Pull her skirt down

Josh urgently wanted to see more of Estella's curvy big butt. So he yanked her skirt down. The fabric tore in his hand, making a loud ripping sound, and their coworkers looked up.

He quickly pushed her away from him, not wanting them to see her touching his bulge. "Oh look everyone, Estella has torn her skirt and it's fallen off!"

She stumbled and tripped over the torn skirt around her ankles, landing face down in the aisle. Now everyone could see her nude cute round ass cheeks.

The room filled with laughter. The men especially stared admiringly, and a woman said: "Hey Estella, it might be time to buy a new skirt!"

"And worse, it looks like she forgot to put on any panties this morning!" added Josh. "What kind of woman comes to work with no underwear?"

"I didn't..." Estella mumbled something into the floor. She couldn't seem to muster the words to say what had really happened. He couldn't believe she was letting him humiliate her in front of everyone instead of calling him out.

"Estella must like feeling the breeze under her skirt!" said a male colleague.

Nobody seemed to connect Josh with Estella's state of undress. No longer worried about getting caught, and figuring nobody would fault him for his erection at this point, he stepped out toward her.

"Get up, you clumsy slut, come on." Josh reached down, took her hand, and pulled her up.

Again Estella seemed incapable of resisting the slightest guidance, obediently rising to her feet, her cleavage bouncing. But Josh's and every other man's eyes immediately zeroed in on her glistening wet pink pussy lips, which were shaved bare. She desperately tried to cover her pussy with her free hand, to more laughter.

"Now what are you going to wear?" said Josh. "Tell us where your nearest pair of panties are."

Estelle shuddered. "I - I'd really rather not say... it's none of their business..."

"Well if you want to wear anything on your lower half for the rest of the day, you'd better tell us where they are." Josh hoped this silly reason would be enough to coerce the easily-**** slut.

"I mumble mumble mumble," she mumbled shamefully.

"Say it louder, Estella. We didn't hear you."

Estella gulped. "I kicked them under your desk," she admitted.

"Oh well if for some slutty reason you hid your panties under my desk, then get down on your hands and knees, and crawl under and get them," said Josh.

Estella hesitated, glancing around at their coworkers hoping someone would come to the rescue. But they all seemed either distracted or amused or aroused. A nearby man was rhythmically moving his hand under his desk as he watched. Even one of the other women crossed her legs and subtly rubbed them together.

Josh couldn't believe nobody realized (or perhaps nobody cared) that he was deliberately sexually humiliating Estella, let alone that he might have stripped and sexually assaulted her.

"Go on. Hands and knees, now." Josh placed his hand on her upper back and gently pushed her downward.

It was enough. The subby slut bent at the knees and uncovered her pussy by using her hands to steady herself. Her big tits hung down, threatening to fall out of her top and worsen her embarrassment.

She crawled under the desk, giving the room a great view of her derriere and cunt lips from behind, jiggling alluringly as she searched for the panties. Her curvy big butt looked so good that Josh couldn't resist giving it a playful spank. She quivered.

"Look, her pussy is all wet!" he pointed out. "Is she getting off on showing us her lady parts?"

"Found them!" Estella had **** but to back out ass-first, giving everyone another show, until her head was clear of the table. Then she hurriedly sat on the floor and started sliding her panties on.

"Your panties are wet with your juices too! What is getting you so worked up, you horny slut?"

"I - I don't know," Estella lied. Still she didn't make any move to go anywhere, standing helplessly in the aisle in her panties. They barely covered anything, clearly showing cameltoe through their wet spot, and leaving plenty of alluring thigh and butt flesh completely bare.

Josh was greatly enjoying his erotic humiliation of Estella. But as fun as it was to show off her body in public, his boner was throbbing almost painfully in his pants. He had to come up with a way of getting her alone so he could get his dick inside her...

Across the room, the boss Max seemed to be struck by some inspiration. "Estella, you have an urgent matter to work on in my office."

"Oh! You mean...?" Estella blushed and glanced at Josh as if he might suspect something, or perhaps as if she wasn't sure whose directions to follow.

"Yes, exactly. Now be a good employee and follow me, this way." Max put his arm around Estella and led her out of the room, his hand creeping down to her panty-clad ass as they went.

Josh vaguely wondered what the boss wanted with Estella, but didn't give it much thought. It was just so frustrating when he had been about to consummate his sexual harassment of her! Should he wait for Estella to be free again, or try his chances with a different woman?