Have an 'accident'

Even at the best of times, Josh could be pretty meek and reserved, and I'm sure his recent break up isn't helping. Megan didn't seem willing to embrace her new role and push Josh over the edge. I'm gonna have to intervene. As the two continue to exchange small talk, a cunning plan formulates in my brain, which causes a grin to light up my face. I move forward and take some steps towards Megan, before pretending to trip. As I stumble, I make sure to aim my half-empty beer bottle at Megan's chest. Beer oozes out of the bottle and onto her once white, now see-through top.

"Mike!" Megan scolded.

"Oh... Hehe. Sorry Meg."

"Fucking hell... You know I'm not wearing a bra?"

Looking down to her chest, I say "Oh, I can tell."

Next, I turned to Josh, who's jaw had just about hit the floor. After a shrug, I said "My bad."

"I gotta change now. Asshole."

"Or do you?" I said.

"What?"

Josh put his hands up. "Guys, if this isn't a good time-"

"No no. Stay."

"Ah... okay then."

"I mean, you are the one who first showed me that video of Megan here."

"Uh yeah... I guess."

"So you deserve a reward, right?"

As his eyes wander around the room, Josh scratches the back of his head. "I uh... This is getting weird."

"Not at all man. This is how Megan and I have worked things out, isn't it Sweetie?"

"Uh... I guess." Megan replied.

"Go on. Show him what you are now."

"W-what do you mean?"

After a sigh, I moved behind Megan and then gripped the hem of her top. "I think we need to get rid of this top? I mean it's ruined."

My hands then pull it off, flaunting her massive mounds to my gobsmacked co-worker. She covered them with her arms, but I quickly yanked them away to make sure Josh got a good view of my little slut.

"Now Josh, anything you want to do with this whore, just say. She is to serve you to the best of her abilities, aren't you Meg?"

With a defeated sigh, Megan said "Yes. Whatever you want, Josh."