Everything goes as Emily planned.

As Mary entered the conference room, her heels clicking loudly against the polished floor, she felt the weight of all eyes subtly shifting her way. The skintight outfit she now wore clung uncomfortably to her, leaving her feeling more exposed than she would like.

Emily smiled as she slowly walked behind her boss. She had done an flawless job sabotaging the outfit.

Unbeknownst to Mary, the fabric of the blouse was much more sheer than she realized. Taking her seat at the head of the table, she tightened her grip on the folders in her hand, trying to steady her nerves. Embarrassed, Mary quickly takes a seat. Her sudden sitting motion causes the seams of her skirt to stretch to the point of tearing.

Freezing at the faint sound of the seams popping, Mary slowly but awkward adjusts herself into her seat, hoping to avoid drawing any more attention to her predicament.

Mary's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she looked around the table. Luckily for her, it appeared that no one seemed to notice. Reaching to the back of her dress, Mary attempts to subtly assess the damage without drawing further attention, but the fabric had already shifted uncomfortably. She could feel the slight rip along the back, and her heart pounded in her chest.

Just as she was about to continue feeling the back of her dress, a sudden question from Emily jolted her back to thee present. "Is everything alright, Ms. Medel?"

As she straightened up, trying to compose herself, Mary sudden shift caused a button on her blouse to pop loose. Her eyes widened in panic as she clutched at the fabric, desperately trying to cover herself. However, in her **** attempt to cover up, her once subtle tear at the back of her skirt turned into a loud rip, the fabric tearing completely across the seam. The room fell into a stunned silence as the fabric gave way, revealing more than Mary intended. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she sat there, exposed and ****, her hands desperately trying to conceal the damage.

For a moment, she was frozen in place, the shock of the situation sinking in. As she attempted to stand, her heel caught the leg of her chair, causing her to stumble forward awkwardly. The rip in her skirt widened further as she landed flat on the ground her with her exposed bottom in the air.

Emily quickly walked over, feigning concern as she helped Mary to her feet.