Two years ago I got a job as a secretary in a reputable firm. Before I was hired, I had to sign a contract. There was a clause about how I should dress. I couldn't wear pants to work. That was the contract I signed with the boss of the firm. I had to go to work in a skirt or board, wear pantyhose or stockings, and if in a skirt, a white blouse.

The chief always liked women, he always wanted to get under their skirts, but somehow kept himself.

Every morning he always checked how I was dressed. When I came to work I had to go to his office, I had to turn sideways, then lift my skirt and show him what kind of panties I was wearing, what kind of bra I had. When I first started working for him one day I wore a flesh-colored panties and bra instead of white. So he gave me money and sent me to the store to buy new white panties and bra.

I bought beautiful lace panties and a beautiful bra with that money. When I came from the store he called me and I had to change my underwear in front of him.

At first I refused, but he said either I will do it now or I will get a truancy and get fired from work, because I came dressed not according to the contract. So I got scared and started to change in front of him. And he sat there and watched me do it. From that moment I always came dressed according to the statute, he checked me and I went to work in my place.

One day, sitting at the desk, I had nothing to do.

The work I had to do was done and I was out of work. There were no clients, it was empty, only the boss was in his office. There was a plastic glue bottle on the table. It was fifteen centimeters long and three centimeters wide. It looked a lot like a penis. I looked at this bottle, my husband was already two days away on a business trip, then I put my hand under her skirt and started stroking her cunt through her panties.

I spread my legs a little apart to make it easier. It felt good, my body relaxed. Then I moved my panties aside and took this bottle of glue and put it to my cunt. I started twisting it, rubbing it in my cunt. Then I pressed it a little bit and the bottle went under the lips of the cunt, I twisted it sideways and pressed it again and it began to slide into my vagina, my body trembled with pleasure. Twisted again and pushed again. Finally it was almost all hidden, there was a very small end of the bottle left. And then I twisted it around in my vagina.

Suddenly the door began to open, I didn't know what to do and left the glue bottle there, it was good that it was almost all in me. I didn't have time to adjust my panties, I just brought my knees together, sat up normally and adjusted my skirt. When the client came in, I was sitting normally, my hands were on the table, and I was red with a trembling body from fright and pleasure.

The client asked if the chief was there, I said yes and he went to him. When he came in I wanted to get the bottle out of me, I spread my legs and then the chief called me to him. I had to type something urgently, so I got up with the glue bottle in my cunt and started to go to the chief, it was moving there and I was afraid not to fall out.

I lifted the boards in front of the chief's office and adjusted my panties. Now they held the bottle and it could not fall. But still it was strange to walk, I corrected my skirt and entered the chief's office. My heart was pounding, my body was shaking and I walked like a fucked-up woman. I tried to keep my legs wide open.

The chief noticed something was wrong with me, he asked me, but I said it would pass. All right, then, sit down and type here. The client was sitting at the desk. I went to the chair and started to sit down, but as soon as I sat down on the chair I almost screamed, I just took my lip in my teeth and kept silent.

When I sat down, the bottle entered my cunt to the full depth and even reached my uterus, because in my stomach I felt that the bottle was pushed into my uterus. This feeling I had experienced at home once before.

I sat down and was afraid to move, I started typing, my body was shaking and it was very difficult to concentrate. There was a lot of typing and when I finished it, the work was already over.

When I finished, I gave the chief the documents, got up, I felt better and went to the door.