Kelly had left home in good humor. It was a bright sunny day, and she had decided to wear a simple white shirt and a soft blue skirt, which arrived just above her knees.
It was a simple set, yet it was a designer set, which she had bought during a sale in the winter and had been keen to wear with the good weather.
And today was the day!
She decided to keep the legs bare: it was a bit bold, but she had seen other employees wearing revealing clothes.
When she arrived at the firm, her manager called her. She was a slim Asian, very elegant, who was very popular with men, associates, and customers alike, but still was a bit jealous of the most generously endowed Caucasians.
She was known for asserting her power over her associates in subtle, slightly humiliating ways, which, in the end, were completely harmless.
When Kelly entered her office, Vivian, this was her name, smiled. Enigmatically, Kelly thought.
She gave Kelly the task of making some copies of a file and, when she was ready to leave, she stopped her.
"You are right to show your legs bare, as they say, if they have them, flaunt them", Vivian said smiling.
"I hope it's not inappropriate", replied Kelly apologetically.
"Why? It's cheerful, and it's mostly girls here anyway! I like the shirt! It's a little sheer, I like the subtle innuendo."
"I am sorry, but what is the innuendo, Miss Vivian?"
"Well, don't tell me you don't realize it's a bit transparent...your lacy bra is quite noticeable, even if it white."
Kelly blushed and tried to object.
"I don't think it's...transparent!"
"Well, if it's not transparent, you won't object to taking off the bra..." suggested Vivian mischievously.
"That won't be proper..."
"Take it off!" ordered Vivian."We'll see who's right. Report to me at lunchtime."
Kelly looked at her manager: she wasn't joking! Yes, the shirt was slightly transparent, but definitely, it wasn't see-through!
With a swift movement of the hands, she unhooked the bra and removed it, without even taking off the shirt.
"I'll keep it for you" offered Vivian, and Kelly, a little confused handed the bra to her.
"And as we are doing this, why don't you remove the panties too?"
"I don't think this is really necessary!" stated Kelly, adamantly.
"If you are right, you'll get bra and panties back at lunchtime. It's just an innocent bet, but I want to make it a bit more interesting."
Kelly didn't understand why, but lowered her panties and handed them over to Vivian.
"See you later, Kelly!"
After leaving Vivian's office, Kelly rushed to the toilet to check herself.
As she looked into the mirror, she saw with horror that, while the white bra was barely noticeable under the blouse, her nipples were a clearly visible dark spot that couldn't go unnoticed.
Also, without the containment of the bra, her breasts were bouncing whenever she moved.
She blushed, at the idea of going outside in this outfit.
Still, there was nothing she could do: Vivian would surely notice if she hid herself in the bathroom for the rest of the morning.
Reluctantly, she returned to the open space she shared with the other colleagues.
The illusion that nobody would notice her was quickly dispelled.
Joan, a colleague who had a deep dislike of Kelly for unclear reasons, had called her to discuss the position of a customer.
The way she looked at her, a mix of surprise and ironic smirk, and the way her eyes continued to rest on her chest, made Kelly understand that her secret was out.
Just after she left Joan stood up and started going from desk to desk, whispering something to the other associates.
Soon everybody started calling Kelly, and their looks made it very clear that the blouse wasn't concealing that she wore no bra.
Everybody seemed to have something to discuss with her, and when she joined the conversation she was made to stand, while the other person made some silly remarks, staring without shame at her chest.
The female colleagues seemed to enjoy calling the male colleagues to join in the discussions, and the latter didn't bother to conceal that they had very little interest in what was being said.
What would happen if they realized that she was pantiless too? At that thought, she realized that her body was reacting unexpectedly: she was very wet in between her legs. She felt that anybody could sniff the aroma of her arousal.
She kept blushing, but at the same time, she made a conscious effort to act normal.
She prayed that lunchtime would arrive soon and that she could return to Vivian's office and get her underwear back.
Probably the jokes would continue for a while, but then, hopefully, the episode would be forgotten.
When noon arrived, she rushed into Vivian's office and demanded her underwear back.
The female boss was sitting at her desk, her feet on the desk, in a relaxed position.
She looked at Kelly with an amused look.
"I thought you were having fun...wasn't what you were looking for?"
"No!" replied Kelly, indignant.
"Then why can I smell your sex?"
This sentence pierced her like an arrow.
