Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

Angela wasn’t happy, things hadn’t proceeded quite as she’d hoped so far. Debbi had endured a few embarrassing experiences, but witnesses to these moments had been rather limited, and Debbi seemed unfazed. The decision to have Debbi work amongst the first shift on the floor had been a mistake, and Debbi had become far too chummy with the warehouse workers to the point Angela felt she was getting off much too easy. This misstep was not one Angela intended to repeat when Debbi came in this week to work on the second shift.

Debbi was ecstatic as Angela unlocked her desk drawer and retrieved Debbi’s business attire. “Yes, that’s correct,” Angela continued “as I said you won’t be required to perform any more hands-on labor this week, as it seems I’ll need you in a more analytical role after all.”. Debbi was half way dress before Angela even finished her sentence, anxious to shed the ridiculous tarty outfit she had been **** to wear the past week, and return to an appearance that better reflected her cultured business acumen.

“Um, my knickers Angela?” Debbi said noticing the peculiar absence of that particular item. “Ah, thank you for reminding me. The men did hit their targets last week, and as such you’ll be wearing a pair of underwear they selected for you. In addition, we’ll do a little something for the top preforming employee of last week, but we can discuss that later.” Angela said as she recovered a small box from her desk. That won’t be so bad, Debbi thought, can’t be any worse than those horrible shorts, and I’ve got my skirt besides.

Debbi had never seen anything like this particular garment. “Helping Hands Labia Ring G-String" read the inside of the box. In all there wasn’t much too it, three simple elastic strings like a typical thong, it was the front that was most unusual. The strings of the G-string met in the front at an oblong metal ring, two small hands were cast into the top of the metal ring giving the appearance as though they were pulling the ring open exposing its contents. “Well quit gawking at it and put it on!” Angela broke Debbi from her trance. Debbi pulled on the unusual lingerie, and looked down to inspect the result. Debbi blushed at the sight before her, the small ring parted her labia slightly and pulled back her clitoral hood causing her clit to poke out prominently, proudly announcing its presence to anyone who’d look in Debbi’s direction.

Debbi had seen enough, she brushed her professional business skirt down hastily, hoping against hope to avoid anyone actually seeing her in these perverted knickers. While Angela ran through what was expected of her this week, Debbi struggled to pay attention, distracted by the abnormal sensation beneath her skirt caused by her unguarded clitoris.