A meeting with the team

“In all my years...” Mr. Robertson muttered, shaking his head. “Your performance is sub-par, and now this? This is a respectable law firm, for God’s sake! And here you are, practically naked. What if a client had seen you?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Robertson, truly! It was an accident,” Rachel stammered, hunching forward to cover herself, one hand over her chest and the other cupping her crotch, her cheeks burning. “Please, don’t fire me…”

Mr. Robertson’s expression shifted, his eyes narrowing as a new idea took shape. A way to punish and humiliate her.

“The montly team meeting starts in ten minutes,” he said coldly. “You’ll attend, distribute documents, provide refreshments and handle all the tech.”

Rachel’s eyes widened in horror. “Like this?” she asked, nodding down to her translucent lingerie.

“Exactly like that,” Robertson replied firmly. “And don’t think this excuses you from punishment. My decision about your future in this firm has not yet been made. Now go get the folders and distribute them”.

Rachel blushed at the thought of showing her new attire to the senior partners and the other junior associates.

She grabbed the pile of folders and made her way to the meeting room, moving quickly as to hope no one noticed her. As she was about to leave the partners and associates came streaming in filling the large meeting room. Rachel made a short yelp and tried to hide in the corner. Hands attempting to hide her exposed state.

Mr Robertson began to address the attendees.

“Thank you for coming, as you can see this meeting is a bit different than our regular monthly gathering, Rachel, one of our junior-associates decided to wear a rather… unique… attire today. She will handle refreshments throughout the next hour. Although this will no-doubt serve as a distraction, it is a sorely needed lesson, setting an example for the office for lewd and inappropriate behavior. Now, before we begin, Rachel please remove your knickers and leave them on the table”.

The room was wide eyed at the junior associates exposed appearance. The room was evenly divided between male and female attendees, and yet all seemed to snicker and smile at Rachel.

Blushing furiously Rachel grabbed the hem of her underwear and pulled them to her feet, revealing a well-trimmed red patch of pubic hair, styled in a way it looked like an arrow towards her exposed sex. Left in only her bra, made Rachel even more conscious of her nakedness as she stepped towards the table and left her panties on the edge.

Rachels heart began beating faster, a sudden sting of warmth shot through her back, “Am I getting aroused by this!?”.

As Rachel was trying to rationalize the sensations flowing through her body towards her sex, Mr Robertson interrupted her.

“Good! Now go prepare refreshments” Mr Robertson dismissed her with a wave.