"Shall I Take Her Knickers Down ?"

As Carol continued to take tentative baby steps in what she hoped was the direction of her car, she felt herself surrounded by laughing locals and she could hear their voices; 'Are you getting this on camera ?', 'Absolutely, this is going to go viral !' Carol was mortified but at least her face would not be visible.

She could feel people edging even closer and then heard a girl say 'Shall I take her knickers down ?'

"Well she can't exactly stop you can she ?" replied another young voice. Carol felt hands at her waist. "Nooo" was her muffled cry. "Yeees" was the response as she felt her knickers descending to her knees ! The shouts and laughter from the crowd became even more intense. "Woo hoo, hairy snatch !" There was a slap on her bare bum. Carol felt other hands moving to the clasp of her bra. Once more she protested but the clasp became undone and she could feel her ample tits sag. The shoulder straps remained trapped under the upturned dress however and stopped the bra from falling off completely. Her tits just about remained in the cups.

With her knickers at her knees, Carol's movements were even more restricted. The laughter and crude comments continued but mostly she was unimpeded, the younger elements contenting themselves with recording the scene and occasionally running up to playfully swat her ass. After what seemed like forever, she finally bumped into what she thought must be her SUV. "Will somebody please untie me ?" she cried.

But the crowd were enjoying themselves too much and no white knight appeared to save her. Carol realized that her only option was to try and get out of the dress completely. After several contortions gleefully recorded by the crowd, she freed her wrists from where they were trapped by the gaffer tape and could then begin to haul on the material of her dress from the inside. With the zipper still closed this was far from easy and as she eventually achieved the feat, her bra came off together with the dress. "Yay, look at the udders on that !"

Carol hauled up her knickers and ignoring the fact that she was otherwise naked, she struggled to extricate her bag from the confines of the dress, found her car keys and threw the bundled up clothes inside without bothering to get dressed any further. For the first time she could see just how many and varied was the crowd that had been watching the spectacle she had provided. Mrs. Sanders yelled from the back of the crowd "Bugger off and don't come back if you know what's good for you."

Carol jumped in the car and sped off, despite still being naked apart from her pants. She spied a deserted industrial car park off to the left and drove in so that she could put on her bra and the sorry looking dress. What had been her bonus gift to herself was now going to have to make an early visit to the dry cleaners to restore it to its' former glory. Carol had already decided not to mention her visit to Kayleigh Sanders to Charlotte while she contemplated her next move, if there was indeed to be one. But she knew that Debbi was bound to ask her how things had gone when she turned up at work in the morning !