Gina was diligently working in her office, it was early afternoon. She had just gotten back from her lunch date with Matthew, the operations manager, where he fucked her in the back of his truck on a dirt road. She still had a few hours of work left and she had already stripped several times. Not knowing what else might happen to her, she dived into her projects with gusto to get as much done before the day was over.
She was working on a project to streamline the production process, but she needed some additional information about the process. She emailed Jake, the production manager, her questions. He messaged her back that he was busy with something at the moment, but she could come see him in the production area and they could discuss it. So she immediately got up and headed to production. Once she got to production she remembered the rules, first she would need to wear coveralls, second she wouldn't be able to wear a dress or skirt underneath the coveralls, and third she couldn't wear anything metal, so her underwire bra would have to be taken off.
She entered the locker room adjacent to the production area, once inside she saw three men already inside. Since she needed to strip off some of her clothing she wanted to wait until the men left, but they seemed to be just hanging out. In fact the men were waiting for her, anticipating that she would strip. Unwilling to wait any longer, she had no choice but to strip in front of the men. She unbuttoned her blouse, took it off, and placed it in a locker. Next she unsnapped her bra and removed it. The men were greeted with an excellent view of her tits as she put the bra in the locker. Finally she undid the only button on her skirt and took it off adding it to the locker. She turned away from the men and toward the shelves where the coveralls had been before, but the shelves were empty. She turned back toward the men and saw that the shelves behind them were stocked with coveralls.
Again she was presented with only one choice, so she walked across the locker room toward the three men, she was only wearing her pink thong, black stockings, and high heels. The men immensely enjoyed the vision of Gina, clad in tiny panties and tits bared, walking across the room toward them. She wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible, but she didn't want to walk too fast as then her tits would jiggle too much, so she walked at a normal pace, which prolonged her exposure to the men. Once she reached the men, one of them handed her a pair of coveralls. This seemed like a nice gesture, but was in fact only done to keep the nearly nude woman in front of them to lengthen their voyeuristic experience. She quickly donned the coveralls and entered the main production area.
She looked around for a few seconds before finding Jake. When she found Jake he was very busy working on a machine, but he greeted her anyway. "Hi Gina, what can I do for you?"
"I have an idea that could improve efficiency of your production process."
"Great tell me about this." She then proceeded to describe her idea to him as he continued working on the machine. "That sounds really good, and might actually work out very well for us. What was it that you needed to finish the project?" She listed the information that she needed to fully complete the project proposal. "I'm busy right now, but my assistant manager Brett will surely be able to get all that info for you. Brett come over here."
Brett walked over to them, "What do you need Jake?"
"Gina needs some specs on our machines, could you help and get her what she needs."
"Sure no problem, come with me." Gina followed Brett as he answered all her questions, and showed her what she wanted to see. "Is there anything else you need from me."
"No I think that's all I need for now. Thanks Brett you've been very helpful, I appreciate it."
"It's my pleasure, and maybe you could pay me back sometime."
"Of course I always like to reward people who help me, and now I owe you one."
"Before you leave I got a favor to ask of you."
"Okay what is it?"
"Some of the guys are betting on what you're wearing underneath your coveralls, and they wanted me to find out, so they can settle the bet."
"All I got on is..."
He interrupted her before she could finish, saying, "They actually need to see for themselves, otherwise the losers are going to be upset."
"Oh I see, but I can't take off the coveralls here, can I?"
"No, we can't do it on the production floor, but we can go into the office and do it."
"Okay." He waved over some guys, and led Gina to an office on the side of the large room. Brett and Gina entered the office, and were soon joined by six more men. The office was fairly large and had windows for walls, so anyone in the office could see what was happening on the production floor, but conversely anyone on the production floor could see into the office.
"Okay Gina, we have two guys who think you're wearing bra and panties, two who think you're wearing a bra and skirt, one who thinks you're fully clothed, and finally one who thinks you're only wearing panties. So if you would please remove your coveralls then." She unzipped the coveralls, but held them closed, so as not to reveal anything too soon. Once the zipper was all the way down, she pulled the coveralls off her shoulders and dropped them to the floor in one fell swoop. She was now standing in front of the men in only her tiny panties. One man cheered while the rest of them groaned.
The losers paid the winner as the girl continued the stand nearly nude in the middle of the office. The men in the office took the opportunity to ogle Gina's body, especially her big tits. Gina looked out to the production floor and saw many of the men were looking into the office, and at her exposed body. She wondered how long she needed to be exposed like this, as no one was telling her it was okay to cover back up. The men for their part were wondering why she just stood there without ever covering up. This continued for a minute or two as none of the men wanted to be the one to end the exhibition. Finally Brett figured it was time and said, "I think that's fine, you can probably put your coveralls back on." She put the coveralls back on and zipped up, she then left the office and went to the locker room.
Once in the locker room she quickly stripped off the coveralls and went to the locker holding her clothes. She reached in to grab her bra but couldn't find it. She searched the entire locker, and even checked the floor and adjacent shelves. But to no avail, someone had stolen her bra again. Resigned to go braless she put her blouse back on, then the skirt. She buttoned up the shirt the same way she did earlier, leaving the top three buttons undone. Now she was once again showing an immense amount of cleavage. Now anyone could clearly see down her shirt and see that there was no bra on the woman. Plus now there was no bra to conceal her nipples, which due to her heightened arousal were erect and very prominently displayed.
Once at her desk she got back to work, adding the new data she had just gathered. About fifteen minutes later she heard a knock on her open door, and looked up to see Brett standing in her doorway. "Hello Brett, what can I do for you?"
"Well I was just wondering if you had time to give me my reward for helping you."
"Um yeah, of course, what were you thinking is an appropriate reward for the help you gave me? Usually guys just want me to strip for them."
"Yeah I was thinking since I did a lot to help you that the reward should be a little bit more substantial."
"Oh really, what were you thinking then?"
"I was thinking that a good blowjob would suffice, besides I just saw you practically nude a few minutes ago."
"Well you do make some good points, and who am I to argue with that. Okay then come inside and shut the door."
"Fantastic." He shut the door and walked over to Gina.
"How do you want to do this? Do you want to stand or sit down?"
"I would rather sit down." She stood up and he sat down in her chair. "Are you still going to strip for me?"
"Yes of course, I find that it helps men get ready quicker." She unbuttoned her shirt and dropped it on the floor, revealing her bare tits.
"Where's your bra?"
"Someone stole it out of my locker again."
"Again?"
