A sexy and shy intern. You decide what happens to her in the end…

A tight and short gold sequin mini dress. Black high heels and just the right amount of perfume, makeup and time spent doing her hair. Lindsey was definitely ready for her office holiday party. Well maybe not as ready as she should’ve been, especially for the weather. Her outfit was certainly on point but not for the December weather outside. Which was to be well below the freezing mark with on and off snow flurries. Still though, it was a party and while not technically formal, Lindsey wanted to take the time to look her absolute best for what would likely be her last time in the office. She was an intern there assisting the marketing and sales team in typical busy work. Everyone at the office seemed to enjoy her company. Of course, most of her co-workers were middle aged men who certainly loved the “eye candy” the short 5 ‘1 Lindsey provided them. She usually dressed conservatively either in slacks and a blazer or a simple solid dark colored pencil skirt with stockings to go with it. But her beauty was impossible to hide even in the most modest wear which in turn had her fellow male employees buzzing whenever she was around. What would their reaction be when they saw Lindsey dressed like this? 

A usually shy and reserved girl her usual work attire matched her personality. Lindsey for the better part of her semester long was fairly quiet around the office. Friendly and sweet and well liked by her co-workers but even when the older men would subtling flirt with her, Lindsey wouldn’t respond or acknowledge it. Only 20 years old she was basically half the age of the average worker at her sales firm which concentrated on bronze castings and iron work. It sat above the factory and while the team that worked with Lindsey upstairs was relatively small, about 12 people. The factory downstarts had down that number of welders and blue collar workers who certainly did love see Lindsey everyday, perhaps even more than her colleagues upstairs. The Holiday Party was the talk of the office and the factory below. With most guys curious about what Lindsey would wear and if they could finally get the cute little intern to break out of her quiet shell for a night of flirty fun. But once they saw just how short her mini dress was and how sexy her high heels were, they had those thoughts in mind and even more. 

For now though, Lindsey is as nervous as can be and she hasn’t even left her house yet. Her parents are out for the night so she had the place to herself. To pace around and try to convince herself to go to this party. To stop being so shy and try to have a good time. Despite being in college and being so good looking, Lindsey rarely went out to parties of any kind. A commuter to and from school, she was much more comfortable staying home studying or watching TV shows with her mother on weekend nights then going out drinking and partying like her other fellow students. But she knew that she couldn’t skip out on this holiday party. A junior in college she knew she had to get over being shy and make connections in the real world or all her studying and straight A grades all the way through high school and college wouldn’t get her as far in her career as she’d like. She stared at herself in the mirror. Unaware of how beautiful she was. This dress was shorter than she thought and these heels would be a pain to walk around in, but her aunt had gotten her this dress as an early Christmas gift and these heels as uncomfortable as they were were just gathering dust in her closet over the last couple years she had them. She was already running a little behind so she quickly grabbed her purse and headed out to her car in the garage. 

Lindsey was nervous about tonight. Anxious about this more revealing than she thought would be outfit and feeling tense about trying to make conversation with her much older co-workers that she had barely chatted with during her time interning with them. She was too busy thinking about all this to even realize how cold it was outside and how much colder it was going to get later that night. Her mind was racing so much that she even forgot to grab a coat on her way out. It was only when she left her driveway and started driving did she even notice the weather. Her car stated that the temperature was only 25 degrees. Even with the heat on in her car she was already feeling a little chilly. She looked outside and instantly began regretting wearing this dress and heels. Was it too late to go home and change? She was already halfway there and she knew if she turned back and the amount of time to find a whole new outfit and then drive back the party would be half over and it would just be even more awkward and unprofessional if she showed up that late. This dress barely even had sleeves, just a little sleeve that covered her shoulder and that was it. How could I have been so stupid to not bring a coat she thought to herself and she approached the office parking lot which was already nearly full. 
Since she’s one of the last to arrive Lindsey is stuck parking in one of the furthest spots from the door. She sits in her car nervously for a minute. Looks down at her legs and heels and sighs. This dress really hiked up when she sat down, barely covering any of her legs. Certainly not looking forward to the cold outside but even more anxious about walking into this party, completely out of her comfort zone. She wished she could just go home and forget about this. After one last check of her phone, she couldn’t bring it in with her, no pockets in said dress she stepped outside and hurried through the parking lot. The cold breeze made her walk as fast as she could in heels and if nothing else gave her a little extra incentive to get inside and join the party. Two of the warehouse workers who Lindsey only knew by name were already outside the door having a quick smoke of some Xmas cigars. They nearly dropped the cigars out of their mouth when they saw Lindsey and her tight gold mini dress walking up to them. They both gave a wolf whistle at her. Lindsey feeling a little uncomfortable about that but not sure how to react, just smiled at them shyly. “Well don’t you look nice tonight!” One of the men said. “Thank you.” Lindsey said quietly through her shivers. “You better get inside before you turn into ice though” The other worker said with a laugh as he held the door open for her as the three of them went in together. The two men walking behind her admiring her tight dress from behind and her cute little butt pressing against it. 

