Well I'm 40 today. My life can now begin. I've had a
wonderful day. I arrived at work knowing full well that at some point I
would be taken to the store room and either stripped or have to strip.
My work colleagues would once more see all of me and check on the
progress of ageing. Even if I sat so myself my body looks better at 40
than it did at 30.
I found my best friend in the staff office preparing her case for leaving.
"The boss needs to see you Jayne is unwell and she needs a safe pair of hands to cover the career day" Caroline said.
We often are requested to attend career days to talk about careers in beauty therapy and the cosmetics industry. I entered the bosses outer office and her secretary said for me to go in.
"Happy birthday" the boss said.
"Thank you" I replied.
"Take your knickers off" the boss said. She wanted a private peek of the birthday girl. The boss is definitely bi. I shoved my hands up my skirt and pulled them down to my knees that let gravity do the rest before stepping out of them and bending to pick them up. The boss signalled me to cast them onto her desk.
"Now the bra" the bosses said.
I had to undo my jacket and put it over the seat back. Then unbutton my blouse and cast it over the seat back. next I reached behind and unclasped my bra and removed it. I placed it on the desk next to my knickers. The boss had a jolly good look at the assets on show. I stood hands on hips and allowed her a even better one.
She took my underwear off the desk and beckon me to dress. I replaced my blouse and jacket.
"Jayne's off and I need a volunteer to do the career day at the local college. the boss said.
"Okay" I said but I can't go like this with all those young perverts aka boys around. I knew full well i was but just in case anything want wrong I wanted it on record that I'd objected.
I arrived at the college to be informed that it had been agreed that I would do some practical demonstrations. We always have our kits with us so I was happy to oblique. Trouble was I'd have to get out of my suit uniform and into my treatment uniform. This would have been fine normally except today minus underwear meant having to strip naked in the girls toilets and dress in my treatment dress. I hadn't packed a top and pants uniform.
So there I was in the main hall with just a thin cotton dress between the boys and my naked assets.
They seemed to enjoy walking by and lingering.
At the end of the day I had to change back again. This time the toilets where full of older teenage girls whilst I was naked behind the door ever fearful that one would pop their head over the top.
I found my best friend in the staff office preparing her case for leaving.
"The boss needs to see you Jayne is unwell and she needs a safe pair of hands to cover the career day" Caroline said.
We often are requested to attend career days to talk about careers in beauty therapy and the cosmetics industry. I entered the bosses outer office and her secretary said for me to go in.
"Happy birthday" the boss said.
"Thank you" I replied.
"Take your knickers off" the boss said. She wanted a private peek of the birthday girl. The boss is definitely bi. I shoved my hands up my skirt and pulled them down to my knees that let gravity do the rest before stepping out of them and bending to pick them up. The boss signalled me to cast them onto her desk.
"Now the bra" the bosses said.
I had to undo my jacket and put it over the seat back. Then unbutton my blouse and cast it over the seat back. next I reached behind and unclasped my bra and removed it. I placed it on the desk next to my knickers. The boss had a jolly good look at the assets on show. I stood hands on hips and allowed her a even better one.
She took my underwear off the desk and beckon me to dress. I replaced my blouse and jacket.
"Jayne's off and I need a volunteer to do the career day at the local college. the boss said.
"Okay" I said but I can't go like this with all those young perverts aka boys around. I knew full well i was but just in case anything want wrong I wanted it on record that I'd objected.
I arrived at the college to be informed that it had been agreed that I would do some practical demonstrations. We always have our kits with us so I was happy to oblique. Trouble was I'd have to get out of my suit uniform and into my treatment uniform. This would have been fine normally except today minus underwear meant having to strip naked in the girls toilets and dress in my treatment dress. I hadn't packed a top and pants uniform.
So there I was in the main hall with just a thin cotton dress between the boys and my naked assets.
They seemed to enjoy walking by and lingering.
At the end of the day I had to change back again. This time the toilets where full of older teenage girls whilst I was naked behind the door ever fearful that one would pop their head over the top.
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