#work clothes
Daily Picture Assignment #24
On Friday, I woke up feeling kind of grumpy. Grumpy in general and grumpy at Reaction Junkie. It was mostly the result of not sleeping long enough or well enough, but also because something he’d said to me when I woke up in the middle of the night gave me a moderate case of the feels.
When I was trying to decide what to wear to work that day, one of my previous DPA posts came to mind. I considered wearing something besides my usual, but because I was grumpy, I initially pushed the idea aside.
Then I realized that this was a perfect opportunity. I should put forth that extra effort, not despite being grumpy with him, but because of it. Deciding to pick an outfit with Reaction Junkie in mind despite not being in the mood is an even better demonstration of my submission than if I were excited about doing it.
So, I put on a cute skirt and heels, and headed out to the office, pleased with myself for being good, even though I hadn’t felt like it.
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Daily Picture Assignment #19
I’m not the biggest fan of my work clothes. I don’t feel like they’re attractive, and I don’t feel attractive in them. I compare myself to all the super well-dressed women I see in the city, with their smart outfits and jewelry and heels, and I find myself lacking.
From time to time I’ll put together an ensemble that I think makes me look both professional and attractive, but I don’t have the time or resources to do that very often. Most of the time, my day-to-day shirt and slacks leave me feeling bleh.
Reaction Junkie, on the other hand,likes how I look in my work clothes. He tells me that I’m sexy, even in those quotidian outfits I don’t put much effort into. I’m going to start believing him and accepting those compliments. What I think about it isn’t relevant. His opinion matters more than mine. What he thinks, goes.
Because he likes my base professional wardrobe so much, it really doesn’t take much for me to push it to the next level of attractiveness for him. I don’t have to put together a fancy outfit. Just wearing a skirt instead of slacks, a button down instead of my normal work shirt, heels instead of flats, and so on.
So, I’m going to accept that I look good in my normal shirt and pants, which will make me more confident, which will, in turn, make me more attractive. In addition, I’m going to start putting forth that (manageable) extra effort to be a sexy AND professional little feminist bitch for Reaction Junkie. He more than deserves it.
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Professional little feminist bitch.
Happy Friday! Reaction Junkie is having another party tonight. It’s a house party, but with kinky folks. So basically a play party. And pizza!
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This is the outfit I wore to the party on Friday. Reaction Junkie let me know in no uncertain terms that he really likes my work clothes (even the ones I think are boring, like a shirt and pants), so I decided to up the ante with this outfit. I wore a skirt, heels, and even put on stockings. I looked damn good.
When we played at the party, Reaction Junkie bent me over a table and tied me to it. He ran his hands all over me before finally pushing my skirt up. My clothes and that treatment made me think of being a secretary being groped by and put on display for higher ups. I loved it.
A couple days later, when we were talking about it, Reaction Junkie told me he positioned me like that so that he could put me on display. I smiled at that. He said he wanted to show off my ass. And he did. Anyone who walked by saw me bent over, ass out for all to see. According to him, men walked by and did “triple takes.”
Reaction Junkie knows just how to cheer a gal up.
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Business sexy outfit from happy hour last week.
Partially targeted at certain people who have a thing for women in professional clothing, and partially because it made me feel powerful and sexy as fuck.
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