Tanna Banks, just 19 years old, stood at the entrance of an office building. Her newly earned associates degree and education certificates glimmered in her hand, evidence of her successful journey through the public school system. Her hair fell down her back reaching just below her waist, forming loose curls around her face. Her eyes shone emerald green, framed by long lashes. She wore minimal makeup – only a touch of mascara to accentuate her eyes and a hint of blush on her cheeks.
She wore more than what was expected from women: A knee length skirt, not an inch shorter. The blouse clung softly to the bra underneath, sheer fabric revealing it as black and lacey. Full coverage! She insisted within herself. Less than a bikini would show. The skirt was made of flowing material that danced around her legs as she moved. She knew what was expected from her but refused to give in to the lechery. Tanna would show them that a woman is made of more than legs. She stepped into the security office at the lady's entrance with a sigh.
"Hi there little girl"! Tom the Guardsman said with a greasy leer. "You know I have to make sure you're not carrying anything." Tom was overweight, middle aged, and a boor. He also had the final say over whether Tanna would get to start her second day on the job. "Your purse" he said, holding out a plastic tray. She reluctantly placed it inside. Instead of just looking inside Tom dumped everything onto a table. Lipstick, tissues, wallet, keys, phone, and some tampons spilled out. He took his time picking up each item.
He looked up at her with a smirk, "Well aren't we prepared for anything?" Tanna blushed as she felt the heat rise in her cheeks but kept quiet. "Is this your size?" He picked up the tampon. "That's pretty tight" Her blush deepened into a crimson red. Tom laughed. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her skin crawl. "Now just step onto the platform here so we can run a scan." he commanded.
Tanna hesitated, feeling as if she was about to walk into an ambush. But this was work! This was part of being a woman. An adult. She stepped onto the platform, standing still while it started its scan. Tom hit a button before it got up to her knees. "oops!" he said "Looks like the machine broke! This is going to be a manual inspection" Tanna's heart raced as she looked around desperately for someone else but as her eyes landed on the other guard her heart sank. He looked no older than her and he was practically drooling. She swallowed hard, and steeled herself.
Tom approached her, "Just gonna pat you down here to make sure nothing is hidden under your clothes" He put his hand on the inside of her knee and slowly moved it up. Tanna closed her eyes tight, trying not to imagine what she knew was happening. Tom's fingers brushed against her inner thigh, lingering a little too long and then cupped her crotch. "Panties?" he said. "Hey Bob, check this out, I think she's hiding something in here!" He motioned to the other guard who eagerly came over.
Bob hesitated only a moment before reaching up her skirt. Tanna bit back a whimper as his hand felt under the gusset and wiggled against her sex. "Let me make sure" Bob said, trying to sound as confident as Tom did. He pulled down her panties to her ankles exposing everything. She couldn't hold it in any longer - tears welled up in her eyes. The two guards snickered at her, but continued their search.
After an eternity and Tom's hand under her bra they finished and stepped back. "Well you're all clear" said Tom. "You know, this would go faster if we didn't have all those clothes to look through".
Tanna stepped down and fixed her clothes, furiously wiping away the tears. She wouldn't let them see how much it hurt. "I'll remember that next time" she replied in a masked voice. And stepped through the door, 15 minutes late her second day on the job.