Worst day ever

“This is the worst day ever!” Rachel cursed to herself looking at herself in the bathroom mirror. By a freak accident she had knocked over a cup of coffee completely soaking her outfit. Thanks to her quick thinking she ran immediately to the bathroom, soaked them in water and left them in the sink.

Now here she was, in a crowded office wearing nothing but her expensive lingerie. Thankfully the brown liquid hadn’t ruined them. They were cute, sheer to the point of utter transparency, with red hearts detailing. They didn’t leave anything to imagination, she could clearly see her pubic mound, and her nipples through the thin fabric. She admired her reflection, her body was the envy of the office, sizable breasts, firm bottom and long flowing red hair.

She contemplated her next steps. Her cubicle was at the far end of the workspace, longest possible distance from the bathroom. She was also behind on her work, with a deadline for her report fast approaching. Her options were either to wait for her clothes to dry, or try to sneak past the cubicles and sit at her desk wearing nothing but her underwear.

There wasn’t really much choice, Mr Robertson, a firm burly man in his mid-forties was not overly fond of Rachel Jacobs. If she didn’t improve her performance, she would without a doubt be fired.

Blushing at the thought of being exposed she gathered her nerves, took a deep breath and opened the door, ready to make a dash for her cubicle.

The first few went out without a hitch, the fresh juniors were engrossed in their work and didn’t notice the half naked woman passing behind them. When she finally reached her desk, her jaw dropped.

“Mrs Jacobs!, that’s not appropriate office attire”

She instantly tried to cover herself, cupping her intimate spot and shielding her breasts, her face flushed with embarrassment.