Becoming a naked flight attendant

Jasmine began the process of removing her outwear: sneakers, socks, a comfy shirt and denim shorts, leaving her in just her pink panties and matching pink bra. She held up the tiny skirt and deeply sighed as she began to remove her bra first and then her panties. She slid up the skirt and instantly looked at her reflection and immediately saw how little was covered. The skirt covered basically nothing and somehow she felt even more exposed than if she was just completely naked. She thought back to her previous uniform with was a short navy miniskirt with a crease cut up the right side. Her white blouse was sleeveless and typically missing the top two buttons to allow her cleavage to be seen. She also had a red neckerchief tied around her neck to complete her attire. Lastly, she wore stockings that attached to a garter underneath her skirt and completed her outfit with navy heels.

She thought it was a bit a little slutty at the time but compared to what she was going to be wearing now, she would have happily been wearing that for the rest of her life. She put on the hat and found her shoe size in the rows of black heels. She slipped them on and couldn’t help but admire just how sexy she looked. “Shit! I gotta admit I do pull this off.” Her confidence dwindled a bit as she remembered she was at work at quietly said, “I better make bank with this, Kelsey…”

Jasmine looked at her reflection as she focused on her face this time. She let out one more heavy sigh and did her best, professional smile as she ignored that her tits, ass and pussy were all on display for anyone to see. Jasmine put away her shoes in empty locker and placed everything else in her carry-on luggage. She pulled up the handle of the luggage and reached for the door handle. This was her last chance…she could just refuse to do this and just go find something else to do, but she didn’t want to do anything else. She loved being a flight attendant and all of its perks. Losing her dignity was not worth going back to a boring office and making pennies.

She turned the door knob slowly with one last thing on her mind. If her being virtually naked somehow doubled her salary and increased her perks, she might as embrace it. How many strippers or chatroom girls can say they get free room and board plus flights anywhere in the world? With the door no longer hiding her naked body, she saw eyes widen of both men and women as she exited the employee lounge and made her way through the terminal with her luggage and the clinking of her heels with each step. The busy terminal seemed to stop as eyes watched the naked flight attendant with her micro miniskirt and nothing else besides her hat and heels. She smiled a bit as she could feel her tits and ass shaking with each step and admitted to herself that she was enjoying all on eyes on her. She kept a poker face on the outside as she made her way to her gate.