Pretending to be Innocent
Tootie went into her cleaner's cupboard and borrowed her apron.
She took off her dress and put the apron on.
It worked well, about three inches above her knee. She found something to use as a belt and tied it around her waist
She looked in the mirror, undid another button.
The apron covered her but allowed anyone to see lots of legs and breasts.
She considered removing her bra, but decided it was better on display.
The doorbell rang.
She smiled and went to let them in.
Two men carrying a large box. A large heavy box.
"Come in, I am so pleased you made it."
She sat down on the side and crossed her legs
They men looked up and saw most of her legs and a fair bit of her bust.
She pretended not to notice.
The men started to unpack the case.
One man dismantled the old machine, which he recognised as a not very old model.
More money that sense, he thought, but said nothing.
Tootie smiled. She was pretending to be a cleaner, or domestic of some sort.
"Are you going to set up the new one for the folks?"
"Yes, that's our order."
"Do you fancy some tea and something to eat?"
She was going to offer something else but that could wait.
She fixed the food and drink and sat down nearby.
Her apron hardly covered anything, her legs were on show. She should have taken off her panties. Maybe she could go back to the kitchen and whip them off.
The kitchen was in two parts, one where she had just dropped her panties and the other where all the machines and gadgets were.
She went back and sat opposite the men, she didn't cross her legs this time but opened them wide. When the blokes were kneeling on the floor they could not miss her fanny.
"The boss is away, he is a right bastard to me."
"Oh what does he do?"
"Tells me I can't wear panties when I work. Look."
She pulled her apron up.
