From SaraSissyGirl Blog
(pictures added from secrets in lace -ed)
Thursday, April 29, 2010
"You wanted to see me Mr. Simpson?"
"Um, yes, er, John, we...we need to talk about
your work attire."
"My work attire, Mr. Simpson? I...I don't
understand."
"Well, John, this is kind of awkward for me,
but, well...you've been wearing skirts to the office."
"Yes, I have Mr. Simpson."
"John, it...it is against company policy!"
"Against company policy? Put Mr. Simpson, I
checked the personnel book very closely, especially the dress code part...I
have it right here. I don't see any prohibition."
"You did? You do?"
"I did, Mr. Simpson. Look, right here, on page
85, it states, 'Employee Attire. The Company is a professional organization and
as such expects all executives to be professionally attired at all times.' And
then here, on page 88. 'Professional attire shall mean matching trousers and
coats (suits), matching skirts and coats (skirt suits), or skirts and blouses.'
I've been wearing a skirt suit or skirt and blouses all week, Mr.
Simpson."
"But...but..."
"And here, Mr. Simpson, page 90. 'If wearing a
skirt, the visible portion of the employee's leg shall be covered in hosiery at
all times.' I...I've been wearing hosiery, Mr. Simpson, pantyhose on Monday,
and a garter belt or girdle and stockings the rest of the week."
"But, John, you...you're...I mean...you're not a
female."
"Mr. Simpson?"
"The policy about skirts only refers to women,
John, you...you're..."
"But...Mr. Simpson, it...it doesn't refer only
to women, Mr. Simpson, just an employee, a generic employee. It is gender
neutral."
"But men are not supposed to wear skirts,
John!"
"I...I'm not really a man, Mr. Simpson. I mean,
I'm a genetic male, but I'm really, a...well, a sissy."
"John, don't you see, it is very distracting for
men...er...a...a sissy...to dress like that at the office."
"Distracting? I don't understand. How is it
distracting?"
"John, don't...don't you see? A man sees a woman
wearing stockings, dangling a heel...men are visual, they get...er, um...they
get...distracted."
"Distracted? Really?"
"Yes, John."
"But Mr. Simpson, you mean...you mean to tell
that men at the office get distracted by me slipping my heel on and off...like
this?"
"Mr. Simpson?"
"Yes, yes, for crying out loud, yes."
"But why Mr. Simpson? You don't think the men
here find me attractive?"
"John."
"I mean, I'd hate to distract anyone, Mr.
Simpson, especially any of the men. Wait, Mr. Simpson?"
"Yes, John?"
"I'm not distracting you, am I? Sitting outside
your office? Right there, at my desk? I know it's just a table, no real sides,
but...does it distract you when I uncross and recross my legs?"
"John, you..."
"You know, Mr. Simpson, I was also reading the
personnel manual about relationships...um, relationships amongst employees.
They are not forbidden, you know."
"I...I know, John, I helped write the
manual."
"There is a notice requirement though, for
certain relationships. I think the employees need to send HR a letter within 72
hours."
"That requirement is only for sexual
relationships, John."
" I don't remember, I did not read that part too
closely, I was so busy studying the part about the dress code...to see if a
garter belt was okay, I love wearing garter belts."
"You...you do...I mean...John...anyway,
employees only need give a 72 hour notice after a sexual relationship."
"72 hours? So, Mr. Simpson, if I had a sexual
relationship with a fellow employee, I only need to give HR notice after?"
"Yes, within 72 hours."
"So, if someone, oh, if some fellow employee
came back to my house to, um, more closely inspect my attire to see if it
complied with company policy, I would not have to report it if we did not have
a sexual relationship?"
"Um, yes."
"Hmmm. So, hypothetically, if a supervisor
wanted to see the rest of my lingerie, my garter belt, my silver satin camisole
and tap panty set, you know, just to make sure my lingerie complied with the
dress code, he...he could do that?"
"Yes, yes, John, a supervisor could."
"And what if, I don't know, what if a supervisor
wanted to, I don't know, um, get closer, you know, really look carefully at an
employees's lingerie, maybe even feel it, how soft, how pretty it is. That's
okay, right?"
"I...I suppose a supervisor could do that,
without notifying HR."
"Just to ensure compliance, of course."
"Of course, John."
"Well the manual said that no undergarments
should be visible, so what if, I don't know, what if a supervisor wanted to
check, you know, closely, really, really closely, how an employees pretty,
soft, satin panties fit? Could he do that?"
"Oh god."
"Mr. Simpson?"
"Yes, John, yes."
"Without notifying HR?"
"Yes, yes."
"Sometimes the best way to tell if undergarments
will be visible is to feel the curve of the garment against the skin, you know,
he might have to run his hands over my...I mean, the employee's panties. That's
not a sexual relationship, so I...the employee...would not need to tell HR,
right?"
"No, I...I suppose not."
"What if the panties were visible? I only ask
because I thought my panty line might be visible through my skirt."
"Well, that...that would be a violation of
company policy."
"A violation?"
"Yes."
"We...we get punished for violating policy,
don't we?"
"Yes, of course, write ups, violation
interviews, even..."
"Spankings?"
"WHAT?"
"There is nothing in the manual that prohibits
corporal punishment, is there?
"Spankings, I...don't think..."
"I'm just asking if a supervisor could do that,
spank an employee."
"I think...there must be something that
prohibits, that..."
"That's not a sexual relationship?"
"No, no."
"So no notice to HR and nothing in a personnel
file?"
"No."
"I'm only asking because, well, if a supervisor
wanted to take a pretty young employee across his lap after looking closely at
the employee's lingerie, stockings, garter belt, panties, that...that would be
allowed?"
"I...I can't think of...of anything..."
"And if the supervisor, I don't know...maybe
liked it...just a little...spanking a panty covered behind, that's not sex
either, right?"
"John!"
"I'm only asking, Mr. Simpson, if while spanking
the employee, the supervisor got, um, an erection, and accidentally
rubbed...you know... while spanking, rubbed against the employee, that...that's
allowed?"
"I...I suppose, but..."
"No notice to HR?"
"No, but..."
"You know, Mr. Simpson, in days gone by, after a
spanking, the person who got spanked often had to thank the person
administering the punishment."
"Thank him?"
"Yes. I know how I'd want to thank a strong man
for a hard spanking."
"You...you do?"
"Yes, Mr. Simpson. If I felt his erection
pressing into me, I'd want to do something for him, to properly thank
him."
"I don't think..."
"It's hard work spanking a pretty employee, I
think a supervisor that does that deserves something relaxing, deserves release
for all the tension that must get built up."
"But John..."
"Would that be a sexual relationship?"
"What?"
"I'm just asking, I guess, just to be clear, if
after you spanked me...I mean, after a supervisor spanked an employee, if the
employee, you know, maybe got down on hands and knees and properly thanked the
supervisor for the spanking, and helped him get some release, would HR have to
be notified?"
"I...I don't know, John, I..."
"Just a little licking, Mr. Simpson, that's not
sex, right? Licking and kissing and touching a supervisor's...um..."
"John, please..."
"And if it slipped into the employee's
mouth...you know...by accident, that's not really sex, right, it's just,
thanking him for the spanking."
"John!"
"Mr. Simpson."
"I...go home, John, now, just go home, this
isn't..."
"Will you be administering any punishment
tonight, Mr. Simpson."
"That depends on your lingerie, John, that
depends on my inspection.
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by Saragirl at 12:04 PM
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