Caught by My Boss Ch. 03bySabineteas©
Well, I sat at my desk in my trench coat until 15 minutes after the day was supposed to start. That's when Diane came in, late. Everyone who worked in the office that had to walk by my desk gave me strange looks, wondering why Sabine was at her desk with her coat on instead of working, like usual. I knew that they were wondering what was up with me. It made my stomach knot up even more. Several people said Good Morning or hello to me and it was hard to respond to them.
As Diane walked past my desk to her office she looked at me.
"Come here, now, Sabine."
I got up. I was so glad she was here. Now I could get past whatever she was going to do to me and get on with the day. I walked into her office behind her.
"Take off the coat."
No Good Morning, no hello, just take off the coat. This was not looking good for me at all. I unbuttoned it and slipped it off. Diane held out her hands. I gave it to her. She dropped it on the side of her desk.
"I'm glad to see that you wore what I told you to wear."
I was standing, in plain view of the hallway in just heels and stockings and I was scared to death that someone was going to walk by and see me.
"Let's get you dressed."
As she said that she walked past me to my alcove with my closet. I was frozen where I was. I couldn't walk out there like this!
"Get your fat ass out here, Sabine."
"Diane, I can't..."
"If you want something to wear, Sabine, get out here. Otherwise you can stay naked all day or if you want you can leave, but the coat stays here."
I closed my eyes, opened them and walked out, hunched over, trying to cover myself.
"Stand up straight!" I stood up straighter, but covered my pussy and boobs.
"Put you hands down, Sabine."
"I've already seen it, Sabine. Put your hands down."
My arms went to my sides. Diane opened my closet. She handed me my skirt to my outfit. I looked at her.
"You don't need any underwear, Sabine. The more you question me, the longer you are going to be bare assed out here."
I grabbed my skirt and almost leaped into it. I had it buttoned and zipped in an instant. Diane handed me the jacket to the outfit.
"Diane, I at least need my blouse."
"No, you don't."
"Do you want the jacket or not?"
I took the jacket and slipped it on, buttoning all the buttons. Then I looked down at myself. The jacket gaped open, plainly showing that I did not have a blouse on.
"Diane, I can't be like this. Everyone will know that I am not wearing a blouse."
"It's not appropriate for the office."
"Sabine, go to your desk and get to work. Now!"
My shoulders slumped and I walked slowly to my desk. Diane walked into her office. It wasn't long before one of the guys sauntered over to my desk. He started to talk to me but never made eye contact. His eyes were focused on the bare skin between the lapels of my jacket. I knew that I was blushing. My face felt very warm. And to cap it all off my nipples had tightened and gotten erect. My God, Sabine, this cannot be turning you on! I glanced at him and he was smirking at me as he stared at my barely covered chest. I was so damn embarrassed! Eventually he left, without saying one word to me. All he did was stare at me.
But before too long another one of the guys was just outside my little place. He leaned against the wall and looked at me, looked at my jacket and the bare skin showing. Everyone knew something was going on. No one knew what for sure, but they sure knew something unusual was happening. Before the morning was over every lower grade male employee had made a pilgrimage to my desk and spent a good amount of time staring at me. Some of them said nothing, some made attempts to talk to me, but they weren't serious about it. All they wanted to do was stare. It embarrassed me, humiliated me. And there wasn't much I could do about it.
Just before lunch Kate, the one girl in the office who didn't like me came by.
"Jesus Sabine, why don't you just show them all your tits?"
"Kate, why don't you mind your own business? Don't you have work to do?"
"At least I am not acting like some exhibitionist and drawing attention to myself. I suppose you are just loving the attention."
"Actually Kate, it really isn't any of your business, but no, I am not enjoying this at all."
"Then what is going on here?"
"As I said, Kate, it isn't any of your business."
"So Miss High and Mighty doesn't have to talk to the peons. I guess after kissing Holcomb's ass to get the job as her assistant you're too good for the rest of us. I'll bet you're still kissing her ass you little bitch. If it wasn't for you, I'd have the job as her assistant and you'd still be in the pool with the rest of the girls. If Holcomb was a guy I'd bet you would be blowing him every day. We'll see how Mr. Wilson likes this."
She turned to walk away.
"Kate, what do you mean?"
"Wilson is going to hear about this. And then we'll see who is sitting here, bitch."
Kate walked away down the hall toward the executive suites. I laid my head on my desk. If she says anything to Wilson, my ass is grass. I got up and walked to Diane's door and rapped on the molding.
"Diane.." "What do you want?"
"Kate is going to talk to Wilson. We have to do something."
"Like what? I need my blouse."
"No, you don't."
"But, Diane, if he comes down here and sees me like this I am going to be in trouble."
"If he comes down here, we'll deal with it."
"It isn't going to be that easy."
"Sabine, he is a man. It can be dealt with. Now go back to work. By the way, do you and Kate get along?"
Diane smiled at that. I didn't like the smile.
"That could be very interesting."
"I didn't like that either. I turned and went back to my desk. It wasn't more than ten minutes and Mr. Wilson walked into my alcove. He didn't say anything, just looked at me. I looked at him at first but then my eyes went down to my desk and the file on it. I didn't say anything either. He walked up to Diane's door.
"Diane, we need to talk."
"Sure Bill. Come on in."
He entered her office and I sat there. I was scared. I was sure I was in trouble. Maybe Diane was too. I didn't really care about her, but I certainly cared about me. I could hear them talking but I couldn't make out what they were saying. It seemed forever but before long Diane was at the door.
