SUNDAY MORNING
Laura drove her yellow Beetle along the familiar road to her office. It was a beautiful, warm summer day but she was annoyed. This was Sunday and she had to go to work to finish a report.
“This is a day for the beach,” she said aloud. “If only I had finished that report on Friday. I’m paying for it now.”
Laura’s financial report had to be on the Old Man’s desk by 9 am on Monday. Without it, she may as well kiss her job goodbye, and she certainly couldn’t afford to do that. She hadn’t managed to finish the report on Friday and knew she would have to come in over the weekend.
Late on that Friday afternoon she had gone to see John, the security officer, in his little room behind the main reception desk.
“I’d like a card to get in at the weekend please, John.”
The officer smiled at her. He was about fifty and had a reputation for being lecherous. He was always staring at all the pretty girls in the office and Laura was one of his favourites. She was quite small and had a lovely face and slim figure, with beautiful long brown hair, usually in a ponytail, and a sexy little slim body. As he always did, he looked at the 24 year old girl and tried to imagine her in the nude.
“That’s fine, young miss,” he said as he opened his register. “Just sign here and I’ll give you your entry card. Are you coming in tomorrow?”
“No, I can’t make it tomorrow. I’ll have to come in on Sunday morning.”
“Too bad,” said the man. “There’s some security work being done this evening and all day tomorrow. I’ve got to be here for that. I’ve got permission to do something about all the thefts that have happened here lately. If you were coming in tomorrow, I would have been able to keep you company.” As he spoke, he looked down at her lovely body and legs. Laura wished she had worn a longer skirt.
Ignoring the man’s gaze, Laura signed her name. She saw from the register that nobody else had requested entry that weekend. At least she would have some peace to finish the report.
Laura looked up again and saw the man staring at her breasts. She pretended not to notice and smiled. “That’s a pity, John. I guess I’ll be all alone on Sunday.” She was really glad. She would have hated being in the office with him. “And I’ll regret it. The weather forecast says Sunday is going to be a real scorcher.”
The man handed Laura her card and also gave her a key. “You’ll need the key as well. Nobody else will be in on Sunday. The door will also be locked and the card won’t be enough to get in. Don’t forget to bring it back on Monday. I don’t want to have to come and get it from you.”
As Laura walked from the room, she could sense the man’s gaze following her cute little bottom.
As Laura drove in that Sunday morning, she laughed to herself. Just her luck to be working on a day like this. If only that report had been finished on Friday.
She was dressed casually in a yellow T-shirt with jeans and white trainers. Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore sunglasses as she drove.
The office Laura worked in was in a wooded area on the outskirts of town. As she approached the modern two-storey office building, she could see that the car park was empty. She drove straight up to the main entrance and stopped in the Old Man’s reserved parking place.
She took off her sunglasses and got out of the car. She was struck by how quiet it was here today, miles from anywhere, hidden in the woods and well away from the main road.
The main entrance was a revolving door, but this was all locked up. To get in outside office hours, a side-door was used. Laura used the key she had been given and then inserted the security card. The door opened and she stepped inside. She turned and used the key to lock the door from inside. She left the key in the lock. Better to leave it there in case she lost it.
Walking into the building, Laura noticed how quiet it was on the inside too. There were no voices, telephones or other background noise. At least there would be no interruptions today. The report would only take an hour or so to complete. Maybe she could still get to the beach after all.
Laura walked through the deserted main reception area. “No leering security men today,” she said out loud. “Nobody trying to undress me with his eyes.”
She reached her office and sat down at her desk, switched on her PC and logged in as normal. Her e-mail inbox came up and, like any normal working day, she scanned the list of messages, looking for anything important. There didn’t seem to be anything worth bothering about on a Sunday. There was something about a staff party, a newsletter and yet another message to do with office security. They could all wait. Without opening any of the messages she closed the e-mail software down.
Laura quickly set about her work, opening her report document and starting to type where she had left off. She normally shared the room with another five people, always very noisy, and there were always numerous interruptions. Today was different. Laura was able to get on with her work and she made good progress very quickly.
It really was warm in the office today. The sun shone brightly through the large windows. She regretted wearing jeans, perhaps a pair of shorts would have been better on a warm day like this.
Before long, Laura began to find it difficult to concentrate, her jeans feeling sticky and much too tight to be comfortable. She stopped typing.
“I really wish I hadn’t put these on today.”
A thought struck her. Why not take the jeans off? Nobody else was in the building. She had locked the door from the inside and left the key in the lock. Nobody could get in now, not that anyone else would be coming here today anyway. Why not? She could work without her jeans on. Nobody would see her.
