I had to think about this one as I often don’t wear panties anyway if I can get away with it.
Today, though, I had an offsite team meeting scheduled at my home. There’d be four of us for about half the day. Casual. I chose a jean skirt, long enough to be appropriate, short enough to potentially show a little if I bent over or sat in the floor.
Setting up for the meeting, I felt very sexy and naughty, already wet from the anticipation of being in this state with colleagues in close proximity. This was a brainstorming strategy session, so we’d be in the living room, using the sofa and floor for seating.
I threw some pillows on the floor for comfort, and tried out a few sitting positions to see how the skirt would fare. I was going to have to be careful not to sit cross-legged or with my knees up…or not…depending on how I felt.
We got things started and I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, manning the whiteboard as we worked through our agenda. About an hour in, I realized that, given the angle and the fact that I was elevated, my nakedness was likely visible to my colleagues on the floor – one man and one woman.
All at once I got very self-conscious.
And a bit flushed. And distracted. Yikes…time for a bio break!
Everyone got up, stretched a bit, used the facilities. I went upstairs to use the restroom, and couldn’t help but touch myself, I was very aroused.
But, no time to climax. I went back downstairs and my female colleague followed me into the kitchen as I refilled the water. We were chit chatting and she got closer, looked down and sort of blurted out, “You should probably keep your legs crossed when you’re sitting on the sofa."
I looked at her, full on blushing now, and smiled very sheepishly. "Sorry about that…” She replied, “Oh no need to apologize to me, I get it. But I’m pretty sure Bill (not his real name) got an eyeful."
She smirked at me and we both giggled a little. I thanked her for letting me know. And I was really turned on now as we went back into the session. (as an aside, I was also wondering about her…did she find this attractive? hmmm…that’s for a girls’ night out conversation…)
The rest of the day I sat and stood and sat and stood…sometimes crossing my ankles, sometimes not.
At one point, I did catch Bill glancing down, and I just smiled.
Everyone left and I desperately needed taking care of.
I was completely alone, so decided to take advantage and get out my vibe. No lubricant needed, that baby slid right in, setting maxed out, as I thought about my colleagues’ glimpses, that I was going to tell you and your followers all about it, and how sexy that made me feel…and I came so fucking hard.
I so wish I was Bill. I love that story, Fucking unreal. Damn.