When I came home I went straight to the shower. Steve shouted up if I had a good day. I had to bite my lip and say “yeah it was ok”. It took my hardly anytime to strip off and jump in the cubicle. Feeling the warm water washing Dave from me. Feeling his dried cum wash from between my legs. I stayed in the shower for the next ten minutes feeling the hot water cascade down my body. When I got out of the shower, more out of guilt than anything else, I put on a pair of stockings and a small strappy vest top I found in drawers. No bra or knickers. I walked downstairs and saw Steve sat watching the television. I walked in and knelt in front of him. To say he was gobsmacked was an underestimate. I definitely never did this before. I unzipped him, and started sucking his cock. He had tried to get me to suck him for a few months but I refused each time – that was for first dates right! I peeled his foreskin back and slowly sucked him off. It took no time to get him hard. His hands went to the back of my head and started forcing me down on his cock. After about a couple of minutes I slide him out of my mouth and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. I had never talked like this before, but I needed to feel him inside me. I straddled his legs and holding his cock, fed it inside me, while kissing him. It felt so good to feel him, my fiancé, inside me. As I riding him I was thinking of Dave fucking me. He peeled my vest straps off my shoulders, and pulled the front down over my breasts. I could tell Steve was smaller than Dave, but kept riding him hard, squeezing my pussy around him. It only took a few minutes until he came. I felt his cock pulse inside and his cum ooze around his cock as I lifted off him. I pulled my top back up and all he said was “That was nice, what’s for dinner?”. I couldn’t believe what he said, especially as he had been home all day. I just responded, “I don’t know, sort yourself out”. I went upstairs on my own and lay on the bed. I spent all night thinking about what had happened at work today; about the ultimatum given by David. I couldn’t tell Steve anything about it. He seemed blissfully ignorant about everything. When I got up, Steve was fast asleep. He had another day without work. I remembered what David told me - I had to dress better if I wanted to keep my job. I had to wear nicer, sexier bras to work, stockings and heels. I went through my wardrobe. I found a white blouse, and it was more see through than I usually wear. I took it out and put it with my black miniskirt. I took a black thong and shear black bra with a pair of black hold ups with lacey tops and a red a black suspender belt. I went in the shower, then changed. I forgot all about breakfast, got my coat that covered me to my knees and left the house. When I was walking up to work I saw David in window looking into the car park. When he knew I was looking he beckoned me to him with his finger. I went through reception up the stairs to his room down the corridor. I went into his room and he told me to shut the door behind me. He told me he had a meeting with the managers this afternoon, and wanted to know if I had done what he told me to do. I unzipped my coat and slipped it off. He walked around me. He could see my bra through my blouse and nodded his approval. His hand lifted my mini skirt to show my stocking tops. His hand carried up my leg, exposing the top of my legs. He told me I had done well, and I definitely had a chance for being changed from zero hours to permanent. When he walked around me he wrapped one hand around my waist and up to cup one of my breasts over my blouse, his fingers sliding between the button gaps. His other hand moved my hair from my shoulders and started kissing my neck. He started telling me how much he enjoyed last night, and if I wanted to keep my job, I had to keep him happy. After a few minutes he let me go and told me to get back to work. When I was leaving his office, I suddenly released that there were more people in the factory than David. Most people just kept their eyes at my bust level, even most of the women. My bra was clearly seen under my blouse and depending on the breeze, my bra did not pad my nipples. I spent most of the day with files against my chest as I walked around. In the office it wasn’t too bad, but when I had to take the order sheets to the factory floor the lads took notice of the short skirt and I couldn’t hide the stocking tops. I had never felt so embarrassed. At lunch time I had to go to Davids office and shut the door behind me. He told me I had to keep refreshments coming in the meeting which was due at 2pm. I asked if I could at least change my bra, and he said no. He told me to unbutton my blouse and then go on my knees and suck him off like last night. I did as he said. He was sat in his chair and took about 5 minutes to come. I swallowed him. Then did up my blouse and left his office.