Tossing herself over from her front to her side you can see creases starting to form in your shirt. You can see from the look on her face its not going to be an easy job getting dressed for work.
“What’s wrong sweetie?” She smiles running her hand up across her stomach and over her shapely ass.
You mime looking at a watch to try and get her to realize your boss doesn't take kindly to late arrivals at work.