Working naked.

With Charlie soaked and exhausted on the floor, Her coworkers stood triumphant, relishing in the satisfaction of seeing Charlie naked and soaked on the floor with her pussy dripping wet. Charlie had a short-lived moment of relief thinking her humiliation was over which came to an abrupt end as a realization washed over her—her clothes were still drenched, rendering them unwearable for the time being.

A mischievous grin spread across her coworkers' faces as one of them spoke up, a glimmer of wickedness in his eyes. "Well, Charlie, since you made such a mess and ruined your clothes, I guess you'll have to continue working in your current state until they dry. After all, it's only fair, isn't it? after all you aren't being paid to just lay there."

Charlie's face flushed with a mixture of indignation and embarrassment. She opened her mouth to protest, but she was still far too tired to speak.

Reluctantly, Charlie acknowledged the predicament she found herself in. With a heavy sigh, she resigned herself to the humiliating task ahead. Without a word, she returned to her work, her bare skin glistening with water and oil residue.

As she continued her duties, every movement reminded her of her exposed state. The cool air caressed her damp skin, sending shivers down her spine. She became acutely aware of the eyes upon her, their lingering glances making her feel exposed and objectified.