Bottomless

Kimberly woke up the next day excited for what the day would bring. After taking a shower, she looked at what she had laid out on her bed. Today, she was going to walk to the office wearing a pair of jeans, panties, and a t-shirt that she tied in the back to show off her midriff. However, her plan didn’t include wearing a bra.

Yes, today she was going to let people ogle at her breasts all they wanted through the shirt.

She gave herself a final look in the mirror, then headed out.

Kimberly was the first to arrive, which was fine with her. She got settled, then turned on her computer. Immediately the first thing that came up was Cindy’s article. She read though it again and felt her nipples stiffen and her panties begin to moisten again.

Before she could think much more, her coworkers started to stream in and complimented her for having such prominent nipples.

When Cindy came in, she beamed at Kimberly’s appearance. “You look just as good as I thought you would! I love how your nipples are sticking out from under your shirt. The thin fabric of your t-shirt really shows a lot of detail. Seeing your midriff is also such a great bonus.”

“I’m just glad I could make your day brighter,” Kimberly smiled, slightly bouncing her her chair, to Cindy’s delight.

“You know what would make my day even better? If John came in today without a shirt on. Then, if you two hugged and got handsy...” Cindy sighed dreamily. “I would just die if the two most attractive people in the office were into each other.”

Cindy practically floated over to her desk, and Kimberly was left with new mental images in her head. Mainly of John appearing in front of her desk completely naked...

Oh no, she was starting to get wet again. She better get her mind set on doing her work. Unfortunately, that didn’t include John stripping her down, but that was all she could think of.

By lunchtime, all she could think about was writing in the book. She didn’t get the chance to because she was so swamped with work, that Cindy insisted on picking up a nice lunch for her. Her coworker wrote down her order, then Kimberly was left alone on the floor.

That’s when she had an idea. Nobody would be back for at least half an hour, so she should be fine. Kimberly unbuckled her belt and pulled it out of her belt loops. Then, she bent down and put it in her bag.

After that she unzipped her pants, and stood up. Her jeans stayed on her hips but they had slid down a bit. Impatient, Kimberly pulled them down and stepped out of them, then threw them halfway across the room.

She was now standing at her workplace in a thin shirt and panties. Her underwear was soaked by this point, so she pulled them down to her ankles and kicked them off in the opposite direction of where her pants were. Her backside was facing the elevator, so she bent down a bit and wiggled her butt towards it. She laughed then straightened up, and ran a hand down her smooth stomach to the patch of dark pubic hair that covered her vagina.

DING!

Kimberly gasped. She had gotten carried away and now someone was coming up the elevator! Quickly, she ran and pulled on her jeans, then grabbed her panties and threw them in her bag. Right when she landed in her chair, the elevator doors opened and Cindy appeared with takeout. “How’s the article going?”

“I’m too hungry to think!” Kimberly pouted.

Cindy laughed and put a greasy bag of food on her desk. “Well, then I came just on time, right?”

“For what?” Kimberly and Cindy jumped when they saw Kevin. Apparently he had gone out to lunch today, which was lucky because in her dirty dream daze, Kimberly had totally forgotten that he would normally be in the building with her at this time.

“Lunch, I was starving,” Kimberly rushed.

Kevin nodded. “You probably worked up an appetite from looking like such a snack today.”

Cindy laughed. “You know who else is looking like a snack today?”

The two of them went off talking and Kimberly breathed a sigh of relief. That was when she realized that she hadn’t zipped up her pants.

Should she leave it down? It was tempting, as she could see a bit of her pubic hair sticking out. But then she remembered that she had a meeting that afternoon, and didn’t want to accidentally trip on her own jeans - if she wanted her clothing to fall off, she didn’t want it to impede her ability to walk.

As she ate her lunch and got back to work, she forgot something very important. Kimberly had this particular pair of jeans in her possession since her last year of college. As she was smaller now, they were a bit loose on her, which is why she typically wore a belt with them. The same belt that was sitting at the bottom of her bag. However, that wasn’t the only issue she had with those jeans. The top button had fallen off ages ago, and the zipper was rather old and needed to be replaced, as it tended to not stay where it was zipped up to. That was the reason why she had originally put it in the back of her closet, so that she wouldn’t accidentally wear it somewhere and have to deal with constantly zipping it back up.

She forgot about that as she worked. Until she had a meeting in the afternoon, where she was to give a presentation to her coworkers.

