The reflection in the mirrored glass revealed her worst nightmare. Not only could she see the horror in her face but the reflection, in full length profile, of her body, naked except for her socks and sneakers. Three short words popped into her mind, "Oh...my...God!"
It all made sense. The drivers, the looks of her co-workers, the Managing Director's innuendo. The Managing Director! She'd just presented herself to the company owner's son completely nude.
Shock gave way to embarrassment and Jenna rushed out of the office, her breasts bouncing and her bum wobbling in her haste to flee the scene. There was nothing she could do, nowhere to hide.
And that's when she remembered the cleaners store cupboard. Covering herself up as much as possible, Jenna rushed down the corridor, barging past a couple of startled Japanese businessmen who watched, bemused. Racing to the end of the corridor, ashamed yet strangely turned on. "Pleaes let it be unlocked," she whispered to herself, panting breathlessly.
She reached the last door and turned the handle, expecting no movement. But for once, today, luck was on her side. The door swung out to reveal a dark cupboard stuffed with mops, buckets, cleaning utensils...and an apron! Diving into the relative safety of the store-room, Jenna reached for the apron to restore some semblance of modesty. She was trembling, blushing...giggling. It was so wrong, so embarrassing. So why was she so turned on?
Half an hour later, after carefully peering around the green glossed door, Jenna emerged from her hiding place hoping no-one was around. Dressed only in the cleaner's apron, she quickly and quietly slipped down a rear stairwell to make her swift exit out of a rear door, desperately hoping no-one would see her attire, her naked behind, her slight pink glow and the sheen of sweat all over her skin. Or smell the musky odour that emitted from between her legs and fingers.