You leave the door open slighty

Your pulse races in your head. It's so strong you feel slightly light headed. I'm going to do it. I'm going to show Gary what I've got under his uniform.

You keep your eyes forwards, looking at yourself in the mirror. You don't want to inadvertently look over at Gary and spoil this opportunity. You watch as your fingers find the top button of your blouse, undo it, down to the next, undo it, down...one by one, you get to the last one. I don't have a bra on. You can't stop now. You undo it, and then without any hesitation you shrug your shoulders back and shake the blouse off you. It falls to the floor.

You're sure you could hear, or sense Gary's shock. You look at your petite breasts in the mirror. I hope you like them, Boss. Your hand find the clasp of your skirt next and then it's on the floor too, leaving you stood there in your black tights and panties.

The thought of Gary watching you is driving you wild but you know that you can't show it, although your nipples are so erect that they almost hurt. God, I think I could fucking finger myself on his desk right now with him watching, I'm so horny.

You put your hands into your tights, you thumbs brushing down the front of your sensitive mound, then you pull them down over your legs, down to your feet. You're bending over at the waist, knees locked, stretching down to your toes. I'm flexible as well as fuckable don't you know, Gary.

You stand back up and step on your tights, pulling out each foot in turn. You look at your reflection, your long athletic legs, your sexy mound covered only by your small black panties, your narrow waist and flat stomach, your perky little tits stood to attention. I wonder what Gary's thinking? Does he think I'm sexy?

You begin to get dressed into your casual leggings, t-shirt and jacket. Well, that was fun....fucking stupid..., but fun. You turn to the door and open it fully, pretending to be surprised that it was ajar.

Gary is stood by the till. You smile at him "Bye Gary...." you let your eyes linger on him. You still feel so aroused from your teasing that your smile feels kind of slutty.

"Bye Emily...oh before you go. Here, take this... it's a little tip....for working so hard today." He smiles and holds out his hand to you.

"Really?" You take the note. Fuck! £20! "Thanks Garry! That's really kind of you. I'll be sure to keep working hard for you. Thankyou!"

"No problem. See you next week." He watches you leave.