Mary hesitated to soak up the rare sunshine, quickly adjusting her long skirt. In just a moment, her cheeks turned red with nervousness, and her palms grew sweaty.
After waiting a bit and realizing no one had noticed her, Mary reached into her shirt, delicately unhooked the front clasp of her bra, slid the straps down, and swiftly pulled out the white lace bra from underneath.
Barely visible behind her shirt was the seductive outline of her breast and the prominent nipple on top.
"I've ditched my panties and bra, what's next?"
The response to her text message came quickly: (Put your panties and bra under the conference table, in a paper bag. Don't think you can outsmart me, you don't stand a chance!)
It seemed like the other person had already predicted her actions. Mary clenched her teeth and reluctantly followed his instructions, placing her panties and bra in a paper bag, then tucking it under the conference table.
