To retrieve her panties

Jaycee had just exposed herself to pretty much everyone she would be working with for the rest of the month she would now spend there. She was currently running down the hall with her blouse completely open leaving her entire front on display, while her buns bounced to each step Jaycee took to where her panties had fallen.

Upon returning to the spot and finding nothing as some lucky perveted coworker already pocketed them. The brunette looked down and tried her best to secure her shirt, tying the remains into a knot. The fabric did it's hardest to keep her jugs covered, however any slight movement would cause them to bust the knot. Hearing some chatter behind her, Jaycee knew she had to act fast to avoid further humiliation on her first day.

Seeing the door to the stairwell, the bare brunette nearly tackled the door slamming it wide open and closed fast enough to grab a sleeve of her already torn top.

By the time she had reached the bottom of the stairs and reached for her shirt to be greeted with her bare shoulders, Jaycee realized it was too late to go back for her last remaining cover which hung by the door tauntingly.

Her instincts told her to get to her car, get the spare key above the wheel and drive home to get a new outfit. Or maybe her coworkers would be willing to help her out.

As she contemplated, the door that held her shirt swung open as two guys started to converse. Leaving Jayce to hide against the corner of the wall, slowly going into a crouched position while hugging her chest.

"Hey, I think this is her shirt, new girl's streaking? What balls."

"More like what a rack."

"Nah man, her booty? Bumping. Love to give it a slap."

Jaycee looked at the door in front of her leading to the main lobby and parking lot, then back at the males.

With a deep inhale, she decided.