Meeting request.

Taking a deep breath and steadying herself, Cleo grabbed the piece of paper still covering her crotch. She almost let out a yell in frustration at seeing it also stained with the moisture emanating from her crotch, a quick look confirming to her that all the work she had done cleaning up in the bathroom had just been undone, and she was very much ‘leaking’ again. Gosh, she hoped she wouldn’t stain the chair. Why was this happening to her. Crumpling the paper up and throwing it back down on her desk, the bottomless girl resolved herself to return her eyes to her computer screen. The only thing she could do now was focus on her work, and hope that made the time until Kate arrived fly by quicker. Cleo sighed, opening her email, butt shifting on the chair as her uncomfortable arousal seemed to be getting worse…

“Just. Focus. Ok, Emma wants… oh gosh…” Cleo almost felt like crying at reading the most recent email on her screen. Emma Collins, her temporary manager for the day wanted to have a meeting with her in the conference room. Cleo struggled to read the reasoning behind the meeting, the only thought in her head being how the hell was she going to walk all the way to the conference room, and sit through a whole meeting completely bottomless? Cleo unconsciously crossed her legs under the desk, one hand tugging at the light blue blouse in a vein attempt to stretch it enough to cover her pussy. What, was she going to sit and talk about her performance with her pussy and ass exposed on the chair? The conference room was all glass windows too, reaching from the ground to the ceiling, meaning the whole office would be able to see her very much pants-less state!

“Everything alright Cleo?” The brunettes heart dropped, and she jumped in her seat for the hundredth time that day at hearing a voice next to her desk. Cleo turned in a panic to see her co-worker Helen standing there, giving her a concerned look. She pulled herself even closer to her desk if possible, praying like she never had before that Helen hadn’t seen anything.

“Ye… yes! I’m fine Helen, it’s just…” Cleo found her mouth dry, and her mind blank. Her body was on fire, and she could feel her lady part… well… throbbing, at the thought of having a conversation with the older blonde while completely bottomless!

“I just came over to say thanks for the quick response on that report this morning! I can always count on you for punctual and outstanding work!” Helen’s words of encouragement did nothing to calm down Cleo. Her panic at being seen may be steadily declining, but her lady parts were begging for attention. The bottomless brunette shifted nervously in her seat as Helen asked, “Everything ok?”

“F… fine.. it’s just…” Cleo was breathlessly struggling to get the words out, her hands inching closer to her lady parts before she stopped herself, “No touching!” She thought, still doing her best to keep eye contact with the taller blonde in front of her, “It’s a sin! It’s a sinnnn!” The slowly moved her hands back on to the desk so as not to be tempted, her pussy throbbing with desire and leaking lewd evidence of her arousal on to her office chair, “Emma want’s a meeting… I’m really busy…”

“Just tell her that!” Helen exclaimed, giving the younger brunette a reassuring pat on the shoulder, “Emma will understand, especially with all the work you do! Let me know what she says, I’ll put in a good word for you!”

Cleo let out a fake laugh, smiling at Helen as the blonde walked away to return to her own desk. Cleo put her head on the desk once again, regaining her breath, and trying to will her body to calm itself down. She was going to be saying Hail Mary’s until the cows come home to make up for this, her shameful arousal tarnishing her good girl reputation in the eyes of the lord. The bottomless girl hit ‘reply’ on the email to Emma, asking her temporary boss for a few more hours until they do the meeting, before pulling out her phone to check in with Kate. She was surprised to find it had been almost 90 minutes since she last texted her blonde friend. Surely she would be here soon?”

“Kate, give me an update, please?!”

She nervously watched the screen, hoping and praying that Kate was at the door to the building, or on her way up in the elevator, or something! Finally a reply came…

“On the train. One station away. 10 minutes at max.”

Cleo’s hands shook as she read the message. 10 minutes. She just had to last another 10 minutes and then she could have cover for her lower half again. Then she could get back to work, and pretend that the last 2 hours never happened. She was in the home stretch. She just had to sit here and hope no one else came over to her desk in that time. And that Emma would postpone the meeting.