I recently had my 39th Birthday. It was planned that we
would be away at a sales demonstration. The girls had been away in
Europe for the week before and got back late. I'd been dealing with the
routine stuff and trying to prep for the demonstration weekend.
Consequently on the Friday night the girls had just dumped the stuff in
the office and the manager had said we'd deal with it early in the
morning before setting off.
I arrived at work knowing full well that I was going to be stripped at some point in the weekend as well as my birthday on Wednesday. Our usual birthday celebration. Being a Saturday and early to boot there would be no one else in the office complex. The manager was at the front door opening it with her keys.
"Good morning" I said.
"Morning! have you heard from the others?" the manager said.
"Yes Sandy (My best friend) is running a bit late but will be here in 10 minutes" I replied.
The manager bent down to unlock the lower lock. "While I put the kettle on you can strip off" the manager said.
I blushed a bit and said as she stood up straight and pulled the door open for me "You do realise what you just said you said out loud".
"Yes, I said whilst I put the kettle on you can strip off completely" she repeated the instructions. I smiled and nonchalantly walked in and across the floor of reception to the stairs which led up to our first floor offices. I expected being stripped or asked to strip but not so soon.
I went to the make-up room. Make up as in the place we made up the packs we took out to sales pitches and demonstrations. Not the room where the male-up was kept. The products where always kept in the locked store.
I began to check what was missing or nearly used in each kit. The manager came in and said, "Your supposed to be naked". I smiled again.
"You'll be sorry (Just as she said it I heard some body come through the swing doors at the top of the stairs) when the girls get here they'll strip you" the manager said.
My friends and two other girls, all three looking half dead appeared at the door to the make-up room. "You're meant to be naked" Sandy said.
"I've told her directly twice and warned her clearly. So you know what's needed" the manager said.
The girls pushed into the room and I backed away. "Please not a strip its cold the heating isn't ..." The 'On" got drowned in the noise of them grabbing me and setting about striping me.
My shoes came off as the pushed and pulled me to the floor. y jacket was first off. "We'll need to keep it clean" one girl said. Next whilst the manager came forward and started on my skirt sandy started on my blouse. Soon my blouse was undone and my white bra was on show. It wasn't long before the skirt was around my knees even with me kicking and screaming. My white panties on show with my self-support stocking tops. It took a bit of time for them to get the blouse off but very little time for the skirt to be gone. None just in underwear and self-supports they stopped to catch their breath and have a eyeful.
The manager now put her hands on my panties waistband and pulled them down. Once more showing that collar and cuff didn't match. I was sat up so sandy could undo the bra and now I was in effect naked. Bush and boobs on show. The panties remained at my knees while sandy struggled with the bra but eventually she over came my resistance. I was now sat naked panties at knees and the manager now removed them.
"Are you going to finish it yourself or are we going to remove them. Sandy said.
I didn't answer quick enough for her and she started on the right self-support whilst the manager moved to my side and removed my left. I was still held firm whilst sandy collected my clothes and give them to the manager who walked off saying. "That kettle will be well boiled".
I was released to get on with the work at hand with sandy and one of the others whilst the other went off and brought back a tray of tea.
It took half an hour to sort and repack the boxes. We collected all the stands and paperwork. The girls had made sure that anything that needed collecting I did the collecting. I'd walked around the office naked a few times on birthdays, or for punishment or just jinx. Normally it would be in operation times with always the possibility that someone could come in to our office area. It seemed even more scary in the quiet deserted office of this early Saturday morning.
"Right lets get this stuff down to the van and be off" the manager said. The van was a minibus with the rear portion made into a caged holding area.
"I can't like this" I said. They all just nodded.
I'd once been made to run from the minibus naked into the back door. Late at night no one was around and at the distance from the gate any one passing by would not see you. Also the high speed trains would just see inky blackness. In early morning bright sunlight it was possible to become the centre of attention.
"I'm not doing it" I said.
"Fine we'll go without you" the manager said.
"Okay give me my clothes than and I'll go home" I said.
"NO! no clothes you can either go to the minibus like that or home your choice" the manager said.
I knew my goose was .. naked.
I will describe the factory unit. Imaging a square area. Too the left is the main road. Above is a side road leading down to a blank end and a rail track. At the bottom is another side road but this one as a gate into the rear car park. This road leads to a blank end and the rail track.
