Cubicle Sunsation

Tiffany looks at me smugly, rubbing her hand along my side, giggling softly as she looks me over, "Oh, you'll enjoy being seen by your co-workers. I'm sure they will." I pause, submissive to her, as I find myself enjoying the exposure far more than I would have ever expected; Not to mention, just how much Tiffany used the circumstances to make this happen. Not that I would mind the result, of course. I found myself being pulled back into reality as Tiffany slaps my ass hard, then rubbing her hand on arcoss it as I gasp out in surprise.

She walks around me slowly, smirking at my exposed curves, even as she plays with my leash in her left hand. After staring for a moment, she declares, "Alright, let's go give 'em something to look at. I'll bet they won't be expecting to see a naked redhead pass their way." With that, she slaps my ass hard, rubbing on it as I gasp in surprise.

She turns to lead me out the door, and I reply, "I wasn't exactly expecting to...", before getting cut off, letting out a yip as she gives my leash a playful tug, leading to my brets bouncing erotically as I'm rushed to follow her. I feel the cool breeze blowing across my skin the moment I enter the main cubicle floor, casually reminding about ervery bit of my exposed skin. She pauses, as if to think, and I notice someone walking by, his eyes staring at me, a smile growing on his face as he takes in my exposed bit.

Tiffany smirks at him before calling out, "Like what you see, hun? She'll be working like this with us from now on." to whihc his smile grows, a devious expression forming on his face, pausing now as he takes my exposed curves. in closly. As he rubs a hand on my cheek, I let out a moan as he stares at my bosom.

"Like it? I absolutely love it. Did the boss let you have a personal plaything, or is she available for everyone to ... you know?" to which Tiffany lets out a giggle, smirking as he inquires. Feeling my cheeks heating up, and the dampness between my legs growing, I concentrate on remaining nonchalant, lest what I'm feeling be known... if I could even think of something to say, of course.

Tiffanny all but purrs as she replies, "She's recently been allowed to go full on nymph nudist, and if you can believe it, has forgone ever wearing clothes. Now, whose she's available is up to her... though, your chances may have just risen marketably higher."

I tilt my head into his palm, enjoying his touch, which only becomes more noticeable as his right hand rubs down my shoulder and to my side. I let out a sigh, enjoying his caress, as my mind races to all kinds of new possibilities. Many of which I had not even considered moments prior. His hands find my bosom, cupping it softly, his eyes wanting across my exquisite naughtiness, before he stops suddenly, and I almost lean too far over as he says, "Well, I should be going.. but good meeting you two. See you around, Naky."

With that, he heads out, and Tiffany leads me along, and I find my ass swaying from side to side, as if part of me was on a runway, and I was proudly presenting... my own nakedness. She leads me among the cubicles, and I quietly notice people staring, pointing and whispering. Allways to quite to make out. After a bit, she stops before one of the cubicles. She clears her throat, and I notice a man working away, as if unaware of what was going on around him.

Ahs tries asgin, and he points to a spot on his rather cluttered desk, "Place it here, please, and I'll get to it as soon as I can." After a pause, Tiffany speaks up, "No, its mot paperwork its more, it's more," to which he points once more to the same spot on the desk. As this plays out, I start to wonder if the best way to get his attention is to sit myself down where he wants the papers, though maybe