Right away

Not five minutes later, before I had time to really think about that nagging question, Olivia was walking over to my desk.

"Hey baby! I snuck off for a few minutes, what's up?"

I turned around to see her and my God was she something today. I thought Maddie was pushing it with her outfit, but Olivia was on another level.

For one thing her hair was down, and a complete mess. She was probably just tired of having it up and was using this break to relax it, but it gave her this huge 'I just got fucked' look to her.

Next was her top. Which was just her normal white blouse, but today she had it tied up just below her tits. It kinda gave off a cow girl vibe, and really emphasised her cleavage. More dramatic was the lack of a bra. She'd forgone one today and the buildings cool AC was working hard to make sure everybody knew. With her shirt tied tight below her boobs, her nipples poked out right into the fabric. Tantalising mounds for everyone to see.

Then their was her skirt... if you could still call ot that. In its current state, it seemed closer to a belt than any covering bit of clothing. Wrapped over its self who knows how many times, it was high enough that you could see just a glint of her panties while she stood still. I couldn't see right now, but from behind you must have been able to get a look at at least half of her bare ass. And if she bent over? All of it would be right there for just anyone to see...

"Oh hey Anderson!" She waved at my deskmate while I was in my stunned scilence. "Long time no see! How's life down in the trenches?"

I couldn't see past the cubicle to look at Anderson and see his reaction. The lack of a reply told me everything I needed to know though. He was just as breathless as I was right now.

"L-lookin' good Olivia..." I heard him stammer out. A complete non-sequitur.

"Thanks!" She beamed at him. Giving a little twirl to show off her outfit. As she spun, her skirt twirled upwards, giving him a full flash of her panties.

A dark black that made the witness of her skin pop, and it showed off a lot of skin. The tiny thing was mostly just string, with a small black triangle to cover up her most **** areas. To make it worse, it must have been at least two sizes too small. Digging into her pussy lips and practically showing it all off. If it was somehow possible, wearing them seemed to be making her less modest rather than more.

"I've got to make sure I look good for my boys upstairs!" She winked at me, like we had a shared secret. Which I would say we did, but it wasn't that secretive when she was dressed more provocatively than a stripper, here to give the man a good time.

"Fuck Olivia." I whispered under my breath. "Like...fuck this is really hot but you can't get caught like this."

"Ohh, bye Anderson!" She yelped as I grabbed her into my cubical and out of sight.

"B-bye Olivia." He sounded shell shocked. I just knew I'd be hearing about this for years to come.

"Seriously Olivia!" I pulled her onto my lap, speaking in a hushed tone. "You can't wear that kinda stuff done here."

"Why not? It's Friday!" She slowly grinded herself against me, building up my errection even more than it already was. "Surely you guys do casual Fridays on this floor?"

"Not like you do it upstairs....apparently."

The more I learned about what was going on up there, the more I believed those stories Anderson was always going on about. It seemed ridiculous... but growing ever so more likely by the day.

"Sorry! I was just in such a rush I didn't think about changing." Taking my chin in her hands she kissed me deeply on the lips, giggling afterwards. "Don't worry, I washed my mouth out like you asked!"

"Huh? Oh riiight." Chase must have told her I jokingly mention that. Having her act like she heard me say it would make his little charade seem more real.

"I loved that you were there." She was biting her lip, looking away all bashful. "It wasn't too much for you though, was it?"

"No, not really... it was kind of exciting." I kissed her back, holding her steady on my lap. "There was a bit of a rush I guess, thinking... you know, that you were under there. It got me for a moment."

"I know! I loved thinking about you being just out there as well!" She said. Eyes wide with excitment. "I'm so glad you're into that kinda thing!!!"

Being just where? Talking with Chase? Did she like how he pretended to fuck her in front of me? Was this a werid fantasy of hers?

"Well it's-"

"Mister Snell." I heard call out in a very familiar tone.

Fuck. What did the old bastard want from me? I knew from experience he'd be shuffling over the breath down my neck about something. We had about 10 seconds to hide Olivia somewhere she wouldn't be seen.

Under my desk? Maybe...but..no. No there was no way he wouldn't notice her there...

Which, then...left only one option...