Jill walked down the corridor to the meeting room with extra dread this morning. All week her coworkers had been acting strange and to make matters worse she was sure she was going mad. Yesterday she could have swore her friends Michelle and Clare looked different, like physically different.
Bracing herself Jill put on a smile and walked into the office.
As she entered the room her jaw dropped. There at the conference table was Michelle and Clare, or at least what sort of looked like them.
‘Oh my god guys what’s wrong what’s happened to you?’ Jill spurted out.
‘Wrong?’ Said Michelle ‘there is nothing wrong with us’
‘Indeed. Did you not get your complementary pair of pantyhose last week?’ Clare followed ‘they feel so good. Like I don’t have a care in the world’
Jill composesed herself. And tried to remain calm. She needed a plan to get out of here. These people who looked like enhanced versions of themselves could not be trusted.
‘No I’m more of a trousers woman’ she said edging towards the door.
Michelle face changed ‘oh no we are a pantyhose company now. You’ll understand soon’
As she said that Michelle and Clare raised their feet to the table. ‘Just look’ they said together
‘Hose gone on brains goes off’ they said
‘Hose gone on brains goes off’
‘Hose gone on brains goes off’
‘Hose gone on brains goes off’
Jill tried to look away but she caught a glimpse of her coworkers feet. She stared and stared and stared all the while her brain absorbed messages.
‘Come with me’ said Michelle ‘let’s get you some hose’
Jill just nodded. Returning to the office sometime later she thought, or as much as she could think, that hose really did look better than trousers. She was so silly to have resisted for that week especially now she looked so different, so good, after all…
Let’s face it…after a few days of working from home Jill was bored. She missed the routine, the camaraderie of her co-workers and interacting with her clients. So she decided to mix things up a bit. After breakfast she showered, shaved, shampooed and put her hair up. Why not make it seem like she was going into the office? Suddenly she remembered the gift box from one of her newest accounts. Jill still wasn’t sure what that company actually did but the CEO Celeste was an intimidating, yet quite attractive Woman. No, Jill stopped herself. Mustn’t think THOSE kind of thoughts, especially about a client. And besides, Jill wasn’t like that…she kept telling herself. She found the gift box, Pearly…Pearlysomething or other…Lingerie? Isn’t that an odd gift for one businesswoman to give another? Especially since they did not know each other very well…
yet…
Feeling a bit naughty Jill decided to put on the Lingerie, some makeup and then her work clothes and do her work from home like that instead of the jeans and sweats she had been living in lately. The stockings slid smoothly and easily up her freshly shaven legs and the red lacy thong and bra wouldn’t be noticeable under her work skirt and top. But Jill would be aware she was wearing them…
Since she was staying home, Jill decided to not put on her heels and enjoyed the feel of her stocking feet on the carpet. She went over to her desk, sat down and signed into the company net. She answered some e-mails and checked in with her boss and some of her friends. Did any of them notice? Could anyone tell what she was wearing? Through her computer’s camera they could only see Jill from the shoulders up. They could not see her stocking feet idly rubbing on the carpet. They could not see that Jill had pushed her skirt up to her waist. They did not notice Jill squirming ever-so-slightly in her chair.
Jill’s boss informed her of a message from an important new client. One of their newest accounts. Would Jill handle it? Of course. But who…? Oh…
Jill nervously connected via videochat to…Celeste, the CEO of that company. What a coincidence…or
was it?
Even over the chat, not in person, Jill felt intimidated…and yet felt a stirring in her belly she just…tried to ignore. After a few pleasantries and business talk Jill was suddenly taken aback when Celeste told her to stand up.
“What?” Jill managed to croak
“I want you to stand up, please” Celeste repeated. the ‘please’ doing nothing to hide the fact that it was an order.
Blushing, Jill stood, showing off the red panties and stocking tops.
“Oh, very nice…” Purred Celeste. “I see you have been enjoying my gift. Tell me, Jill. Have you been touching yourself while we’ve been chatting?”
“N-no..” Jill lied.
“Mmmmm-hmmm…” Celeste murmured. “Well, why don’t you just do so while I watch? And soon, very soon, we will meet and you can thank me properly for your gift…”
“Oh…yes” Jill whispered as her fingers moved…without her even thinking…
