Costume Fitting !

“Look, I’m not prepared to have this conversation with you every month. You signed up for it.” Jeff was getting tired of Debbi’s attitude. “I didn’t sign anything” Debbi yelled at him. “Maybe not literally. It’s a figure of speech. You knew full well that Eamon, the board and myself were fully behind Diane’s excellent plan” Jeff retorted. “Let bloody Diane do it then” Debbi shouted. “I’ve told you before that Diane’s over qualified and much better suited to oversee the project. I don’t know why you can’t just be grateful that you’re included at all.”

Back in her office, Carol tried to reassure Debbi. “But it’s undermining my image as a serious business woman” she had lamented. “The staff will lose all respect for me.” “No, they won’t. They know what you bring to the party besides a pretty face and figure. It’s only once a month, gives them something to look forward to.”

Aditty then burst into the office. “Diane’s sent your costume for next week. Here, it might be best to try it on first.” She handed Debbi a carrier bag that felt ominously light. “Not much of a costume in here ?” Debbi wondered. “Just the right amount, it’s very glam” enthused Aditty.

The blinds to Debbi’s office came down and she once more found herself undressing in her own office. “Better take everything off” Aditty suggested. By far the biggest item in the bag was the extravagant headdress. “Here, let me help you with that” said Carol. “Looks great on you” she said encouragingly. Debbi pulled the sparkly thong up her legs. Not much to say; a sparkly thong’s a sparkly thong ! She placed her feet in the vertiginous heels. “I’ll never walk in these” she complained. “You’ll get used to them, practice at home” laughed Aditty.

“Where’s the top ? I can’t parade topless” asked Debbi. “It’s in there silly” Aditty replied. “Where ?” said Debbi, peering into the almost empty bag. “Here” said Aditty triumphantly, withdrawing the two tasseled nipple clamps. “I’ll fix them on for you.”

“Ow” said Debbi.