Revealing Wait

I pause, waiting at my boss's door, quietly finding myself enjoying my exposure. I wait quietly, noticing how my coworkers are quietly popping their heads out of the nearby cubicles to look over at me, before just as quickly hiding behind the thin fabric walls. I can hear muffled conversations, but beyond the expectiation its lickly about me, and my abudned lack of anything on. Tiffany comments while distracted, "Don't worry, he should be here soon, but then again, you won't mind being exposed before your co-workers, right?"

I sawallow hard at the reminder they are staring, and I felt my cheeks heat, and the dampness between my legs grow slightly at the not-so-subtle dig at how exposed my body is right now. "No, of course not. Nor the collar you've left on me... mistress."

She lets out a soft tone of amusement from that, though she still is looking for the boss... the only one, it seems, to not be infatuated in seeing me exposed before them. As we wait, I find my mind racing, from what Tiffany is up to, why they need to test the magnetic handcuffs right then and then something clicked in my mind. Which also gave me a reason to break the silence. Doing my best to remain nonchalant, I look over at Tiffany, and with a pleasant smile, "This was your idea, wasn't it? You wanted to see how far I'd go naked?"

Tiffany lets out a snort, a smile blooming on her face, as she looks back at me, her gaze now staring at my ample bosom for several seconds, as if transfixed, before replying, "Kind of... Well, your new roommate and his brother came up to me about wanting to text his new handcuffs, and I kind of suggested using them on you." She let out a sigh, rolling her shoulders as her smile grew wider, before resuming, "After they asked, I suggested they try it before you have to get to work. I was hoping to see you naked in public.... When I saw you come in naked, walking so casually and with this handy bondage collar and leash no less, I improvised. I admit, I've expanded my goals a little."

I pause, giggling along with her, despite how absurd it sounds, as I find myself rather enjoying the whole experience... Not sure if I would admit it to her, though. I cast my gaze downward a moment before inquiring, "And now, where does your little improve have in store now?"

She smiles, twirling a few strands of her hair with her free hand, while absent-mindedly smiling, her gaze seemingly locked on my exposed body. "Well, to be honest, if this keeps up, I would suggest not only that you work naked from now on, but also help you register as a full-on nudist. You're far too comfortable as you are... plus, think about how much money you'd save."

I smirk at that, as I see my boss walking up, and retort, "You just want a chance to root through my clothes, don't you? Admit it."

The side of her lip curls upward, and she winks at me, stealing a glance at my waist, before retiring back, "Maybe... better hurry now. Our boss is here, and better not keep him waiting... Nymph."

I gasp, before having to hurry and rush to keep up, lest the leash grow taunt as she walks us into his office, smiling broadly at what's going on.