasm flows like water from her pretty pink lip gloss. The top buttons of her shirt are always undone. Her shirt is just thin enough to show the pink of the bra beneath, and even if it wasn’t, the shirts are always just undersized enough to give peeks of pale flesh and pink fabric. She ‘clumsily’ drops things so she can bend over and almost proudly display her panties with a smirk.

The first time you sat down and a mouth sucked on your balls through the fabric of your pants, you almost had a heart attack. Then, in the time it took you to recover, she’d fished out your cock and was already throating it like a pro.

So now, you expected it when you sat down and heard a muffled voice from under the desk say “Good morning Sir. The reports you requested are in your email inbox.” then a breathy high-pitched moan, followed by soft glucking noises to match the slick throat your cock was being massaged with.