She doesn’t

The elevator creeped its way slowly up to her floor, which delayed the g-string clad blondie’s ability to get something to cover her mostly exposed tits and sheer panties. Her hands were working to cover her most intimate parts but honestly she was still showing a lot of skin to the other passengers of the elevator. The brave ones even took pictures of Marianne’s state of undress, which seemed to fuel her burning embarrassment and anger. After what felt like hours, the last person got off and the elevator accelerated to the top floor. She took her hands off her tits and pussy to see she had been grabbing her tits so hard that she had left a mark on them.

She finally heard the elevator doors open and made her hand bra again as she quickly exited the elevator hoping to avoid anymore eyes seeing her nearly naked body. She saw her ditzy assistant, Tammy, eating a donut and she quickly got behind the desk with her. Tammy almost screamed but Marianne quickly covered her mouth and put her finger over her lips to tell her to be quiet. Tammy immediately shook her head and Marianne released her hand as Tammy’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates and mouth fell agape to see her boss’ tits completely uncovered and all she was wearing was a tiny g-string.

“Ma’am, why are you almost naked? Today is a huge day for you so I thought you would have been more dressed up,” Tammy said as she chuckled a bit. Tammy stared at her boss’ exposed ass that was crouched behind her desk since she was now covering her nipples once again.

“Look I had some wardrobe malfunctions and now I need you to get my jacket for me that I left here with you,” Marianne said to her as her ditzy assistant continued to stare at her exposed skin.

“Ma’am…I had that sent to the dry cleaners yesterday after the incident with the ink. You told me to get it cleaned up so I did exactly that,” Tammy smiled as she was proud of herself. Marianne face palmed exposing one of her tits for Tammy.

“Of course you did. Give me your skirt and your top. I know I’m a bit bigger than you but I need something before I go into this meeting,” Marianne demanded of her nincompoop of an assistant. Tammy didn’t seem to mind and began to slide off her own skirt and revealed that she was wearing a thong herself that rolling down her hips due to the tightness of the skirt. She slid it down to her feet and stepped out of it to hand to her boss.

Marianne quickly slid up the skirt tired of having to have her slit and ass cheeks on display. She was having trouble getting the skirt over her wider hips and could hear stretching of the elastic. With one quick suck in and assist from Tammy , she finally got it up but it was actually digging into her sides to the point it was hurting her. “Tammy, this skirt is too tight! What size do you even wear? Just hurry and get it off.” Tammy tried to reach for the waistband but it was digging into her boss’s skin so tightly and wasn’t moving. She looked around for anything to help remove the skirt off her tormented boss.