Kylie was back, perched in her obscene little way on the shelf on the wall opposite Jen. Her tanned, naked fairy skin catching the light and sparkling, her orange and blue butterfly wings opening and closing lazily.
Matthew continued to talk and Jen continued her half listening responses, “yep… uh huh… sure… yeah… uh huh…” while she watched the little winged woman, her perfect figure strutting back and forth on tip-toe across the wooden shelf until she reached a picture frame and then smiled at Jenny wickedly.
Jen could do nothing but watch; trapped bottomless behind her desk with her boss sitting opposite her she could simply mouth the word “please”
Her plea went ignored as the faerie theatrically raised a wing like a cape, covering the picture before lowering it in an instant revealing the picture had become a mirror, which Kylie quickly re positioned so Jen could see herself at her desk and the back of Matthews head.
Confused Jen raised an eyebrow. was that it? Kylie had erased a picture of her parents and turned it into a mirror? She could just print another one... Then, with a small flurry, Kylie twisted the mirror down, bringing Jen’s desk and Matthews’s legs into view… only… Jen could see her own legs too… and she realised with horror that her tormentor had made the privacy screen on the front of her desk disappear. Staring back at Jen were her finely toned bare legs and the new heels she was stuck in, completely on display, all Matthew would have to do is stand up and glance under the desk…
Jen squeaked involuntarily and squeezed her crossed legs together tighter while Kylie curtseyed and disappeared again.
“Are you alright?” Matthew asked at Jens sudden commotion.
“I… I have a bit of a headache actually… all these figures…” Jen breathed quietly, she was going to get caught, she was bottomless in front of her boss and there was nothing to hide her privacy but their proximity and the desk top.
“Ok, I’ll leave you in peace for a while, I’ll go back over these in my office” Matthew said as he stood, “Thanks for your help Jen”
He quickly gathered all the papers on the desk while Jen sat in complete panicked silence, watching his every move with abject fear. At any moment he’d move away and see under the desk…
Matthew turned to walk out of the office, and Jens heart skipped a beat when he turned back around. Squeezing her legs together and bringing her feet close to her brought her knees up. She could only pray he… and then he glanced down … Jen watched his eyes go wide before he spoke…
“Your… er… I don’t think I noticed when you came in today Jen, but maybe a slightly longer skirt might be more appropriate in future?”
Oh my god! Jen thought, panicking, maybe he couldn’t see, Jen glanced in the mirror and reasoned with her legs like this, knees up slightly because of her heels it didn’t exactly reveal a lack of skirt… just a lot of thigh… Matthew thought she was wearing a small skirt!
She stumbled with her words, “S-s-orry Matthew, I don’t know what I was thinking, laundry day and it was the only professional one I had left…” She ventured hopefully. P-p-please let that be the end of it… please…
“OK… with those shoes and such a tiny skirt... I cant even see it! ... I thought you might be heading straight out to a party after work! Anyway, we don't have a dress code but we are professionals after all!” Matthew laughed as he turned to the door, “You've got killer legs Jen but you'll distract that staff!" He said with a wink. "see you later” and with that he walked out of her office and shut the door behind him.
Gasping for air Jen quickly ran across the room to the door and locked it, trying to calm herself down from that near humiliation.
“Kylie!” She hissed, “Where are you?! … You almost got me fired! Come back here and fix this right now!”