As she waited for John to wrap up his part, her zipper slowly started to go down.

Then, it was Kimberly’s turn to talk. She stood up and grabbed the clicker from John, and started talking. As she moved, so did her zipper. She was halfway through her presentation when it was about an inch down, and now people were starting to notice. No one said anything, they just straightened up and kept their eyes focused on the zipper. By the time her presentation ended, the zipper was fully down and her coworkers could peak at a bit of her bush, to their delight. They assumed that she had decided to come to work commando. But by now her coworkers had an unspoken agreement that they needed to work together to get her pants removed before she noticed.

Everyone pretended like they were shuffling papers and getting ready to leave as she returned to her chair. It was pretty clear that her pants weren’t going to fall down just yet, so her coworkers disappointedly shuffled back to their desks.

She got back to her seat without noticing how the hem of her jeans now touched the floor. Instead, she worked like normal until the end of the day.

“Great presentation.”

She jumped as she realized John was right in front of her. “I’m proud of you. I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I hope you continue to show us more of yourself in the future.” Kimberly blushed and quietly thanked him. When he left she opened her bag, not noticing that her belt was missing, let alone that her panties had been thrown away in a trash can she had passed on her way back to her desk. She pulled out the book and set it on her desk.

John and Kimberly had gone to college together. He had been an upperclassman who pushed and encouraged her to graduate, knowing how tough depression was on her. He was also the one who made sure she had a job after college, and when he became the new head of the department last year, he asked for her to be transferred to being a writer under him. She vaguely wondered why he never dated, but figured that since he was single and had always been good to her that she could do something for him in return.

NEW RULE: While at work, John is allowed to be nude. He is also welcome to remove clothes from Kimberly and fondle her butt.

Kimberly smiled at what she had written and put the book away and got back to work.

By the time it was the end of the workday, she had gotten used to not wearing underwear all day. But she didn’t quite realize that her jeans were open and waiting for gravity to do its work.

She turned off her computer and stood up, as her coworkers were starting to head out. And that was it.

Everyone watched as the denim went down exposing the private parts of the person wearing them.

Kimberly stared in shock at the jeans that were pooled around her ankles for a moment, then moved to cover her vagina with her hands. Someone people wolf-whistled and other took out their phones to take pictures. She was mortified and quickly sat down again. Having had their fun, everyone else left for the day.

Well, she thought everyone had left.

“Are you okay?” Kimberly looked up to see John staring at her in concern.

She nodded, accepting that she had enjoyed the reactions of her coworkers. “Yeah, I mean, I wasn’t expecting it, but...”

Kimberly stood up and stepped outside of her pants. She was now facing her longtime friend and colleague wearing only a thin t-shirt and a pair of shoes. Neither did anything to cover her exposed butt and vagina.

John gave her a knowing look, and picked up her jeans and put them in his bag. “Well, I just wanted to check up on you. As it’s your first time being bottomless in public, would you like for me to drive you home?”

She shook her head. “It’s just a few blocks I’ll be okay.”

He nodded and patted her on the shoulder. “Well, then I’ll leave you to it. Oh, did you hear? The higher-ups gave me permission to be naked here as well. So if you ever want a buddy to be nude with, I’m your guy.”

Kimberly leaned in and gave him a hug. “Thank you, I would enjoy that a lot.” He stroked her back then pulled away to look at her eyes, then her lips, then her vagina. He moved his hands down her back and covered her butt cheeks with his large hands. He slowly massaged them, then looking her in the eyes, he squeezed them and pulled away.

He ran the back of his hand over her pubes, like he was petting her. “Your butt is just as perfect as I imagined back in college, and don’t even get me started on your front.”

He blushed, realizing what he was saying, then pulled back. “I gotta go, see you tomorrow.”

John scurried out of the office while Kimberly was left reeling. He had been thinking about her being bottomless since college? Had the book just opened a door that would have otherwise been firmly shut?

She put her satchel over her shoulder, then exhaled as she got in the elevator. People got in a few floors down and comment about how nice her butt was, then on the main floor she waved goodbye to the security guard who also commented on her lack of dress.

Confidentially, she strode out of the building. It was the end of August and there was a bit of a chill in the evening air.

As she walked home, most of the people who saw her stared but quickly moved on. One woman took a picture, but that was it. By the time she got home, she could feel her thighs being wet. The day had been a massive success, and she was excited for her next adventure.