She's disappointed

"Keira, Keira, Keira," Cat said, sighing. "I'm trying to teach you to be a hero, you can't let yourself be distracted by that of all things. I know you can be enthusiastic but this is a little much, even for you."

Kara squeaked, cheeks immediately going crimson. She pressed her legs together immediately, shuffling in front of her desk. She almost crossed her arms, before remembering Cat wouldn't be too happy if she did that.

Instead Kara whimpered, nervously looking up at her boss.

At least she wasn't angry. That was good... right?

"Here, let me take care of that," Cat said, and then quite suddenly her arm slipped into the gap between the desk and Kara's body. A squeak escaped Kara's lips, before she quickly bit her lip.

"M-Miss Grant!" Kara said.

"We can't have you distracted by this," Cat said. "Just like we can't have you distracted by as petty a concern as modesty. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes!" Kara said.

She bit her lip again as she felt two of her boss's finger slide inside her with embarrassing ease.

Oh god, what even was today? Not only had her workplace clothing been rather diminished, but now Cat's hand was-

Kara gasped, then bit her lip again. She lifted her hands to the arms of her chair, simultaneously digging her fingers in and trying to hold back.

"At least you weren't trying to make excuses and cover yourself," Cat said, remarkably casually given what she was doing, "But I'm still disappointed in you Kara."

"S-sorry- ah! Sorry Miss Grant," Kara said.

Oh Rao, what was she doing?

She squirmed, cheeks flushing further when she realised that Cat's presence had attracted even more attention. Oh god, they were looking at her; and she thought she'd attracted stares before, from just being naked.

Now they could still see her tits, but as well as that they could see-

"Ah!"

That really shouldn't have made things feel even more incredible.

"At least it looks like you can handle more," Cat said. "Once we're done, I'm going to need you to deliver a folder to Fisher downstairs. Do you think you can do that without getting distracted again?"

Kara whimpered, grip on the chair tightening. Cat sighed impatiently.

"Keira," Cat said. "Pay attention when I'm talking to you."

"Y-yes!" Kara gasped. Then; "Yes!"

The humiliation hit her with almost the same intensity as when she came, her face still bright red. Oh god, her whole floor was watching her when she-

Cat withdrew her hand with consumate professionality, expression not changing. She turned and walked away while Kara was still regaining her breath.

Kara turned, then caught someone's eyes and immediately squeaked and turned back forwards.

Ok. Rao, she was never going to be able to look anyone in the eye ever again. Kara swallowed.

And then squeaked again when Cat dropped a folder on her desk, remembering what it was she'd just agreed to do. Two floors down, naked, legs still shaking.

Oh god. She wasn't sure which of Cat's requests was more unreasonable; that she not be embarrrassed by it, or that she not be turned on.