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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This part true / part fantasy is about my former boss of about two and a half years ago. It is true up to the part where the girl Sian suggests the strip tease. I put it on the net some years back with Margaret and Sian's real names and some one must have seen it as I became aware of some comments Cryptic but enough to know that the whole building (900 people and I was very well known after 7 years) had probably read it and seen the self taken ) face showing) photos I posted to illustrate it. The PA to the head of the building when I dropped some papers said "you've dropped em" with a knowing smile and at some blokes leaving do when he was pissed he mentioned being on stage and on the internet. I left shortly later unrelated to this but I am struck with horror at the thought that my secret fantasy became public. Margaret and the whole building knew I fancied her but knowing that she had read my fantasy was both exhilarating and a shame.
Margaret’s Birthday surprise
I work in a large office .My senior manager is Margaret. Margaret is someone that I am in awe of. She is 45 years of age, approx 5 feet and 9 inches tall with shoulder length blonde hair and a slim figure. Margaret is an extremely intelligent and capable woman. She has risen up the management chain above many men and most men upon meeting her are intimidated by her purposeful and direct approach. I admire her even more knowing that outside the workplace she often behaves like a giggly schoolgirl but can adopt the business like persona that whilst courteous and friendly intimidates men and women alike
It is no secret at work that I am deeply attracted to Margaret I had managed to hide this quite successfully and got on with Margaret quite well both professionally and socially to the extent that on occasion I attempted some mild and timid flirting. This did not sit well with her assistant Sian and the other female staff and led to some jealousy on their part and a degree of friction. One evening after a team social event I found myself getting on with Sian better than usual and after a large number of drinks began to consider that I had misjudged her. By about 1 AM most of the team including Margaret had left for home leaving just Sian and I. The drink continued to flow and we began to discuss who at work we would most like to sleep with. I confided in Sian that Margaret was the one I would most like to sleep with. Sian laughed and told me that she and the rest of the team suspected it but did not realize just how besotted I was. I swore her to secrecy which she agreed. Sian told me that she and some of the other female staff often visited Margaret's house on non formal social occasions. Sian jokingly told me that she had the advantage over me in that she had been given a tour of Margaret’s house and had seen her bedroom. On this occasion she had seen a pair of Margaret's panties on the floor which Margaret had hastily picked up and placed into the laundry basket. I joked "you lucky cow" and Sian teased me for blushing. "I could get you a pair of her worn knickers”, Sian teased. I declined but after a series of running jokes centred on what I would do with them, Sian asked me if Seriously I wanted a pair. I was torn between the sense that I would be invading her privacy and the desire to posses and wear her underwear. I finally agreed and we jokingly referred to it as "operation Blondie-pants" I asked Sian why she would do this as we had not always got on and Margaret was her friend as well as her boss. Sian told me that She did not like the way Margaret "talked down to her" and would get a thrill out of getting one over on Margaret knowing that I had a pair of her knickers" After another drink we left the nightclub. The following Monday morning Sian walked over to me arm out with her hand clasped “I’ve something for you, here " and attempted to push her fist into my hand. No I replied I've changed my mind it would be an invasion of her privacy. Sian opened her hand and it was empty she laughed but more cynically than the previous Friday night. I looked around and had the feeling that the other women had been watching but were attempting not to appear to have not been paying attention. Later in the morning I visited Margaret's office with some paperwork. As I entered Margaret looked me straight in the eye, no welcoming smile, a smirk on her lovely face as she attempted to contain herself from bursting out laughing. I had been betrayed by Sian, Margaret knew but is too professional to comment on the matter in work, but was deliberately letting me know that she knew my secret. I found my cheeks flushing and sat down. I averted her gaze and stumbled through her work related questions. Margaret concluded the meeting with a curt thank you Gary and turned back to her computer. As I walked out of the office I looked back and could just see a self satisfied smirk on her face. For the following week whenever I passed Sian I cut her dead, Margaret simply blushed and looked down at the floor the other female members of staff smiled and if in pairs giggled after I had passed. The week after, Sian apologised stating that she had been at Margaret's on Saturday and it had just slipped out. I accepted her apology and sought her help in “getting back into Margaret's good books" She agreed to give it some thought and get back to me.
FANTASY STARTS HERE
The next day Sian invited me for a coffee with the tantalising promise of an idea to resolve my problem. Sian explained that it was Margaret's birthday soon and that she and approx 15 of the female staff and some friends from other departments were going out on the town. They always started in a particular pub that had a back room for functions. “You know that one of Margaret's favourite film's is "The full Monty" where a group of men strip full frontal for a group of women in a night club" I told her that I knew as I had heard her and others speak of it. Sian then said that the girls wanted to get her a stripper for a performance in the pub function room to embarrass her, but instead of a professional it would be more fun if it was one of her staff in office attire doing the "Full Monty" "She will love it but won't know where to look, go on it will be fun and afterwards you can come round town with us and get back friends again, AND as you will need a pair of skimpy underwear, I'll get you a pair of Margaret's knickers to wear during your performance, Margaret will have had a few to drink and won't recognise her own knickers, go on it will be a laugh". I asked who would be there and if she was sure that it would get me back into her good books and that I could keep her knickers. Sian assured me that it would have the effect of me accepting my punishment for attempting to procure her knickers whilst also making a big joke out of it with Margaret and her team and friends. Reluctantly I agreed. I met Sian in the pub prior to her meeting the others and waited in the gents where I put on her underwear. After half an hour Sian knocked on the door and told me they were ready. "Does she know?”, I asked " No idea" she replied. Sian entered the function room where all 15 were sitting . “Margaret you're special surprise is now ready" Sian announced and the " You can take your hat off music " started. Margaret burst into applause looking round excitedly for her present. I walked out as confidently as I could to applause and shrieks of "get em off for the girls" Margaret blushed and exclaimed "OH NO" then started to clap again laughing with the others. I did my best sexy routine removing jacket , tie, shoes, socks and shirt. By the time I was undoing my trousers Margaret was beetroot coloured but shouting with the others. At this point even after several stiff drinks fear gripped me , the cameras which I hadn’t anticipated were poised and even I knew that with drink and about to be seen full frontally nude by 14 colleagues was bad enough Margaret was about to see my willy, and I knew that these factors would combine to make me shrink, they were already laughing, what would they do when I peeled the skimpy knickers off to reveal all. I dropped my trousers to hoots of laughter as they saw the underwear. Margaret was covering her face with her hands, maybe she wouldn’t look. I hooked my thumbs into the elastic and took a deep breath, I hesitated and looked Margaret straight into her eyes searching for a reassuring gesture. Margaret shrieked and the roars of laughter were deafening. The camera flashes dazzled me. I looked down in embarrassment as my willy had shrunk to the smallest I had ever seen it. Even Margaret was taking photos. I picked up the knickers and held them to cover my modesty. Sian walked over to the stage area. "I'd like to thank Gary for providing the entertainment not only for Margaret but also for his own staff, he's been a very good sport" As she walked away she turned back and with a smug grin added " Well we are off round town we will see you on Monday.......and oh I'll have MY knickers back thank you", and snatched them from my hands, "What? You didn’t actually think that they were Margaret's did you? The photos were duly passed round by hand and E-Mail. Sian the little Minx had won and I had to endure the sniggers and mentally undressing of the entire building.
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