She lets the men take a gander

I was busy with yet another SUV when I hear Mindy call from the other side of it. I look up with a ready smile, but am greeted with an uncharacteristic scowl on her chiseled features.

"Hey Ems, what gives?" she asks me, gesturing with a nod of her chin to my wardrobe.

I laughingly try to defuse the situation.

"Oh, well, my dumb mom wouldn't let me go home to find that missing uniform and told me to wear this..swimsuit.. she found!" I smile back as I wash down the vehicle.

Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to accepting of my explanation.

"Huh! Well, I was told when I started that I couldn't wear anything provocative, just this uniform!" Mindy answers, waving a hand over her company tee shirt and navy walking shorts. "I hope it isn't just because you are their daughter!"

I watch as my usually affable co-worker storms back to her empty stall.

"Please, Mindy! Don't be mad! It was an emergency! Just for today!" I call back across the lot.

That is when I see her reach down to her trim waist and pull up her tee shirt. At first, I think it is her way of showing she is quitting when she tosses it to the asphalt. But then she undoes the sensible shorts and lets them fall to her feet before she steps out of them. I hear her say something about "What's good for the goose" as a car swerves from my line and goes over to the college coed, now standing in a black lace bra and thong set with her car washing utensils by her side.