Tracy Tries to Outwit Her Urges! - Sex Stories

Tracy Tries to Outwit Her Urges!

... cabinet months ago and opened it.

Tracy's heart skipped a beat or two when she found only a pair of red high heels waiting for her in the bag. She vaguely remembered bringing the shoes in to work on one of the days she was dressed more flamboyantly. She thought, "I must have grabbed the wrong bag when I meant to bring these home. I bet the backup clothes are in my car's trunk!" She knew once Eric returned her already slim chance of getting back in her clothes without being seen in the nude by her supervisor would likely vanish entirely. It dawned on her that her only hope of getting out of this mess was to risk making a break for it!

So she did!

Peeking over the sea of cubicles Tracy saw Carol standing at her own cubicle at the far end of the room, looking down into the space next to hers, apparently having a conversation. With Carol in a position to see Tracy from her head down to her belly if she were to look towards her, Tracy began trotting to the breakroom. She kept her eye on Carol the whole time, ready to duck down below the top of the cubicles if Carol began to turn towards her.

Watching Carol so closely was why Tracy didn't see Nancy until she was about to collide with her. To her credit, Nancy's first thought was for Tracy's well-being, asking a series of questions.

"Did someone attack you? Are you being chased? Why are you naked?"

Tracy replied, her voice cracking, "No, nobody has attacked me, and no one's chasing me either. I'm not sure how to ...

... explain why I'm naked. My clothes are in that tote bag on the counter, can I get dressed now and explain later?"

Turning to her own problems once it was clear that Tracy wasn't in any danger, Nancy pointed angrily to her own blouse, with half of her cup of coffee splattered across her chest. She told her naked co-worker, "the only reason Carol and I are here this afternoon is the video conference we have in a few minutes. I can't look like this in front of our client. We're close to the same size, let me have your bra and blouse until the call is over!"

Tracy had to admit that it was her own fault that Nancy's clothes were a mess, and besides, Nancy was about 15 years older and way higher in the office's hierarchy. Tracy nodded and asked, instead of switching back after your call, can I take your bra and blouse so I can pick up my kids from school on time? I'll have your things cleaned, of course!"

Nancy couldn't help being impressed by the nerve of the naked young woman standing before her, negotiating with such a weak hand; she agreed, but added a condition, "Okay, but if I'm not satisfied with the cleaning, you'll need to replace them!"

Tracy nodded her agreement, dug her blouse and bra out of the tote, and set them on the counter. She had just got her panties and slacks on when Nancy handed her the soaked white silk blouse and pale pink bra. Nancy cleaned her upper chest, boobs and belly with wet paper towels, and Tracy blotted the stained areas on Nancy's ...