Making It Stick

My breasts bounce, ass cheeks quiver softly with each step, as she leads me so suddenly I start to wonder if she forgot to give me one last chance to back out... even though I likely won't take it, I would have still liked to be asked. 'Well, too late now, we're rushing on in, I think, as my ample bosom bounces into view once more. The short leash leaves me little choice but to stand aside the desk, my nakedness on full display before him, leaving me to hope my arousal was not as noticeable as it felt. A point I was keenly aware of, as a drop of moisture ran down the inner thigh of my right leg. Tiffany smiled widely as he loioked us over, carefully keeping a natural demeanour on his face, not letting any emotion show.

"Ok, boss... I know how much you love consistency, ... but our new hire here has a proposition for us. About a bit more revealing option than most would even consider. I hope you'd hear her out."

I resist the urge to sigh as I notice how she broached the subject to him means that I will likely have no viable recourse but to work naked from now on, but one that makes it seem I'm the one eager to see it happen! Not that I dislike the idea... I find it rather surprising and an enjoyable idea, but still... Doing my best to remain casual, I manage to speak up, "Yes, I've been meaning to ask... No one in charge has been willing to let me... You know... be so exposed, and I thought, I'm an adult now, and in a new town, so... why not .."

I trail off as Tiffany interrupts, swiftly and excitedly declares, and I find my mind realises what I just said... words I never even gave thought to. "She's even admitted to wanting to go full-on nudist! She doesn't even care who may see her or stare! Isn't that wild? " I pause, my mind racing at this. While I know that was a possibility we discussed, but never so certain or with such clarity. My boss takes it all in stride, though the corner of his lip rises as Tiffany speaks, letting his feelings be known without even making a face or saying a word. I swallow hard anyway, as arousal and surprise flow through me, and I wait, my heel tapping on the floor is the only sound I hear.

After a few seconds, a smile spreads on his face, "I thinck its a great idea. If she's really interested in working and living in the buff, I'll support it. Unofficially speaking, it would even make us look good in the area to have someone so open. That it's a new hire just sweetins the pot." he puases, his eyes landing on me, and I find myself wondering what he's thinking about, even as I find myself enjoying this more than I'd have expected moments ago. A moment of silence later, he continues, "How about this... lead her around. You know the usual suspects... those that are likely going to cause trouble at seeing her dressed like this. Really put her on display, and make sure she knows what she's getting into... Then, get her down to registration the moment her shifts over."

Tiffany smiles back, and gives my leash a sudden tug, pulling me forward a bit, and I make an involuntary, 'guakk' sound as the collar pulls on me. Tiffany's smile grows wider and almost, dare I say, predatory, as she looks me over. Her free hand rubs along my bosom, and she coes, "Oh, you can count on me! I'll make sure she's never going to change outfits, ever again, sir!"

With that, I find her turning me to face the exit, and giving me a playful shove, leads me back out the way we came... back out into the hall, before so many. My mind races, as the realisation to what just happened kicks in, while my great bounce merely and my high heels loudly announce my every step...