Perils of Amishi – Chapter 5 – Humiliated at the office

Scene guide –

Scene One – Incoming story prep

Scene Two – The Confession (in her own words)

Scene Three – End of Chapter Five

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By now, I was deeply engrossed in Amishi’s confessions. No doubt I was curious, but more than that, I somehow started getting increasingly turned on by each of her misadventures. Initially I felt sad, angered as well but slowly l realized that I was getting addicted to the thrill provided by her steamy narrations.

Scene One – Incoming story prep

I was pretty excited the next day, thinking about what surprising tale Amishi would share. Out of anticipation I didn’t jerk off the entire day, finished dinner early and even took out my wireless earphones to have a hands-free experience throughout her narration.

It was somewhere around 11:30 pm when Amishi called me. I hurriedly switched off my lights, laid down comfortably on my bed and received her call.

“Hey, I hope you haven’t slept”, Amishi began.

“No, it’s quite early you know. Plus, I was expecting your call”, I replied.

“I’m really sorry if I’m bothering you with my stories but it feels liberating sharing them with you. I know it doesn’t make any difference now but I feel like you should know everything. Also, I don’t have anyone else to share them with either”, Amishi continued.

“It’s absolutely fine Amishi. I know it won’t change anything but I really don’t mind knowing the truth”, I replied again.

“Thanks for being so understanding. Let me begin now”, Amishi said and started another one of her confessions.

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Scene Two – The Confession (in her own words)

The very first thing I did the next morning was rummage through my wardrobe to locate my business skirt. It was nothing special but a simple body-hugging black pencil skirt that I had bought to please you. Unfortunately, Suresh had seen me in it while browsing through my phone gallery. I never knew he would demand me to wear it one day.

After continuing my search for a while, I soon found what I was looking for. I pulled it out, spread it and frowned. It was short!

Frantically, I lowered down my half pants that I was wearing and put the skirt on. As expected, to my dismay, it settled almost 3 inches above my knee, that too when I very generously lowered the waist-band to the max. This was too short considering an office!

I thought of calling Suresh at first, but my distress would only make him happier than he already was. Instead, I started focusing on finding a shirt to complete my outfit for the day. Shortly I found one, it was a white full sleeved formal that was a perfect match for the skirt. There was one slight problem though.

Removing the T-shirt that I was wearing, I swiftly wore my new find and buttoned up. Damn was it tight! Tighter as I tucked it in!

As I examined myself in the mirror, I could see how nicely the shirt fit my body, enveloping it like a skin. These shirts are specially tailored for the female body and it did a wonderful job stretching tightly across the right places, displaying my curves and accentuating my breasts. Since I wasn’t wearing a bra then, I could even see my nipples faintly.

I started searching for a white bra, since a coloured one was out of question. My search ended with a cotton one; good thing being it would not be distinct under the shirt, bad thing being it would do very little in concealing my nipples, especially if they got hard.

I quickly glanced at the clock and realized I didn’t have much time. Shaking off my thoughts, I took a bath, grabbed some breakfast and started putting on my torture costume. A pantyhose would have been a life saver then but alas, I didn’t have one! I briefly thought about covering up with leggings but that would definitely upset my tormentor, plus it would have looked really odd. “I will just have to be really careful sitting down and standing up”, I silently thought to myself.

Before long, I found myself inside our apartment lift, my biggest concern being the stares I would receive that day. Luckily, there was not a single person in sight. “So far so good”, I whispered and proceeded towards the front exit. I couldn’t risk sharing an auto ride that day so I decided to reserve one.

“Madam, auto, auto!”, the chants started coming as soon as I reached the auto stand. It was crowded as usual and I saw people stealing glances at me, some even staring confidently. “So, it starts”, I thought to myself and swiftly paced towards an empty auto. Keeping my head lowered I hurriedly got into it and directed the driver to head towards my office.

The driver a bit surprised at my behaviour looked at me once and slowly started driving the vehicle. I had tightly clenched my knees together and kept my office bag pressed onto my chest. Though this helped me in covering up my chest, my legs were still exposed. No matter how modestly I sat, the skirt rode up beyond my mid thighs and one wrong move would mean flashing my red panties.

As the uneasy ride continued, the driver kept stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror, paying special attention to my legs. Needless to say, he was having a fun time and perhaps even hoping to get a peek at my panties. As for me, I felt extremely uncomfortable in my outfit, staying vigilant so as to not expose myself too much. I even thought of switching to a cross-legged position but discarded the idea, since that would only make my skirt creep up higher than it already was and I posed the risk of flashing myself.

“Madam, we reached”, the driver suddenly spoke up. Surprised I looked towards him and then outside; indeed, we were already outside my office premises. Lost in my thoughts, I had completely zoned out of my surroundings. “Oh, ok”, I replied, placed my bag onto my lap and reached inside for the money.

As I handed him the fare, I realized he had been staring at my chest; there was a sly smile on his face. I immediately glanced down at my chest only to realize how lewdly my assets were on display. My breasts looked like two huge globes, straining to get free, only held in place by the buttons on my shirt.

With an angry look, I repositioned my bag over my chest and carefully exited the auto. I’m sure he got another eyeful but I had bigger things to worry about then, a whole day of awkwardness was ahead of me. Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself and entered the office premises.

I could immediately sense eyes on me as I walked past the security booth and onto the pavement towards my building. “And so, it begins”, I sighed at myself and quickened my pace.

When I finally entered my office, I was greeted with looks of surprise. Making my way through the cubicles, I hurried passed my colleagues as they stared me from head to toe.