On the first day in her new job, Sally texted me shortly after I got to work. She explained that she would like to get together at lunchtime as the job involved a uniform to wear and she needed to offload some clothes as she had not brought her gym bag with her. I was a bit surprised because Sally had never done anything like this before.
We arranged to meet at a Starbucks somewhere close to her office and I got there first. I almost didn’t recognize her when she arrived because her hair was all tucked up underneath a cap, the sort that airline stewardesses wore. She had on her coat so I could not see her uniform.
She explained that she had to keep the coat on, but if I went to the toilet now, she would show me. So as Sally went off to the toilet, I asked the person on the next table if they could mind the coffee whilst I went to the restroom. There was an initial door from the store and further doors to the gents, ladies, staff area, and the disabled stall.
Sally grabbed me and dragged me into the disabled one, where she took off her coat and I understood why she had to keep the uniform hidden. As we already knew, the firm distributed games merchandise, but Sally did not realise that as well as general phone answering, she would be expected to model the cosplay costumes the firm also sold.
There were three receptionists, all in different costumes and they wore different ones each day. As well as showing individuals to meeting rooms and offices as normal, they could be asked to come out from behind the reception desk to model the costumes and let the customers examine them closely. This costume was a cosplay air hostess, not that any airline would ever use it.
Under the ordinary-looking white cap was a blue and white uniform. The top of it was sort of like a polo shirt, with the collar turned up so it created a padded shoulder look. The sleeves went down to the elbow and the front extended down over her breasts and stomach and was joined up with a skirt that was very short. The whole thing was made out of latex and hugged her like a second skin. Down the front was a very large circle of skin on show.
The neck was a polo one to hold it together, but the circle got larger as it went under her breasts, then turned inward over her stomach. Her belly button was exposed as was the whole inside and half of the bottom of her breasts. Her nipples were only just hidden but the material showed they were erect. There was a similar but larger circle on her back which just showed the top of her ass cheeks.
The skirt had the holes reversed. Both her hips were exposed and the edge of the circle on both sides at the back showed maybe one-quarter of the side of her ass. At the front, her pussy was covered, but the length of the skirt and tightness of the material made it ride up when she sat down. To ensure decency prevailed there was a thin strap, like a string bikini bottom, also made of latex.
It was about two inches wide and clipped on the front and back of the inside of the skirt. Sally took it off now, rolled up the front of the dress, and frantically rubbed her pussy and clit. It took only moments for her to come and come hard. She explained that the uniform had kept her in a permanent state of arousal and the occasional check of the material from a customer had made it worse.
She took her underwear out of her handbag and told me to keep it because this job did not need any. I’m not sure she really needed to give me her underwear because it would fit in her handbag easily. She just wanted me to be constantly reminded all day and indeed all fortnight that her body was as exposed as this at all times. She also told me that I needed to pick her up quickly after work and get her home as soon as possible.
By 5;30 she expected to be horny out of her mind and if I wasn’t there to provide a fuck straight away, then she would get one off a stranger. Needless to say, I worked at double pace all afternoon and for the next two weeks. As soon as she got in the car in her short skirt, she pulled it up and started to play with herself. I threw my jacket over her lap. All the other days I picked her up I was prepared with a vibrator and a throw to hide her movements. We were driving in a city for god’s sake.
Each morning in the car she would tell me the text from work telling her who she was representing. On the way home she described the costume. Tuesday was Wonder Woman, basically a corset and a star-spangled thong. Wednesday and Thursday Snow White and Little Red Riding Hood. They had skirts although their length was less than four inches and were very bouncy.
Friday, Monday, and Tuesday were characters I didn’t know but they were basically smaller and smaller leotards with some attachments to hair, ears, and shoulders to define the costume. Wednesday was the classic Princess Leia and Thursday was a plain black bikini, thigh-high boots, and a Stormtrooper’s helmet Each day when we got home was the same, She rushed in, tugged off her clothes, and presented her pussy to me. I was instructed to fuck her hard and hold nothing back, so I did as I was told.
When I finally came, she went upstairs to the bedroom and played with her dildo and vibrator until dinner was ready. If I felt recovered enough to fuck her again whilst cooking I wandered upstairs and slammed into her repeatedly. After dinner was ready, she put on a housecoat and came down to eat it. Usually, that was enough to satisfy her horniness, but in the second week, she often played with herself whilst we watched TV.
We hardly talked except for her to say that the job made her so horny that she didn’t know how the other two receptionists did it every day. Tina decided on the first evening that she needed a different dress for the Friday drinks. I believe it was purchased online and I never saw it until I picked her up On Friday morning everything was as normal except that every few hours she sent me odd texts, including a photo.
She was dressed as the snow cat, whatever that was and she said it was the horniest thing she had ever worn. At about two pm, she told me that she was desperate to rub herself off, but the other two receptionists were cruel bitches who came into the ladies' room with her and held the door open so she could only pee. About 4;30 she told me she was almost passing out with desire. She wasn’t sure if she could last out, I might need to pick her up as normal.