A small, yet significant, idea

As Debbi sat there, she now was fully aware of her exposure, but relished the feeling of the leather seat on her almost naked bottom. The air on her skin gave her chills as well as made her hot. She stroked her belly, wanting to move them up or down, but lacked the courage to do either. Her reverie was broken when Carol returned.

"Deb? You here?" Carol asked, poking her head in.

"Um... Y-Yes. You have my clothes?" Debbi replied.

"Oh, no. Your clothes are gonna take at least an hour unless I take them to a laundromat. But then they could shrink, they could get stolen, or worse burn the place down when unattended."

"Oh, OK. I guess I can wait longer. We just have that meeting at 2pm, right?"

"Yeah. And I gotta say it's weird. You're almost completely hidden by your chair. If it weren't for your legs, I would've thought you weren't here. Guess that makes it easier to work on your underwear, right?" Carol emphasized that last part before walking away.

Debbi didn't turn around, but bit her lip before sighing. She didn't want anyone seeing her like this, and she was thankful she was hidden. Taking a deep breath to clear her mind and calm down, she got back to work. However, an hour later, her mind was once again on her exposure and the fact she was hidden. A sudden thought occurred to her. She could remove knew or both of her remaining articles of clothing, and no one would be the wiser. As long as she didn't turn around, and got dressed before anyone would expect her to leave, she would be fine. But could she go through with it?

Debbi turned her chair side to side as she contemplated. Her hard nipples craved attention, but if she wanted to relive herself, she had to get those panties off. Of course, she could throw all caution to the wind and get completely naked and really have a satisfying climax. All options were tempting, and she now knew she had to pick one...