The party was already underway by the time Lindsey entered the office but that didn’t stop every guy there from stopping whatever it was they were doing to greet her. She wasn’t sure how to react to all this sudden attention from these people she worked with. She couldn’t just hide away at her desk now. She simply smiled and said hello to everyone she could. The warehouse workers were the most interested in her as they gave her plenty of compliments on her outfit. Lindsey barely even knew most of their names as before tonight she only saw them in passing and most of these guys towered over her barely 5 foot tall self.. But they certainly knew her, as little known to her she had been the talk of the warehouse ever since her internship started and now seeing her in such a revealing and gorgeous dress and heels they couldn’t resist being near her. Her gold sequin dress was sensational as the light would shine off it giving her already beautiful presence even more glow. Lindsey subtly made her way over to her more familiar co-workers. But even her team was enthralled by her outfit. “Wow! What a knockout.” Her boss said to her then introduced her to his clearly jealous and judgemental wife. “Much too cold to be dressed like that!” She snapped at Lindsey. Lindsey blushed with embarrassment. Looking around at everyone it’s pretty clear that she is by far the most underdressed for the sub freezing weather outside. Everyone else, even the few ladies in attendance are wearing long sleeves, pants and boots along with multiple layers of course. Lindsey barely even has sleeves. Just another thing to feel more nervous and anxious about. One of her other co-workers, Ron, came to her defense. “Oh come on. It’s a party and she looks phenomenal. Let’s go get you a drink Linds, but no alcohol for you of course.”  Lindsey made her way into the office kitchen area with Ron. While everyone else there was able to drink alcohol and most of them had a beer, Lindsey was underaged and the rule was that if alcohol was to be served at this party, she wasn’t to have any.
 
Meanwhile, before Lindsey can get into the kitchen other guys are in there first, and spiking the punch! The punch bowl is one of the few things there that she could drink and the warehouse crew knew it. The two guys who wolf whistled at her earlier Ned and Ken are in the kitchen now putting their plan into action. Word is spreading fast of their plan and most of the guys don’t seem to mind, in fact, they’re actually looking forward to seeing her get tipsy and hopefully more flirty especially in that outfit. Lindsey has no idea of this plot. Ned snuck in a bottle of Everclear, potently strong alcohol, and pouring it into the punch. Clear and relatively tasteless it’s the sneakiest way to get the short and petite Lindsey very tipsy very quickly. Being that she never goes out to party Lindsey has very little experience with any type of alcohol and Everclear is perhaps the strongest type there is. The completely unsuspecting Lindsey enters the kitchen just as Ned was finishing up spiking the punch. Lindsey walked in nervously, feeling the eyes of her older male colleagues, some old enough to be her father, on her. Her heels clacked loudly on the office floor. “Try the punch!” Ned said. The rest of the guys standing around all agreed in unison. “Sure.” Lindsey said with a friendly smile just trying to go along with the crowd, not knowing their felonious plans. She poured herself a glass from the bowl and took a sip. There was a brief moment of anxious anticipation from the guys around her until Lindsey said “It’s good!” then they knew that they had gotten away with their scheme. 