The upper side of the square is filled with a rectangle of factory. It as been turned into offices our production has moved to a new building the other side of the bottom road. Another rectangle comes off this first one so its long side is parallel with the main road. between it and the main road is the small front visitor car park and where we normally park the van. The building is a L shape. The entry door is in the small side of the L nears the bottom road. A smaller rectangle only two floors high instead of four is on the right hand corner of this factory block. The first floor of this block is our office area. No thing else is in this block.
There is a door at the opposite end of the corridor to the swing doors at the top of the stairs from reception. This allows you to move into the first floor of the main L shape.
I had to walk to that door covering best I could. The manager unlocked it and pulled the door open for me to step into its smaller corridor. It was now about eight o'clock and although no one officially works in any of the offices on a Saturday often people did. Some workers where known early birds to boot.
I was quite nervous being naked out of our office unit. I didn't no what was around the corners. I walked the 15 to 20 feet to the first corner which allowed me to turn into the main corridor which ran along the long length of the rectangular factory. It was about six feet long and I had to pass across the two open more lighted stair wells. I flinched every time I heard a noise. It did not help that the girls heels, the noise of walking carrying boxes made it difficult to hear warning noises. I was glad once we got to the heel of the L and I could start down the next long corridor.
At the end of this was a walk down the stairs to the back door. I walked down first as required. Trying my best to peer ahead of me. Once down far enough I could see that the van had been backed up to conceal the window doors from anyone lurking at the gates or in the car park. The rear car park was the staff car park so people would enter through these doors.
The others filed down behind me and the manager eventually arrived to open the door with her keys. She unlocked the door and pulled it open.
I looked at her and the open wilderness outside. "No way am i going out until the doors open" the door of the van I meant. But the manager pretend to think I meant the building door. "Blind too" she said.
"Push her out" Sandy said and the girl behind me did.
I nearly died. It was the first time in years that I'd been naked outside in daylight. "NO. No> let me back in" I said. But by this time sandy and the other girl had come out behind us and the manager was backing out closing the door to lock it.
I had to stand there just shield by the van until the manager locked the door and walked around to the van. She started patting her pockets to look for the keys. I nearly died again. "Just kidding" she said. I'll kid her. She took out the keys and clicked the van doors open and I quickly ran from the back of the van piled the side door open and piled in the van.
We set off once all was loaded and everyone was aboard. I had to ride naked until we got to a service station where they let me dress. Well everything except my panties and bra.
I arrived at work knowing full well that I was going to be stripped at some point in the weekend as well as my birthday on Wednesday. Our usual birthday celebration. Being a Saturday and early to boot there would be no one else in the office complex. The manager was at the front door opening it with her keys.
"Good morning" I said.
"Morning! have you heard from the others?" the manager said.
"Yes Sandy (My best friend) is running a bit late but will be here in 10 minutes" I replied.
The manager bent down to unlock the lower lock. "While I put the kettle on you can strip off" the manager said.
I blushed a bit and said as she stood up straight and pulled the door open for me "You do realise what you just said you said out loud".
"Yes, I said whilst I put the kettle on you can strip off completely" she repeated the instructions. I smiled and nonchalantly walked in and across the floor of reception to the stairs which led up to our first floor offices. I expected being stripped or asked to strip but not so soon.
I went to the make-up room. Make up as in the place we made up the packs we took out to sales pitches and demonstrations. Not the room where the male-up was kept. The products where always kept in the locked store.
I began to check what was missing or nearly used in each kit. The manager came in and said, "Your supposed to be naked". I smiled again.
"You'll be sorry (Just as she said it I heard some body come through the swing doors at the top of the stairs) when the girls get here they'll strip you" the manager said.
My friends and two other girls, all three looking half dead appeared at the door to the make-up room. "You're meant to be naked" Sandy said.
"I've told her directly twice and warned her clearly. So you know what's needed" the manager said.
The girls pushed into the room and I backed away. "Please not a strip its cold the heating isn't ..." The 'On" got drowned in the noise of them grabbing me and setting about striping me.
My shoes came off as the pushed and pulled me to the floor. y jacket was first off. "We'll need to keep it clean" one girl said. Next whilst the manager came forward and started on my skirt sandy started on my blouse. Soon my blouse was undone and my white bra was on show. It wasn't long before the skirt was around my knees even with me kicking and screaming. My white panties on show with my self-support stocking tops. It took a bit of time for them to get the blouse off but very little time for the skirt to be gone. None just in underwear and self-supports they stopped to catch their breath and have a eyeful.
