Olivia walked down to the conference room. There were about thirty people already there. The fourteen men were all seated around the conference table. Seven female attorneys and the ten secretaries and paralegals (all female) were all standing to display their bloomers. None of them seemed to think it was out of the ordinary to be standing there with only panties on.
Mr. Babcock showed up and looked around. "Very nice ladies. Vanessa, I particularly like the French knickers. And Yvonne, the see-through frillies are particularly enticing. Maybe we should dispense with the panties all together next week. Ladies, please take your seats." Olivia sat between two male attorneys who had a hard time concealing their excitement. She was asked to stand and introduce herself. She made it as brief as possible and could feel the back of the thong riding up into her ass. They all applauded for her.
The meeting droned on. Olivia had a hard time paying attention. She was looking around the room and trying to decide which panties she liked best. But she paid attention when the top female partner, Ms. Jablonski stood up and spoke about the big deal she was working on. It seemed ludicrous for her to be standing there in ruffled panties talking about a mega million dollar merger. Her picture was often in the newspaper. Olivia wondered what would happen if a picture of her as she was now were to be published.
A little before twelve, the meeting adjourned. This time, Olivia felt a little less embarrassed as she headed back to her office. She realized she had one of the best asses in the company. And if all these other women though this was normal, she decided she would too. Brittany walked in carrying some folders. She dropped them and bent over to pick them up, wiggling her yellow bikini butt as she did so. She looked over at her boss with a smirk.
Olivia even managed to get up the courage to go to the cafeteria for lunch. She sat with a group of six other women. Business was not discussed. Instead, most of the comments were about who had the prettiest panties. Several voted for her and she smiled and said thank you.
Nothing much happened in the afternoon until about three o'clock. Mr. Nomo, a client who had been assigned to her showed up without an appointment. She had some experience dealing with Japanese men and realized he would consider it rude if she didn't get up from behind her desk to greet him. When she moved out from behind the desk, his mouth opened and his eyes popped out.
She just looked at him and said, "Casual Friday, you know." He told her he would like all his meetings with her to be scheduled for Fridays. She smiled and said "Of course."
He soon left, but not before asking her if they could meet in his hotel room on Sunday. She agreed.
By the time she left at six o'clock, she had received half a dozen invitations to go have drinks. One from the eighteen year-old mail boy and three from male attorneys. One from Mr. Babcock. But the one she accepted was from Ms. Jablonski. She wanted to find out where she had gotten the ruffled panties.
