The security camera.

Sally's blood runs cold as she locks eyes on the security camera pointed squarely in her direction. Without a doubt her little panty dance party is now on the nursery security recordings. Once again frozen in place Sally is unsure what to do when suddenly she recalls something she had learned on her orientation at this job, the security cameras only record over a 24 hour period before they write over the old recordings with new ones. The only time the recordings are ever looked at is when there is a suspicion of theft from the store; which Sally deems as very unlikely for today as there hasn't been a single customer in the past hour.

"There is no way that anyone is watching or will be watching, right? Yeah, yeah why would they look, it's not like there's anyone here to steal anything .... and definitely not an employee running around in her underwear" she nervously says aloud trying to calm herself.

Fueled by adrenaline and arousal Sally steels her nerves and looks directly at the camera. Successfully persuading herself that there in no chance that anyone will ever see this recording, she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. Taking a deep breath and still staring at the camera, she whips off the bra and tosses towards the camera, one of the straps catching it causing the bra to dangle there just out of her reach. Sally turns red with embarrassment as she can just faintly make out the reflection of her bare breasts on the lens of the camera.