Naked at Work 2

By K.C. Silkwood

In the reality TV show called Naked at Work, one employee from a small company must spend an entire day nude in front of their coworkers while the cameras roll. For their next episode, the producers choose a sexy young paralegal named Anna Ramirez who works at a Hollywood law firm. Anna is terrified of meeting clients, taking depositions, and handling other tasks in the nude, but her bosses convince her to say yes by offering to put her through law school as a reward.

As the show is taped, Anna finds herself in one awkward situation after another with clients ranging from teenagers to senior citizens. Olivia, a fellow paralegal who is also Anna’s top rival at the firm, makes matters worse by taunting and teasing the poor naked girl non-stop. But before the day is over, a secret is revealed that sets up an exciting surprise ending for the show.

• Language: English
• Publisher: K.C. Silkwood
• Release date: Mar 27, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005403997

K.C. Silkwood

K.C. Silkwood is the pseudonym of a professional author who has been active in the mainstream publishing world for over ten years. The inspiration for her spicy tales of humiliation comes from her own experiences as a teenager. “In high school, I was skinny, flat as a board, and not very pretty,” says Silkwood. “My best friend’s older sister, who was a knockout with a killer body, used to make fun of me all the time. The day she lost her bikini bottom at a pool party in front of dozens of people—and the way she was teased and humiliated afterwards—turned out to be a huge inspiration for me!”Silkwood is the author of three popular series; Shame On Her, Greta's Game, and Rough Cut.

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Naked at Work 2

By K.C. Silkwood

Naked at Work 2

By K.C. Silkwood

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Chapter 1.

Before Anna Ramirez left her apartment that day, she stopped to check her reflection in the mirror three times. Her long black hair was sleek and shiny, her makeup was perfect, and she’d chosen an outfit that was both sexy and professional; short black skirt, high heels, and a white blouse with the top two buttons undone to show a hint of her generous cleavage. Anna stared for a moment then undid another button. Now a hint of her lacy bra was showing as well. Couldn’t hurt, might help.

Anna had been up for hours getting ready for the conference with Chip and Harry. It might be the most important meeting of her life, and she had to make sure she was ready for it. As she drove to the office in her old beat-up Honda, she kept glancing at the sky and muttering Come on, big guy; if you’re up there, let this be the day! I need this like you wouldn’t believe!

The Los Angeles traffic was awful as usual, but Anna made it to the office with a few minutes to spare. She parked in the deck next door and marched down the sidewalk in her high heels, her chest bouncing beneath the thin material of the blouse. The lobby was already bustling, but Anna managed to squeeze into an elevator heading up and took a deep breath as she stood packed between a dozen other people. Then, without even realizing it, she crossed the fingers of both hands.

At 22, Anna was the youngest paralegal at Drummond & Davis. They hired her straight out of college and she had worked hard for them ever since, hoping to one day go to law school and become an actual lawyer. But law school was expensive as hell, and Anna’s parents—who owned a small Mexican restaurant—couldn’t even begin to help her with the bills. Just keep waiting tables for us, her father said. Who needs the headache of being a lawyer? But Anna wanted that headache, just like she wanted the money and the nice clothes and the big office that came along with it. She had worked at the restaurant while she got her undergrad degree, but she was tired of coming home with salsa on her clothes and spilled beer on her shoes. Los Angeles was full of hip young professionals, and Anna was sick of just staring at them; now she wanted to be one of them.

Three months ago, Chip and Harry gave Anna some hope when they announced that they wanted to expand the firm and might even pay to put one or two of their best employees through law school. Competition was fierce among the eight paralegals, but Anna had been working extra hard since then, sometimes slaving over files and documents until well after midnight. All that hard work seemed worthwhile, though, when Chip and Harry asked her to come in early that morning for a private meeting.

It has to be that, she told herself as she strode down the hallway, heels clicking. I mean, what else could it be? It’s not time for a review and I haven’t done anything wrong, so it can’t be a reprimand either. Oh please, please, please, let me be right!

Chip and Harry were lounging in the firm’s reception area, dressed in their usual suits and ties. But their suits were rarely ironed and their ties were always crooked, and since the two were only in their late twenties, they always looked a little like kids playing dress-up.

All right, our superstar’s finally here! Harry said, rubbing his palms together like he was about to dive into a gourmet meal. He was tall and thin with spiky blonde hair, and he grinned like a madman whenever he saw Anna.

Um…good morning, the girl said, forcing a smile of her own. Harry had always been a little too friendly with her and the other women in the office, sometimes rubbing against them if he brushed past them in the hallway or using his height to sneak a peek down their shirts if he was standing close enough.

Thanks for coming in early, Anna, Chip said. He was short and wiry with a messy mop of brown hair, and even though he also reeked of boyish immaturity sometimes, he at least tried to act more professional than his partner Harry. Let’s head to the conference room. Everything’s all set.

Anna had expected the big room to be empty, but a