I Love Being Pantyless
I currently work for a software company that makes computer games on a contract-basis. Our team is 4 guys and me, their secretary. The guys are all techie/nerdy types, who took some time to get used to. They are much younger than my mid 30's, and all very smart. At first I was a little creeped-out by them, but now everything is ok. I adore how their always looking at me, thinking I don't know, and am sure that they know I like to go commando. I have never purposely flashed them, and can only think of a moment where I may have accidentally exposed myself to one of them, and he told the rest of the guys. Well anyways, they are constantly asking me out to lunch, or to join them for drinks, or attend some other things. I've always begged off, because frankly, I never thought it would lead to anything I wanted. While they are cute, funny and nice to me, I wasn't attracted to any of them. (Not because they were nerdy, they just didn't do anything for me). They can be real sneaky too as you'll soon find out. And I suspect they were responsible for removing the front panel of my desk, which I didn't notice until the end of the day. No wonder so many guys were suddenly hanging around nearby. At first, I was kind of freaked-out about it, considering I sit any which way that is comfortable when absorbed with work and without any regard to modesty. Since I had been wearing a denim mini that day (dress code is very casual), I likely showed alot of myself. At first I was horrified, but then got hot thinking about it all.
Friday, like all Fridays is even more casual dress day at the office (not like it was all that different from other days, because nobody ever really dressed business or casual professional). With the warm summer days, and feeling playful, I went to work wearing a cute summer dress which buttoned down the front. It came to mid thigh so it wasn't too outrageous, but it was unstructured, and quite roomy at the waist, and got even more so at the skirt. It was comfy, and I liked the looks I got whenever I wore it. I knew I'd have to be mindful whenever I sat down because if I didn't make the effort to gather my skirt before I sat, the dress had a tendency to catch air like a parachute, and I would be sitting on my bare butt.
The guys invited me for lunch, and for whatever reason, I accepted. I wasn't feeling especially naughty or anything, and thought it would be nice to say yes to them for once.
As the morning went, I got the feeling that the guys were up to something, and when we arrived at the Japanese restaurant I knew I was right. It was the kind where you sat on the floor. I was a little tickled by their choice, and even more so, when they ordered saki, and tried to get me to drink more and more. I did do a few shots, and joined in with their toasts, and acted it up a little pretending I was getting drunk. LOL, they did get to see flashes of my pussy. At first I was careful, but not being used to sitting on the floor, I had to adjust quite a bit. I finally gave in to being comfortable and sat indian style like the rest of them. I used my napkin to cover the open front of my dress. Sitting on my bare ass with a flimsy cloth napkin hiding me was nervously exciting. Looking around the restaurant, I caught several men at the neighboring tables constantly glancing at me. Our waiter had positioned himself off to our side, his eyes were riveted at the area where I sat and a couple of the bus boys were constantly milling around.
My guys where making alot of effort to make me laugh, and trying to get me to drink more saki. I couldn't help but want to play along and acted it up a little to cause my napkin to fall out of place and expose my pussy. I imagined they saw wet I was, I got hornier and naughtier. I wasn't drunk by any means but pretended to be. Teasing them was alot of fun, and I was getting hotter by the minute. The more I "accidentally " showed, it seemed their expectations grew. I don't know where they thought that this would go, but when I suddenly got serious about getting back to the office because I wasn't allowed extended lunches like they were, and that I could get fired, and asked if they would miss me if I did get fired, they snapped out of being perverts LOL. They were like scolded children and I felt a little bad about it. When it was time to leave, they all stood , waited and watched for me to get up.
Feeling the need to make up to them, I did a little production by pushing back from the table and whipping the napkin away, and sitting there like a little slutty indian with my legs crossed in front of me and my pussy in full view. I pretended to rummage for something in my purse, twisting to my side causing the hem of my dress to ride higher, and stayed like that for a second or two before I popped up on my knees, and my dress falling back in place LOL, I so loved their expressions, and tried not togiggle. Off to the side, our waiter was not as subtle, and was stroking his cock through his pants while giving me an ugly leer.
For him, I did flash a little grin knowing that I knew he was going to be thinking about me .
As I walked out, several of the guy customers smiled at me, or raised their drinks. As we got in the car, I noticed one of them hurriedly got in his car and seemed to follow us as we drove. The guys weren't aware of it, and I was getting a little scared. This went on for a long while until we lost him in traffic. I was relieved and scolded myself about being more careful, but then again, I keep doing things like this.
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Friday, like all Fridays is even more casual dress day at the office (not like it was all that different from other days, because nobody ever really dressed business or casual professional). With the warm summer days, and feeling playful, I went to work wearing a cute summer dress which buttoned down the front. It came to mid thigh so it wasn't too outrageous, but it was unstructured, and quite roomy at the waist, and got even more so at the skirt. It was comfy, and I liked the looks I got whenever I wore it. I knew I'd have to be mindful whenever I sat down because if I didn't make the effort to gather my skirt before I sat, the dress had a tendency to catch air like a parachute, and I would be sitting on my bare butt.
The guys invited me for lunch, and for whatever reason, I accepted. I wasn't feeling especially naughty or anything, and thought it would be nice to say yes to them for once.
As the morning went, I got the feeling that the guys were up to something, and when we arrived at the Japanese restaurant I knew I was right. It was the kind where you sat on the floor. I was a little tickled by their choice, and even more so, when they ordered saki, and tried to get me to drink more and more. I did do a few shots, and joined in with their toasts, and acted it up a little pretending I was getting drunk. LOL, they did get to see flashes of my pussy. At first I was careful, but not being used to sitting on the floor, I had to adjust quite a bit. I finally gave in to being comfortable and sat indian style like the rest of them. I used my napkin to cover the open front of my dress. Sitting on my bare ass with a flimsy cloth napkin hiding me was nervously exciting. Looking around the restaurant, I caught several men at the neighboring tables constantly glancing at me. Our waiter had positioned himself off to our side, his eyes were riveted at the area where I sat and a couple of the bus boys were constantly milling around.
My guys where making alot of effort to make me laugh, and trying to get me to drink more saki. I couldn't help but want to play along and acted it up a little to cause my napkin to fall out of place and expose my pussy. I imagined they saw wet I was, I got hornier and naughtier. I wasn't drunk by any means but pretended to be. Teasing them was alot of fun, and I was getting hotter by the minute. The more I "accidentally " showed, it seemed their expectations grew. I don't know where they thought that this would go, but when I suddenly got serious about getting back to the office because I wasn't allowed extended lunches like they were, and that I could get fired, and asked if they would miss me if I did get fired, they snapped out of being perverts LOL. They were like scolded children and I felt a little bad about it. When it was time to leave, they all stood , waited and watched for me to get up.
Feeling the need to make up to them, I did a little production by pushing back from the table and whipping the napkin away, and sitting there like a little slutty indian with my legs crossed in front of me and my pussy in full view. I pretended to rummage for something in my purse, twisting to my side causing the hem of my dress to ride higher, and stayed like that for a second or two before I popped up on my knees, and my dress falling back in place LOL, I so loved their expressions, and tried not togiggle. Off to the side, our waiter was not as subtle, and was stroking his cock through his pants while giving me an ugly leer.
For him, I did flash a little grin knowing that I knew he was going to be thinking about me .
As I walked out, several of the guy customers smiled at me, or raised their drinks. As we got in the car, I noticed one of them hurriedly got in his car and seemed to follow us as we drove. The guys weren't aware of it, and I was getting a little scared. This went on for a long while until we lost him in traffic. I was relieved and scolded myself about being more careful, but then again, I keep doing things like this.
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