Rose yanks your panties and immediately your hot pink bikini panties shoot out of your skinny jeans. A chill goes down your spine and you realize there's a set of hand on the back of you panties, and these two are about to know about your panty-wearing secret. "Oh yea? Well hey I guess it's fun for all then, huh?" You say chuckling "It's especially fun for me," Rose whispers into your ear. Seeing that you hung another worker up by their underwear, she decides to take this matter into her own hands, not HR. Your boss, Rose, walked in to check on you. While you were standing there admiring your work. Youre still standing just looking at her, kind of confused "wait so do you like wedgies?" "Not exactly," she says, "but it's fun and doesn't really hurt so hey why not huh?" And she's talking, a devious smile starts to crawl across her face. "You know you kinda LET me do that, right?" "Oohhh I know that, I haven't gotten a wedgie in years and thought I'd see what it's like again." She says, moaning through half the words. She let's out a slight moan as she dangles, her legs about a foot off the ground, with nothing really to grab onto.
Jess yelps as her panties catch her, digging deep into her fat ass, and starting to grind on her crotch. She barely falls, being almost immediately caught by her panties. You step back and before Jess can do anything, you grab the step stool and pull it out from under her. You grab both sides, and put each one on a hook. The leg holes of her boyshorts barely sticking out the top of her pants. Now lined up with her waist are a few hooks that normally have some equipment on them, but lucky for you, not today. You grab one of the multiple step stools around, and forcefully pull Jess up to the top step by her panties. "Well let's just make sure you come prepared next time." You say through your devilish smile. Sorry I wore something cute!" She stammers, now just standing there, arms crossed letting her punishment happen. Jess chuckles "I didn't exactly expect to have my whole pair of panties on display at work. "I was talking about the waistband, but what do they actually say?" You pull harder, realizing they're a lavender pair of boyshorts, with the word 'JUICY' written across the butt in sparkly black lettering. You notice after your first pull, that it seems like there is something written on the back. A light 'EEP!' can be heard from Jess as you pull her to her feet by her panties. You grab the back of her waistband, and at this moment she hast even noticed! "Hey Jess, what does your underwear say? Here, lemme get a closer look!" You Immediately pull hard upwards, the panties have no stretch and stop at her lower to mid back. You decide that your job isn't worth it in a matter of milliseconds, and you decide to have some fun. For some reason, panties sticking out is hot, and even more so, you like when people are wearing panties that you wouldn't expect. When you get closer, you look again and see a thick waist band, saying the name 'Victoria Secret' across it.
You walk a little closer, making it look like your just moving down the isle. Plastered right above her jeans, cuddling up to her sides was a big pair of what looked to be granny panties. Immediately you notice that her shirt has been pushed up almost halfway up her back, and a blanket of light purple fabric sticking out above her pants. After about 15-20 minutes, you look over and see Jess crouched down, picking stuff up. You finish talking and start your inventory. She was short with brown hair that touched her shoulders, and had a really nice body, with quite a nice booty that you caught yourself looking at before. The lady is a nice, middle-aged Hispanic lady (We'll call her Jess). You say hi to the housekeeper and have your typical small talk. The only person back here other than you is housekeeping. You walk into the back, which is just a large, warehouse looking room with a dozen rows of shelves, and half were empty right now. But now you know it's the only thing keeping you here. Normally you crawl when doing inventory, so you can make it last throughout the shift. "Hey I know it's dead today, but if you just do inventory you can leave when it's done." You had no problem hearing that. "Hey Tay," your boss calls, you turn in there direction and just give them a tired "what now?" look. You haven't seen a customer in over an hour and you just want to clock out and go home. But on a slow day in the middle of the week, it's all you can do to make time pass at work. You're walking down isle after isle, fixing out-of-place tees, folding jeans and making sure everything looks right.
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