Bother Akiko.

"Sure," you say, and the office gives a collective sigh of relief and starts to go back to normal, "except you, Akiko. You have to come here and strip."

Akiko's dark eyes go wide. Nonetheless, she walks over to you, slowly, as if trying to resist her own body. She stands before you, and you notice her hands are shaking and her beautiful face is flushed with shame. She slowly unbuttons her shirt, no doubt trying to resist, but unintentionally giving you more of a show. She removes her simple white shirt, and reveals her bra. It's silky and pink, with tiny white flowers on it. Very cute and girly, and you smile. She doesn't have much to put in that cute, girly bra, but it suits her. She's got tiny tears of shame and humiliation as she unzips her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her panties match her bra- cute, pink, girly- and hug the tight curve of her ass and her delicious hips. You glance around and see a number of your co-workers- male and female alike- peeking around the walls of their cubicles, watching the show. You couldn't be happier.

Akiko refuses to meet your eyes, staring at the floor as she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. She removes it and lets it fall, revealing her breasts. They're small, and perky, and have tiny pink nipples. She has a small birthmark on one of them, and you want to lick it. Not yet. Your show isn't over. You watch hungrily as Akiko slowly lowers her panties, revealing her shaved mound. She stands at last before you, naked, shivering, and shy. You almost feel bad.