After a couple sips of the punch, Lindsey felt much more relaxed, not knowing that’s the first side effect of the Everclear. She went from standing nervously in the corner to now chatting with people. She was by now the star of the show. Every guy in the office was around her and giving all the attention. The few wives that were there, were envious as could be. They didn’t know anything about the spiked punch. Standing off in the corner glaring at their husbands practically fall over themselves trying to get just a little bit of attention from the young beautiful Lindsey. Lindsey though doesn’t want all this attention and isn’t trying to flirt with them. Instead engaging in small talk with them. Talking about her Holiday plans, school courses and asking them about their jobs and what they do. The men are all too eager to listen to her and answer whatever questions she has for them. All of them are showering her with compliments about her sensational outfit and how great she looks in it. Lindsey blushes a little and is just finishing her first glass of punch. “Those heels though must be making your feet sore. Why not sit down Linds?” Ken offers. Lindsey feeling only a little lightheaded and still not aware that her drinks have been spiked thinks about how much her dress hikes up when she sits and she wouldn’t want to flash these guys when she sits down. “No, that’s okay but thank you!” Lindsey says as sweet as could be. “Another glass of punch should change her mind on that” Says another warehouse Frank to his buddy Ned and as soon as Lindsey puts down her first glass of punch, Frank handed her another. 

That second glass of punch works much more quickly than the first glass. While everyone else is just drinking a beer or too, the everclear that Lindsey’s punch was spiked with is much stronger. Just one glass of her punch would be the equivalent of 3 beers and now working on her second glass she’s closing in on the equivalent of 6 beers. And since Lindsey thinks it’s, well, just punch she’s been drinking all this over the course of about 20 minutes. At first she starts giggling a little when the guys flirt with her no longer shyly ignoring it. She walks more into the center of the room and is now loving the attention from everyone. But as she’s walking she’s clearly completely light headed now and struggling to keep her balance. Some of the guys sitting down reach out and poke her legs and discover what they already knew. The legs are smooth and soft to the touch but also quite cold as even the heated office isn’t warm enough to keep the skimpy dressed girl toasty enough. They tease her a bit for how cold she must be. “Mmhmmm” Lindsey says in a flirtatious tone. ‘I’m freezing!!” They all laugh about it. “Well of course you are!” One of them says. “Yea Lindsey, where’s your pants?” Another says. “She doesn’t even have sleeves” says another man, Jon, who is actually the only one from her marketing team in the kitchen watching this spectacle. “I know riiiiiight” Lindsey giggles out. Now letting all her earlier worries come right out. “All of you guys are in sweaters, coats, pants and boots and meeee. Only with this onnnnn” She says making a presenting motion down towards her outfit. This was excellent fun for all of them. Watching the beautiful young Lindsey, a girl that was half their age. The youngest among them was Ken who had just turned 40 a few weeks ago. They finally got Lindsey out of her shell and the usually boring holiday party is turning into the best one yet. 

