Openallly Working It

Hesitating for a moment, I look back as she walks off, and just in time to see Tiffany blowing me a kiss before waving and disappearing around the corner. Forcing my shoulders to relax, I realize just how much I was enjoying my exposure and noticing how busy the waiting room is, and now determined not to let my lack of dress stop me from doing my job.

Or at least, I keep telling myself as I let out a sigh, and walk over to one of the unised terminals. I have to walk by more than a few of my co-workers to do so, getting my fair share of attention in the process, from inokoulus smiles and, "Welcome," and "A bit Brisk, hmm?", to more obert comments, "Bold outfit you're not wearing.", and "Flaunt it? You sure are!", to whihc I smile back, fealing my cheek heat grow, enjoying each comment in turn but choosing not to allow myself to get distracted.

Enjoying the thought of so many looking my way, I sit down as I notice before them, and find myself spreading my legs open wider than I intended. Noticing the glass desk before me, I shift in my chair, nervous and yet excited all at once. I act busy at the system, looking up several times to see how much attention I'm getting, before quickly looking away when I notice how gow nay really are noticing.

It's not long before one of the guests, while trying to hide his smile and wry amusement, walks up to stand before my booth. Doing my best to remain nonchalant, I inquire while smiling, "How can I help you?"

I can picture his smile growing as he looks me over closely, along with moving some paperwork around near me, "I have an appointment, though right now I'd settle for saying it's nice to see you again.... though it seems you're not wearing any more than when we last met in the bath."

Despite myself, I look up my eyes going wide when I notice who it is...