Mid-afternoon

Sandra decides that it is time to pay Mark a visit. She picks up her laptop and goes to his office, knocking on the open door and not waiting for a response before walking and closing it. Mark was the youngest in the company, barely in his mid-twenties and Sandra suspected that he hadn't had much experience with women. "Mark there seems to be something wrong with my laptop." Sandra bats her eyelashes.

He takes the bait, "Here, set it don on my desk, and let's see what I can do to fix it." Sandra sets it down on the corner of his desk, unnecessarily bending over and giving him a great view of her cleavage. When she looks up she can tell he is flushing. She sits down as he gets up to come around. Standing over her, “So what seems to be the problem?”

“It’s slow and Outlook takes forever to open.” When he bends over her to start typing she whispers in his ear, “I know it was you that was complaining about my costume. Is it the shirt or the skirt that you object to?”

He looks scared. “I…Umm.” He looks trapped and Sandra is enjoying it.

She places a hand on his arm, “It is OK. You can be honest with me.”

Mark gulps, “It is both honestly.”

Sandra stands and slowly unbuttons her sheer top, lets it slide off and places it on the back of the guest chair. She then unzips the skirt and puts it on top of the blouse. She can feel her nipples harden and press against the bodysuit as he flushes more, his eyes taking in tightly-clad body. She slowly turns around so that she is facing away and shakes her butt, “Is the tail cannon?”

He swallows hard. “In some series, yes.”

“Oh good. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to take that off too.” She looks down at his crotch and sees a slight tent in his loose jeans and smiles. “Well I can’t walk around out there”, she nods at the door, “like this, but I wanted to make sure that my costume was mostly accurate.” She steps closer to him and he seems to shrink back from her. “Maybe I’ll wear this version at the bar after work. Are you going?”

His eye dart back up to her face and all he can do is nod.

She gets dressed, picks up her laptop and opens the door. “Thank you vary much for helping me with my laptop. You are a life-saver.”