But of course not everyone is having fun watching Lindsey the unwitting star of the holiday party. The wives are seething and notice that she’s obviously drunk. “What a little slut” One of them hisses. “Snuck herself alcohol before she got here to get herself all liquored up” Not knowing it was the man’s fault for her condition. “What’d you expect?” Another says. “In an outfit like that she’s probably the whore of her college campus.” The wives not knowing how wrong they were about Lindsey’s predicament and personality. They moved in and stood next to their husbands keeping them in check at least. Lindsey meanwhile, was now being offered her third glass of punch. Already feeling dizzy the men got their next wish of her sitting down. Ken, Ned and another guy made a spot for her on the couch. “It’s comfy and warm on the couch here Linds!” Ken says trying again to tempt her onto the couch. This time Lindsey doesn’t hesitate and sits right in the middle of the guys on the couch. A couple faint whistles can be heard as during her sitting motion as Lindsey inadvertently  flashed a bit of her panties at them. Ken and Ned with Lindsey right in the middle of them lightly rub Lindsey’s cold knees and legs a bit and both put their arms around her. Lindsey now way too tipsy to protest sits back and sighs looking blankly off into the distance completely intoxicated from the everclear and still sipping on the spiked punch. Jon’s wife has seen enough for one night. “Alright Jon. It’s a little late and we have an early Saturday tomorrow. Let’s go home” she demanded. Jon a little disappointed agreed and said his goodbyes to the warehouse crew, who he liked more than his own co-workers. He saves the last goodbye for Lindsey. Lindsey tries to get up to hug him goodbye but by now the alcohol has completely taken over as she’s nearly finished her third glass. The equivalent to a stunning nine beers all in less than an hour and being as tiny and petite that she is the effect is even stronger than anyone thinks. She sits herself up but can’t even get enough strength or balance to stand up. “Uhhttt” she weakly udders and falls back into the couch with a sigh. “She’ll be fine” Ned says with a wink and Lindsey takes her last sip of the third glass of punch. “No more punch” Jon chuckles at Lindsey and heads out with his wife. 

Lindsey is now feeling the complete effects of the everclear. The room is spinning and everyone’s voices are blending into one. She can barely keep her eyes open as Ned, Ken and the other 5 guys  laugh at her adorable sighs and wiggles on the couch, enjoying the show. But their enjoyment is interrupted only a minute later as Jon returns looking terrified. “You’re not going to believe this! But the owner is here!” Immediately they all froze. This was rare. The owner would only come around once a year for inspection season and never came to the holiday party as he lived in sunny Florida and didn’t want to come to snowy Buffalo, New York during the holidays. Ned and Ken jumped up from the couch leaving Lindsey there alone at this point half asleep. They looked down at her nervously.  “We can’t let him or anyone out there see her like this!” Ned said. “Well why not?” Jons wife said casually. “Her own fault that she decided to drink before the party. Let him fire her” Jon’s wife was going to enjoy that if it happened she thought. “Uhhh no. You don’t understand” Ned said back to her. “She wasn’t. We kind of.” Jon blurted out. “We spiked the punch bowl with Everclear!” “You what??” Jons wife said. “You drugged this poor girl?” Said another wife, Judy. “What are you talking about drugged?” Ken said annoyed. “It’s just alcohol.” “Are you kidding me? Look at her she can’t even stand” Judy spat out. “Either way. The owner can’t see her like this. If he finds out, all of us are out of a job by New Years.” Ned warned. Quickly they came up with a plan. “How about this.” Ned said. “Take her downstairs to the factory and we can just hide with her down there till he leaves.” Another warehouse guy interjected. “Only problem with that is that we have to go out the front of the office to get there, right past everyone. “No no no.” Ned said confidently. “There’s the back fire escape entrance right below the kitchen actually. It’s a narrow entrance under the closet floor, it’s like a trapdoor, but we should be able to sneak her and down there with no problems.” They all looked over at Lindsey who was now half passed out on the couch. Still looking as beautiful as ever with her dress still glistening off the lights.  “So who’s the lucky guy who gets to carry her?” Ken said with a sneer. 

