Mary Hansen was new in our town hall. She just had finished her examination and already got an employment at the local city council. What a lucky coincidence that the position of the law office head had to be occupied and that the mayor remembered the daughter of the town famous entrepreneur family, who against any family tradition had chosen a career in the field of jurisprudence.
Mary had been an ambitious student. She was professional excellent, friendly, almost slightly shy in her appearance. The slim dark haired woman with the athletic body could impress with excellent certificates. What was missing was life experience. During the 28 years of her life her father had blocked his princess consequently from any harmful influences that could lurk on an attractive young woman outside her parents´ city mansion. Of course there had been some affairs during high school and college, but they hadn't last long.
And now she was sitting here in the meeting of the heads of department to introduce herself to them. These seven middle aged guys, most of them about 50 years old, had lower income than her but were occupying their positions in general for years if not decades and were ruling in their departments like little kings. These mostly potbellied misters in sweaty shirts and cheap jackets were sitting there, letting Mary talk. About her past, her professional qualifications. And while Mary was talking they inspected her with their views from head to toe, more or less arrogant, sometimes giving each other a wink or a grin. While she was speaking Mary was slipping back and forth on the office chair in the meeting room. She was nervous. Advised by her parents she was wearing a grey jacket over a simple white blouse and a quite short skirt, also grey. She just wasn't used to such clothes. More the jeans type at home and in the university Mary didn't really know how to sit there without risking to allow an unexpected view at her tasteful silk panties or that her skirt might be slipping up showing more of her leg than she wanted to.
Of course the old guys felt Mary's uncertainty and made their fun out of it. She felt the views. Mary got hot and she felt the heat rise in her cheeks. Please, don´t blush now, that was what she thought.
Mary was sweating. Laurie Matthews, chief of the registration office for 23 years, knew exactly what he did to her as he mentioned it directly. "But Ms. Hansen, you are blushing, really, how cute!" Mary was completely overwhelmed by the situation. "Mrs. Hansen please..." "Ohh, you are married?" Alfred Masters, chief of the building department asked his question extra surprised and gave Laurie a wink. "No, I, I mean..." Mary got into stuttering. From this moment on she felt completely exposed. She looked at herself and her new co-workers completely different now. These gentlemen seemed to judge every single move of her. Her head had to be shining in scarlet like a carnival balloon! Who is blushing easily already because of trivial reasons is looked at in general as uptight or at least shy. And Mary didn't want such an impression, not at all. She had to get herself some respect if she wanted to fulfill the high expectations. Especially her dominating father would never accept his daughter to fail.
"Pooh", Laurie Matthews´ voice broke the embarrassing silence, "pretty hot here in our room beneath the roof. I think we should loosen up the dress code." Having said this he already took off his jacket and put it over the back of his chair. The other chiefs of department followed. And again there was this sly wink of an eye.
"And Ms. Hansen, don't you want to ease yourself, too?"
"But I, I simply cannot just ..." "Well, now relax a bit. Look, we all took off our jackets. During this summer heat this is nothing unusual in this house.
Mary was insecure, looking from one to the other. Encouragingly her new co-workers were smiling at her. Yes, it was really hot in there. She was breathing deeply and finally started to take off her jacket and hang it over the back of her chair. She was nervous. As she slipped out of her jacket she couldn't prevent her young tight breasts to be stretched out to the public in her blouse.
Full of interest the gentlemen were watching how Mary's bra was shining through her thin white blouse. As she was throwing her jacket over the back of her chair she was turning her back to her co-workers stretching out her ass slightly too far unintentionally . Because of Mr. Matthews throating just at the right moment Mary didn't hear the sound of the digicam. As Mary was turning around again and took her seat the digicam had already disappeared in it's owner's pocket.
During this meeting the gentlemen seemed to be quite absentminded. Each of them was rather dreaming about what he could be doing with the young co-worker in his office after all the other co-workers had gone to enjoy their leisure time.
As time was moving forward towards high noon it got even hotter in this little office under the heavy town hall roof. One after the other the chiefs of department started to loosen up their ties. It didn't take long and the ties were flying somewhere in the corner. Shortly after that the top buttons of the sweaty shirts got opened.
"Oh yeah, that's much better. Ms. Hansen, I can't stand seeing how you are sweating in your tight closed blouse!"
Being slightly irritated Mary was looking at Mr. Matthews.
