Yes, I went to work. Wearing the tack bra and panties in public makes me feel all the more naughty and sexy. Feeling those tack points pushing into my boobs and nethers is so, so stimulating, so arousing! I'm horny as hell all day. It's as good as wearing my special all-day dildo. I have to be careful sitting so I'm not putting direct pressure on a tack. That would easily pierce my skin. The tack bra fits snugly and provides fairly even pressure on my full boobs. Even taking a deep breath or reaching for somethings adds to the pressure -- and pleasure -- as the tack points press against me.
On my tack underwear days I wear my dark business suit with a skirt. So if I do get stuck, it won't be obvious. Another pair of panties over the tack-panty also helps if I get stuck. I wear white/cream shirts/blouses with my suits so I worry about a spot of blood but the bra itself will safely absorb a spot pf blood without leaking thru to the blouse.
Just hope I never have to be rushed to the ER on my special days. Now that would be embarassing!
The problem is some guys in the office. I'm an accounts manager so I wear suits to look professional. Alan, my asshole accounts director, often finds a reason to be standing behind or to my side as I'm aseated at my desk trying to get a look down at my cleavage. I don't mind so much that he does it because I know he wants to fuck me so I'm just torturing the poor slob by allowing him an occasional glance. (Plus, he's married. He'd never put hands on me.) My boobs are a bit more pushed up when I'm wearing the tack bra and the prickly sensation gets my skin a bit flushed and my nipples so hard! Alan probably thinks I'm flushed because of his presence and roving eyes. If he only knew! I'm concerned he may see a tack as he stares down so I keep myself buttoned up a bit more on tack bra day. Otherwise I unbutton a bit more to just torture Alan and the other creeps eyeballing my chest during the day.
The guy I worry about most when I'm wearing my special tack bra is Bob from marketing. This asshole (who also wants to fuck me, and has probably watched too many episodes of Mad Men) always seems to find me when I'm in a tight place like records storage or a narrow hallway. He likes to brush past me and push the side of his arm into my chest. It must give him a real cheap thrill to feel my boobs for even a fleeting second or two. But when he does bump into me it really pushes those tacks a bit harder into my boobies. It hurts -- but I don't mind because the sudden pain is a bit of a thrill as I resist yelping or squealing. I've been stuck a few times but only drew a spot of blood. It's all part of the excitement! Keeps my days interesting, especially when I'm with clients. I have the ability to ruin Alan, Bob and the other creepy perves in the office by simply reporting a "toxic" work environment to HR. But it's fun to toy with these guys for now. I am, after all, an alpha bitch but they're pretty much just beta males.
Now there is one special person in the office I would welcome pushing against my chest on tack bra day: Alicia, another accounts manager. I'm not sure she's into girls, but I might just bump into her and see if it produces the intended effect. I suspect she wears a discrete personal vibrator on some days. It's just that look she gets on occasion while sitting in her chair. Yeah, she's having an orgasm and trying her damndest not to show it. We two have something in common, I'm sure of it.
I surely want to fuck Alicia.