She Freaks Out

Jaycee clamps a hand over her exposed pussy and hurriedly tries to yank her orange panties free from the chair. The fabric, already partially shredded, rips even further and winds up in several different pieces. The underwear is now completely useless to the underdressed beauty.

NonononoNO!!! Jaycee thinks to herself, This can't be happening! This is a nightmare!! This is WORSE than a nightmare!!!

"Whoa! Nice ass, new girl!" a voice shouts. With her back to the kitchen window the bottomless girl had been giving the cooking staff an uninterrupted view of her round ass. Jaycee quickly snaps out of her thoughts and whirls around, holding the largest orange scrap of fabric in front of her pussy.

"I... I..." Jaycee says, at a loss for words. Her brain is running a mile a minute, desperately trying to think of her next move. Any thoughts of sticking around for the rest of her shift are completely gone now, just like her panties. Now Jaycee's only goal is to get the hell out of there! Preferably, without being seen by anyone else.

Her car's parked out front, but there's no way Jaycee is walking out into the dining area while bottomless. Not again, at least. Instead, the dark-haired stunner sprints down a nearby hallway, hoping to find a back exit. Her hands are both shielding her pussy from view, leaving her shapely ass in plain view for anyone she passes. Jaycee bumps into several people, eliciting cries of surprise, delight, and indignation on the way.

Finally, she comes across an EXIT sign, and happily bursts through the door. Greeted with the cool air of the early night, Jaycee finds the back of the building deserted. She lets the door slam shut and leans against it, giving a big sigh of relief at the relative seclusion she's now in. But Jaycee knows she isn't out of the woods yet.

The beauty is about to continue her sprint towards her car when she feels her torso pulled back.

"Huh?" Jaycee mutters as she realizes she can't turn around either. The hem of her black polo shirt is stuck in the door! And the door doesn't even have a handle to try to open! "Oh, COME ON!" She yells in frustration. Jaycee tries to tug the garment free, but can't get enough leverage while wearing it.

Her face blushing a deep scarlet, Jaycee slides out of her shirt, baring her neon orange bra to anyone would might happen to wander by. In fact, other than her socks and shoes, the bra is now the only thing Jaycee's wearing! She begins tugging on the polo in earnest, but it still doesn't budge. She's free to head towards her car, but Jaycee is extremely **** to do so without a shirt! Instead, she tries pulling on the polo with all her strength.