Laura reached down and undid the laces on her trainers. She took them off and put them on the floor beside her desk.
“Well, here goes.” Laura opened her belt, undid the button, lowered the zip, then slipped the jeans down over her thighs. As she removed them, she revealed a pair of brief white panties. She folded the jeans and put them on top of the filing cabinet next to her.
Laura instantly felt more comfortable and sat down again to continue working. Working flat out, it didn’t take long for her to finish typing and she sent the important document to print.
As she waited, she thought how funny it was to be in the office wearing only a T-shirt and panties. “If only the guys could see me now.”
A mischievous thought came to her. Nobody else was here. Why not take the rest off? She smiled to herself. Why not?
Quickly, she pulled the T-shirt over her head and threw it over to land on top of her jeans. Now dressed only in bra and panties, and sitting at her desk, the young girl felt very naughty indeed.
“Hello, fellow workers. I’ve decided that today is going to be a nude day in the office.”
She reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra, removed it, and hung it around the monitor of her PC.
“And I’m not going to stop there, guys!” Laura slipped off her panties and laid them on top of her keyboard.
Giggling, the naked Laura collected the printed report and took it back to her desk. She sat down and read through it, made some minor corrections on the PC, and set it to print again. That was it! The report was finished. All she had to do now was to take it upstairs and leave it on the Old Man’s desk. Then she could get out of here.
She read through it again and, completely happy that she was finished, laid it down and collected her clothes. She picked up her panties and made ready to slip them on.
Another wicked smile appeared on the young woman’s face. Why did she have to get dressed now? It was so cool and relaxing being naked in the office and nobody else was here to see her. Why not deliver the report in the nude. Who would know?
She laid her panties back down on the desk. She just had to do it! This was so exciting! She picked up the report and walked naked out of her office.
In the corridor she suddenly thought about being caught and stopped, covering her breasts with her arms.
“Don’t be silly, girl,” she reassured herself. “You’re the only person in the building today. Nobody can see you. Go and deliver the report!”
She walked confidently, enjoying the freedom of being undressed, through the main reception area and started climbing the stairs.
She went up to the upper floor. This was where all the important people worked, the Old Man and all his senior managers with their secretaries. What would they say if they saw one of their junior employees wandering around in the nude?
Laura tentatively opened the door leading to the Old Man’s secretary’s office and looked inside. The room was small, with only the secretary’s desk guarding the door of the Finance Director. She stepped inside and immediately noticed that the carpet was much thicker than in her part of the building. It felt warm and comforting as her bare feet sank into the rich material.
“What a waste,” she said. “All that money for an expensive carpet, and I bet nobody else has ever been in here without shoes.”
She padded towards the Old Man’s door, enjoying the feel of the soft carpet. Before she reached the door, she turned to the secretary’s empty desk.
“I’m Laura from Accounts. I have an important report for Mister Carson. I have been asked to deliver it for him.”
Imitating the middle aged secretary, Laura stuck her nose in the air and spoke in a high, snooty voice. “Then please hurry, young lady. Mister Carson is a very busy man. He doesn’t have time to waste on silly young girls, especially if they are stark naked. “
Pretending to press the secretary’s intercom, she continued. “Mister Carson? I have a young lady to see you. I’m afraid she is in the nude. Shall I send her away?”
Laura paused for a moment, pretending to listen the man’s response. “Thank you Mister Carson. You may enter the room, young lady. Please be quick about it and try not to shake your tits at him while you’re in there.”
Giggling, Laura slowly opened the door. As she entered, she put on a serious face, before confidently striding in.
She marched across the large office to stand in front of the huge desk. To her right, the large window gave the manager a scenic view overlooking a small pond, surrounded by trees.
She spoke solemnly towards the empty desk. “My name is Laura. I am naked and I am here to deliver the financial report you required urgently.”
Stepping forward, she placed the report on the desk. She waited as she imagined the man studying the information.
Laura spoke in a low voice, in the manner she imagined that the Old Man would speak. “Thank you very much, young lady. And thank you for coming in today to finish the report. I wish others would follow your example and show such commitment to this company. “
“Thank you, sir. I also came here so that you could see my tits.” She grasped both her nipples with her fingers and pulled her breasts up and down. “And this is my cute little bottom.” She turned around and slapped her right buttock. “And I also wanted to show you that I keep my bush nice and trimmed.” She faced the desk again and pointed down at her pussy.
She paused and pretended to be the man looking at her up and down.
“Yes, very hygienic. I must congratulate you on your appearance. You are very well presented indeed.”
