Out for Delivery

The men of the second shift had been hard at work on Debbi’s special forklift. Hopeful to enjoy a show like the workers of first shift had gloated about. They gladly dedicated hours of their break time to making their own modifications, crossing their fingers that one day Angela would send the beautiful Miss Debbi to work with them on the floor.

Angela summoned Debbi to her office, “Bad news Deb, looks like I’ll be needing some more hands-on work from you again today. Now hurry up and get your kit off.” Angela said nonchalantly, removing Debbi’s old warehouse uniform from her drawer and placing it on the desk. Debbi started unbuttoning her blazer, extremely disappointed, she had been praying never to see those ridiculous shorts ever again. Clad in her bra and matching knickers Debbi reached for the uniform, but Angela stopped her. “Uh uh uh, get the rest off, remember what I said about restrictive clothing, safety first!” Angela reprimanded “I’ve got good news though. I know you said you found the shorts uncomfortable, so I had them modified to be a little less restrictive!”.

Debbi stripped off, then held up these new and improved shorts to take a look. There was even less material than before if that was possible, their crotch was now reduced to what could only be described as a string. Reluctantly Debbi pulled on the “shorts” and assessed the damage. The view was downright indecent, the string disappeared completely between Debbi’s outer lips giving the appearance she wore nothing more than a tiny belt. Debbi cringed at the thought of the equal exposure she’d be presenting from the back.

“Looking good!” Angela smiled “Today you’ll ride along with one of our drivers, Dmitri, and assist him in making a delivery to one of our consignment locations.” “A Delivery!! I can’t go out in public like this!” Debbi protested. Angela was not amused “I don’t know what you’re going on about. That outfit suits you perfectly! Anyone would look at you & immediately identify the merits with which you rose to your former position.”. Debbi frowned, “former position?” This was all temporary, wasn’t it? Soon she would be back to her own executive post. The slight had Debbi completely missing the other implication, that the “merits” on display had anything to do with her successful career. Angela continued “and you won’t be in public anyway, you're simply visiting the loading dock of one of our retail locations.”

Wolf whistles rang out as Debbi made her way to the passenger side of the tractor trailer. This was the first time the current crew had seen Debbi “in uniform”. The men finished loading up Debbi’s forklift securing it to the trailer wall, oh how they wished they could be there to see her use it! Everything loaded up, Dmitri took his seat behind the wheel. “Already to go then Miss?” Debbi sighed “Ready as I’ll ever be.”