Standing there in just underwear and heels, Cindy remembered back to the morning of her second day at work.
Cindy had thought a lot that morning about what she should wear. The men she worked for had all enjoyed the dress she had worn for her first day, but she didn't have any other nice dresses and figured she couldn't wear a dress every day. Cindy knew she had to brighten up the office and look 'playful', but she was still unsure what exactly that meant. She very much wanted to please Ed and the other men.
She decided to wear an outfit she had received compliments for any time she had worn it. She wore her best jeans, which hugged her body well, showing off her ass nicely. She put on a tight red top, very bright. It emphasized her large breasts, with a deep v-neck. She knew the men enjoyed staring at her tits, as men had since she was 15, so she was sure this would please them.
The stares Cindy received while taking the bus to work reassured her that she had chosen well. She felt a little excited imagining Ed praising her when she arrived. She felt that overall she had done well on her first day and wanted to ensure that she made everyone happy so she could have a strong start to her career.
Cindy wanted to get to the office by 9am, so she walked quickly towards the elevator when she arrived at the building her office was in. Ed was there waiting at the elevator with a gentleman in a suit she had never seen. He greeted her with a booming voice as she arrived. "Hey darling, you excited about Day Two?"
Cindy smiled and assured she was as the elevator arrived. Ed pressed for their floor, the other man for a higher floor.
"So, let me see that outfit of yours."
Cindy awkwardly stood and pulled her hands away from her side. Ed stared at her cleavage and she could see the stranger doing the same. "Hmmm...can you turn around for me darling?"
Cindy felt rather silly turning around, especially with the other man watching, but of course she did as she was told.
"You look nice doll." There was a long pause, "...but I think it's best if you stick to skirts."
He turned to the other man "Don't you think Cindy should wear skirts for us?"
The other man agreed emphatically as the elevator stopped. Ed patted Cindy on the ass and said "Why don't you go buy something a little more playful and come on back then?"
As an afterthought Ed handed Cindy $20. The elevator doors shut and Cindy turned around. The stranger was still looking at her, a smirk on his face. He got off on his floor with a leer, and Cindy took the elevator all the way back down to the lobby.
Cindy was disappointed with herself. She really wanted to please her bosses. Why was she complicating things? When she wore the dress yesterday it was clear they all enjoyed it.
Cindy walked over to the 'Forever 21' store down the street. The store had just opened so she was the only customer. She looked at the clearance rack since she had only $25, including the money Ed had given her. There were only two skirts close to her size that would fit her budget. One was a mustard color skirt that would go to her knees. She knew this would not be playful enough. The other was a bright purple skirt, that was a size 2. Cindy normally wore a size 4, but thought it might work. It certainly would clash with her top, but it was bright, and quite short. She was sure her bosses would like it. The reduced price was $29.99 but she hoped it was further discounted.
Cindy found a sales assistant (one of only two other people in the store) and asked him what the final price was. He was a weasely looking fellow, a bit shorter than Cindy. He stared at Cindy's tits, then looked at the tag and told her it was $29.99. Cindy nervously said that she only had $25. She asked if they had any skirt for that price and the man told her that everything was on the rack, and besides there would be tax on top of the prices.
When Cindy looked like she was going to cry, the man added. "Well...if you wanted to give me a quick flash, I could give you an extra markdown."
Cindy was genuinely shocked, "You..you want me to flash you? Here...in the store?!"
"Sure" the man said licking his lips. "Nobody is here, we can go behind this rack."
Cindy looked at him, wondering to herself what kind of city this was. She knew she needed to get a skirt and get to her job. It was only her second day and she was already off to a bad start. She bit her lip and ventured, "Just for a few seconds."
The man nodded vigorously and Cindy followed him behind the rack of hoodies. Cindy took a breath, then lifted her purple top for him, exposing a small red bra she had chosen, and most of her plump breasts.
"No no!" the man said, "your tits, not your bra."
Cindy had expected he might insist. She decided she had best just accept that he had her where he wanted her. Cindy reached down and lifted her bra, exposing her hard pink nipples for the little man. He moved in closer and Cindy allowed him to enjoy a lingering, lustful stare, before lowering her bra and top.
"Nice." he said simply. "Hey if you let me have a feel I'll give you the dress for free."
Cindy was amazed at how crude the man was. He wanted to feel her up right here in the store? She looked around and saw there was still nobody around. Cindy realized she was actually considering the offer. Of course she couldn't let this stranger feel her tits in public...certainly not for $20. But she did need the money, and she couldn't deny that she was feeling a shiver of excitement about the idea. Only three boys had ever felt her tits.
Cindy stammered that he would have to be quick and again lifted her top and bra, this time moving closer to give the man access. The man took a breast in each hand, then pinched both her nipples. Cindy bit her lip as the man started to stroke her nipples, making them even harder. She shifted her weight and pushed against a hanger. The noise startled her enough that she quickly lowered her top thinking somebody was there. She looked at the man who was now wearing a lustful grin.
The man took the security tags off the dress and let Cindy leave the store. She felt a bit of the excitement that she had felt when she had exposed herself to other men, but she also felt a little dirty. Why couldn't more men be a gentleman like Ed was?