Turns out multiple guys would be the lucky ones. Ken grabbed Lindsey off the couch by her arms and threw her over his shoulder with ease. Lindsey moaned a little bit but was by now unaware of what was happening. They had to move swiftly.  The owner and bosses could step in at anytime. Ned went down the stairs first to open the door and clear out any boxes in their way.As Ken carried her towards the stairs through the kitchen and through the anxious crowd of wives and other warehouse workers along with an almost panic stricken Jon. “Quickly! Quickly” he said as his head swiveled from the trapdoor to the front door hoping to not see the owner walk in. But even in his panic as Ken was walking past him with a now unconscious Lindsey over his shoulder he snuck a feel of her legs as he helped “balance” Lindsey on Ken’s shoulder by putting his hands hand on her legs giving her a little push to keep her more on Ken’s shoulder. Clearly more worried about his job and dirty old perverted needs than his own young co-workers safety. Ken and the another warehouse worker Frank, who was the strongest and biggest worker at 6’4 and could lift probably twice what Lindsey weighed helped Ken lift Lindsey off his shoulder and over the trap door opening in the floor. Lindsey’s legs hung over the door almost lifelessly dangling and swinging slightly back and forth. Luckily for her her heels were held on by a small and narrow strap just above her ankles otherwise her black high heels would’ve slipped off. Ken got down a couple of stairs and both he and Ned got a peek up her mini dress again as Lindsey was hanging. Even more lucky for her was that this dress although super short was also equally tight so only a small peek was seen by the dirty old men. Ken grabbed Lindsey by her legs just above her knees with either hand on either leg and was absolutely enjoying the feel of her thighs on his hands. Frank grabbed her by under her shoulders and the now unconscious Lindsey laid over his shoulders. Together the two of them balanced and carried her down the stairs while the two wives and other warehouse workers watched. The wives who had such nasty things to think and say about Lindsey now felt sorry for the young damsel and looked upon this scene with horror and regret for not stepping in and doing something to help her earlier. “Oh, don’t hurt her” Judy said concerned as she put a hand gently on Lindsey’s head right before it disappeared under the trapdoor. 

Ned who was waiting at the bottom of the stairs got his turn to touch the lovely Lindsey’s legs. As she came closer to the end of the stairs he grabbed her by just above her ankles, which incidentally was ideal for him seeing as he had a foot fetish and could now get an up close view at her sexy black high heels. He crouched down and placed her heels on the floor. Not knowing she was already blacked out and had passed out. Ken and big Frank came as well and tried to see if they could get Lindsey to stand, but she was out cold. Her limp body leaned up against big Frank as he held her in place with his hands around her shoulders. The wives, two other warehouse workers and Jon joined them. “Well you can’t just leave her like that.” Jon’s wife said to big Frank. “Isn’t there anywhere to sit her down around here?” Ned looked around “No it’s just the warehouse and the factory. Nothing here but boxes and machines.” “Wait a second” Ken said. “Machines…just put her on one of the conveyor belts in the factory.” Ned and the rest of his warehouse crew nodded their heads in agreement. “ON the what?!” Judy said alarmed. “That sounds really dangerous.” But the guys were already moving towards Lindsey. This time all wanted a chance to pick her up and touch her. Lindsey was a light girl. At 5’1 and maybe just over 100 pounds there was certainly no need for 4 people to carry her. Big Frank and Ned grabbed her by either leg and Ken and another warehouse worker Jim grabbed her by either shoulder with one hand and a hand just above her butt with the other. Jon and Judy’s husband Markaveous were the only ones who didn’t carry her, for obvious reasons with their wives right there. The four of them carried Lindsey across the warehouse and into the factory area, looking for the right conveyor belt to place her on. The wives, Jon and Markavious followed along. Judy and Jon’s wife shaking their heads at all of this, worried for the safety of the unconscious girl. Lindsey was motionless, eyes closed, completely passed out. Her only movements came from her subtle breathing through her stomach.The underground factory was freezing with no heat turned on this late and it was so cold you could see Lindsey’s breath. Her legs were ice cold to the touch. The dirty old men who had caused all this to happen were secretly loving all this power they had over the young beautiful Lindsey. Admiring her gorgeous looks from closer than they could’ve imagined and now getting to feel up these lovely legs and rest of her beautiful body. 