"Come in here, Sabine."
She turned and walked back into her office. I got up and followed her. Mr. Wilson was sitting in one of her side chairs. I stood alongside his chair, about three feet away from him. Diane sat down behind her desk.
"Sabine, Bill and I have talked things out. As long as you stay in your alcove except for lunch and coming and going there isn't a problem with your dress. But there is a quid pro quo. Take off your jacket."
"Diane, I can't..."
"Yes you can, Sabine. Just keep in mind what started this."
As if I could forget! I looked at her, my eyes begging for her to relent. I didn't see any sympathy there at all.
"May I close the door?"
"Go ahead, but then do as you are told."
I walked to the door and shut it. Diane motioned for me to come back. I walked back to stand next to Mr. Wilson. Diane motioned for me to get on with it. I closed my eyes and then unbuttoned my jacket. I looked at Diane, then Mr. Wilson. I slipped it off my shoulders and off. Mr. Wilson's eyes bugged out. I turned beet red.
"She has fairly nice tits, even if they are tiny."
Wilson licked his lips. I felt his eyes burning a hole in my boobs. I was embarrassed, humiliated and ashamed. But my fucking nipples were stiff! I felt really warm way down low, really warm. I stared above his head, I couldn't look at him.
"Now, Bill, this is just a little treat for you. Maybe someday you can have a bigger treat, but just be happy with what you have gotten today. And nothing goes any further than this room, correct?"
"Sure Diane. Nothing goes any further. She does have nice tits and it looks as if she is enjoying this. Her nipples are erect."
If anything I got even redder. I wanted to die. I wanted to quit but my finances were so bad I couldn't. I vowed to find another job as soon as possible. The only problem with that was that they would surely contact my current employer. Diane would end up talking with them and I was pretty sure that she would tell them about me running around naked in the office. I was fucked. I cringed as Wilson got up and faced me, smirking.
"Yes, her nipples are stiff."
"Well Diane, thanks for this. It's been a pleasure."
He turned and chuckling once more walked to the door, opened it and left. He thanked her for my boobs? This was too surreal. Diane stepped up to me. She took her right hand and tweaked my left nipple. She laughed.
"They are erect! This is too sweet. Does showing your tits get you hot, Sabine?"
"I think it does. Besides Sabine, you'd lie to me anyway. But I am pretty sure you don't mind letting someone see your tits. We'll see what we can do about other things soon."
I wasn't sure what she meant by that but I didn't like the sound of it.
"May I put on my jacket?"
I slipped it on quickly and buttoned it, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Is he going to keep silent?"
"Most likely. At least for now anyway. As long as you are a good girl, Sabine. Just remember the cd and that I have it. There are a few people here who are not as open minded as Bill. I want you to keep that in mind, Sabine."
Like I was going to forget that recording of me. Like I was going to forget that if some people in upper management heard about it and saw it I was going to get fired. And that I couldn't afford to get fired. Diane didn't know that, I thought, but she could make it almost impossible for me to get a job as good as the one I had here. My ass was hers. She sat back down behind her desk and waved me off. I went back to mine and tried to work. I wasn't very successful. I ended up watching a parade of guys in the afternoon coming by to stare at me. It wasn't a very good day at all.
Finally five o'clock came. Diane came to her door and motioned me into her office. I walked in and shut the door. She grinned at me as I did it.
"That's fine Sabine. For now you can be shy."
Diane walked to her closet and took out my trench coat. With it folded over her arm she looked at me.
"Take off your clothes, Sabine."
I closed my eyes, opened them, and Diane was still there. I undressed. There wasn't much to take off. She handed me my trench coat and took my jacket and skirt. I slipped the coat on and buttoned it. She smirked at me. "Come with me. I need to run an errand before I go home."
We walked out of the office and into the parking ramp. We got to her car and got in and Diane started it and drove off. She drove us to a gas station and pulled in.
"I need some gas and I want you to pump it for me."
She handed me her credit card and I got out and opened her fill spout and worked her credit card in the pump. It approved and I pulled the nozzle out and stuck it in the fill pipe and squeezed the handle. Diane opened her door and leaned out.
"Lock the handle and then take off the coat."
"Look, I am tired of hearing that you can't this and you can't that. Maybe I just should go to Prescott and let him see your cd."
"Then get the coat off."
I looked around. There were three other cars at the pumps. I slowly unbuttoned my coat and slipped it off. Diane took it and dropped it in her backseat. A car pulled up right behind us. I turned my back to it. Showing my ass was the lesser evil. The guy in it climbed out and glanced at me and then stopped dead. I heard him start laughing.
"Nice ass, lady."
I stood cringing as I felt his eyes on me. I listened to the pump ding next to me and cursed it for being so slow. And my nipples got hard again. The pump I was using finally clicked off and I hurriedly pulled the hose out and hung it up. I closed her tank cap and slammed the door shut.
"Turn and walk around the back of my car. Don't look down and keep your hands at your sides."
I did as I was told, blushing as much as I ever had. The guy behind us was staring at me grinning.
"Nice tits too and I like your pussy."
I whimpered and hurried to the passenger door. I could still hear him laughing as I jumped into her car. Diane started it and drove back to the parking ramp at our office. She pulled up next to my car and handed my coat to me.
"Put it on so you don't end up on tape again and go home. I'll see you tomorrow."
I got out after slipping my coat on and she drove off. I got into my car and rested my head on the steering wheel. I was fucked, I was so fucked.