Fully nude

I threw my hands down, one to cover my ass and the other to my genitals. Though that was harder than it seemed, in more ways than one. Not only was my large erection difficult to cover with just one hand, but only, maybe twenty seconds ago, I had nearly cum in the corridor. My cock was yearning for release. Any stimulation was a risk, and If I made myself cum right now I'd definitely get caught, and It'd be a much worse look than just being caught naked.

WTF JUST HAPPENED TO ME?!!

_A: _Where did his shirt go?

_D: _Orbital, I think.

"And that, dear is the windtunnel. Also known as stairwell Katrina."

"Hahaha! No doubt after the hurricane?"

"No after Katrina in accounting. Lovely lady, great legs, sometimes forgets to wear panties."

"Oh wow! Tell me more!"

I crouched down so that my legs would cover my crotch without having to touch my dick.

SHIT!!

_D: _You'd think ticking a bucket list item would make him happier.

_A: _Which item?

_D: _Being naked at work.

_A: _Didn't he do that last time?

_D: _Oh, his office doesn't count. He is an exhibitionist after all. Even if he won't admit it.

I clambered up a couple of steps for extra cover.

"Oh, I could tell you a LOT more... But I'm heading upstairs and you're going down."

"Yeah, there is that."

?!!

_A: _Guessing the fantasy of being naked at work and the reality of being caught naked at work is quite different.

_D: _Yup, especially if they're junior staff.

_A: _Indeed.

Suddenly to my right, up the stairs on the next floor, my shirt landed with a F-lump! on the stair railing.

What?! My shirt!!! Oh, thank god!

_D: _Did your lot have anything to do with that?

_A: _Nope. It's called gravity.

"You could walk upstairs with me."

What?!! No!! It's falling!

I lunged forward up the stairs, practically crawling, the tip of my knob hit a couple of steps. I reached out desperately.