They carried her into the factory and found the longest conveyor belt they could find that wouldn’t put Lindsey in any danger of being too close to a lethal machine. Unfortunately though, this happened to be attached to the biggest and most intimidating machines in the factory. “Over there!” Markavious, the  warehouse supervisor pointed out as the group came closer to the belt. “Throw her on the long table, strap her down. He had been very methodical and rather emotionless during this whole ordeal. “Strap her down??” What? Why?” Judy asked. Markavious sighed annoyed with all these questions and meddling in his warehouse. “Because this is a super sensitive machine and if she wakes up and sits up too fast it’ll activate and she’ll be crushed. Markavious Never much cared for Lindsey anyways as he thought office interns served no use and they certainly were of no use to him except a distraction to his crew. Now he had to open his warehouse to cover up this ridiculous scheme.  Judy and Jon’s wife took one look at the machine and gasped. “Oh good lord you can’t put her next to that!” The Machine was about 100 feet tall and had a massive sledgehammer like contraption that when the belt moved towards it would obilderate anything under it. “Relax!” Ken said as he and the other 3 guys placed Lindsey down onto the conveyor belt and began tightening the straps. One over her chest. The other just above the hemline of her dress. “All the machines are off for the night. Nothing to fret about.” They laid Lindsey down on the conveyor belt flat on her back. Her legs close together and her arms by her sides, almost at attention. Ken and Ned standing directly over her while the others were close by at various corners. “What exactly does this machine do?” Jon’s wife asked inquisitively.  The more analytical Markavious spoke up. “This machine crushes and then cuts rocks and metals, making them easier to work with and mold into whatever is needed.” The two wives plus Jon looked up at the menacing machine. “So don’t go touching any switches and anything else for that matter.” Markavious warned. “This conveyor belt moves fast so if and once it starts there’d be no way to get her off the belt in time to save her!” They all gulped nervously and then looked over at the unconscious Lindsey, unaware of how close she was to certain death. She sighed the most adorable sigh ever and her heels moved just an inch with her feet giving a cute little twitch. as it seemed to be the first signs of her regaining consciousness. Ken and Ned looked down at her and smiled. Frank then approached the belt and came close to Lindsey. “Well not for nothing, but gold is technically a rock.” “What are you talking about?!” Markavious demanded. He smiled up at him. “Look at this dress, solid gold, and we’ve never worked with gold before” Everyone but Markavious and the wives busted up laughing. Frank poked Lindsey at the hemline of the dress, touching leg and the gold sequins at once.  Markavious sighed and shook his head. The wives did the same and rolled their eyes. “You guys are having way too much fun with this” Judy said disgusted. “Speaking of fun. Markavious said. “We really should get back upstairs to the party. It’ll look awfully suspicious if half the warehouse crew isn’t there.” “Well, we can’t just leave her down here alone.” Ken said. Clearly not wanting to let his crush, Lindsey out of his sight. “We’ll keep an eye on her” Judy said while motioning to Jon’s wife. “Yes. Fine. Whatever.” Markavious said clearly annoyed. “It’s not like she’s going anywhere anyway.” Ken and Ned reluctantly left along with the others. First though they poked Lindsey’s legs and mockingly waved “bye bye” to her as all the warehouse crew hustled up the stairs, back to the party. 

The two wives were left alone with Lindsey still unconscious lying on the conveyor belt. They felt just awful about all this and felt so sorry for poor Lindsey. They undid the straps firstly. ”Brrr It’s freezing down here!” Judy said as she put on her belted wrap coat which covered her entire body including her already pants and high boot covered legs. Jon’s wife did the same with a similar coat feeling much warmer afterwards. They looked down at Lindsey with all she had on. A tight and very short dress that only covered up her legs around her butt and high upper thighs. Barely any sleeves with only her shoulders covered up just a touch and of course the heels that exposed most of her foot only covering her toes. “Poor girl must be freezing down here dressed like that.” Judy said. Jon’s wife gently touched Lindsey’s leg. “Poor thing, her legs are like ice. I wish we had a blanket or something to put on her.” “I don’t know why she only wore this little dress tonight. I have a daughter only a couple years younger than her and I’d never let her wear this in this cold weather.” Lindsey sighed again and her head tilted back and forth as she slowly started to wake up a little. 

Just then all the guys came back downstairs through the main entrance this time. ‘The owner just left” Jon said. “In fact everyone is leaving.” It was getting late it was 11:30pm and most of the workers were heading home and most were unaware of the unconscious Lindsey down in the frigid warehouse. Markavious came up to the conveyor belt. “So what do we do about her” he said slightly annoyed. 
 
 
 
 

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