The manager now put her hands on my panties waistband and pulled them down. Once more showing that collar and cuff didn't match. I was sat up so sandy could undo the bra and now I was in effect naked. Bush and boobs on show. The panties remained at my knees while sandy struggled with the bra but eventually she over came my resistance. I was now sat naked panties at knees and the manager now removed them.
"Are you going to finish it yourself or are we going to remove them. Sandy said.
I didn't answer quick enough for her and she started on the right self-support whilst the manager moved to my side and removed my left. I was still held firm whilst sandy collected my clothes and give them to the manager who walked off saying. "That kettle will be well boiled".
I was released to get on with the work at hand with sandy and one of the others whilst the other went off and brought back a tray of tea.
It took half an hour to sort and repack the boxes. We collected all the stands and paperwork. The girls had made sure that anything that needed collecting I did the collecting. I'd walked around the office naked a few times on birthdays, or for punishment or just jinx. Normally it would be in operation times with always the possibility that someone could come in to our office area. It seemed even more scary in the quiet deserted office of this early Saturday morning.
"Right lets get this stuff down to the van and be off" the manager said. The van was a minibus with the rear portion made into a caged holding area.
"I can't like this" I said. They all just nodded.
I'd once been made to run from the minibus naked into the back door. Late at night no one was around and at the distance from the gate any one passing by would not see you. Also the high speed trains would just see inky blackness. In early morning bright sunlight it was possible to become the centre of attention.
"I'm not doing it" I said.
"Fine we'll go without you" the manager said.
"Okay give me my clothes than and I'll go home" I said.
"NO! no clothes you can either go to the minibus like that or home your choice" the manager said.
I knew my goose was .. naked.
I will describe the factory unit. Imaging a square area. Too the left is the main road. Above is a side road leading down to a blank end and a rail track. At the bottom is another side road but this one as a gate into the rear car park. This road leads to a blank end and the rail track.
The upper side of the square is filled with a rectangle of factory. It as been turned into offices our production has moved to a new building the other side of the bottom road. Another rectangle comes off this first one so its long side is parallel with the main road. between it and the main road is the small front visitor car park and where we normally park the van. The building is a L shape. The entry door is in the small side of the L nears the bottom road. A smaller rectangle only two floors high instead of four is on the right hand corner of this factory block. The first floor of this block is our office area. No thing else is in this block.
There is a door at the opposite end of the corridor to the swing doors at the top of the stairs from reception. This allows you to move into the first floor of the main L shape.
I had to walk to that door covering best I could. The manager unlocked it and pulled the door open for me to step into its smaller corridor. It was now about eight o'clock and although no one officially works in any of the offices on a Saturday often people did. Some workers where known early birds to boot.
I was quite nervous being naked out of our office unit. I didn't no what was around the corners. I walked the 15 to 20 feet to the first corner which allowed me to turn into the main corridor which ran along the long length of the rectangular factory. It was about six feet long and I had to pass across the two open more lighted stair wells. I flinched every time I heard a noise. It did not help that the girls heels, the noise of walking carrying boxes made it difficult to hear warning noises. I was glad once we got to the heel of the L and I could start down the next long corridor.
At the end of this was a walk down the stairs to the back door. I walked down first as required. Trying my best to peer ahead of me. Once down far enough I could see that the van had been backed up to conceal the window doors from anyone lurking at the gates or in the car park. The rear car park was the staff car park so people would enter through these doors.
The others filed down behind me and the manager eventually arrived to open the door with her keys. She unlocked the door and pulled it open.
I looked at her and the open wilderness outside. "No way am i going out until the doors open" the door of the van I meant. But the manager pretend to think I meant the building door. "Blind too" she said.
"Push her out" Sandy said and the girl behind me did.
I nearly died. It was the first time in years that I'd been naked outside in daylight. "NO. No> let me back in" I said. But by this time sandy and the other girl had come out behind us and the manager was backing out closing the door to lock it.
I had to stand there just shield by the van until the manager locked the door and walked around to the van. She started patting her pockets to look for the keys. I nearly died again. "Just kidding" she said. I'll kid her. She took out the keys and clicked the van doors open and I quickly ran from the back of the van piled the side door open and piled in the van.
We set off once all was loaded and everyone was aboard. I had to ride naked until we got to a service station where they let me dress. Well everything except my panties and bra.
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