Catastrophic

Everything I owned was just tattered and torn to shreds. My work clothes were even tattered so I would need to ask for more uniforms when I got back. The most pressing matter though was the fact that now I had no clothing to take with me on my trip. I started to sob which caused my chest to rise up and down. Hank was quick to realize that this was a dire situation. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” I quickly told him about my trip and that all of my clothes were torn to shreds so now I had nothing to travel with.

Hank was quick to suggest a solution to my problems, “How about we paint on some clothes for you? That way you look the part and once you are over there you can just wear a bikini or something.” I immediately thought Hank was a genius and how lucky I was to have found him. I grabbed all of my clothes and threw them into the garbage can and grabbed my laundry bag. I flashed the gentlemen sitting on the chairs one last time my bare slit and ass cheeks and proceeded to follow my hero Hank. He held the door open for me once more like the gentleman he is and I brushed my pussy against the handle of his hammer as I squeezed through. I looked at him and asked, “Where to?”