The ladies in our office were so glad of the successful completion of the certification that the new contracts that we were offered to sign by the management did not even read plainly. And there, among others, was one very interesting and treacherous fad. It sounded long and florid, but behind this ornateness was Igor Petrovich's dodgy nature: “The employer does not require the Employees to observe any mandatory form of clothing. In necessary cases, in connection with the production need, local acts of the enterprise for certain categories of workers may establish the procedure for wearing special uniforms. In these cases, the Employer is obliged to provide the specified uniform and special clothes. ” By itself, the contract was very long and quite mundane, so no one paid attention to Petrovich’s Jesuit maneuver and, as it soon turned out, nothing ...

Two friends first experienced this: Marina from the analytical department and Julia from the marketing department. Two weeks after the extension of the contracts, Igor Petrovich called them in and said: “So, girls, tonight, the chef and I welcome a couple of important guests from Germany, who in the future can become our very large customers. We agreed to meet with them, so to speak, “over a glass of tea” in an informal setting in our cafe. So you have to work a little waitresses. Come on, take a uniform for me in the closet and go get ready. ” Marina went to the closet where Igor Petrovich pointed, opened the door and froze in confusion: two black mini-skirts hung neatly on her shoulders, and two pairs of high-heeled sandals stood at the bottom.

Igor Petrovich intercepted a puzzled look and grinned: “You understand correctly, Marinochka. We decided to surprise a person, and therefore your form will be not quite normal. And, look, no stockings, panties should not be enough for a skirt. Well, what are you standing, or have you forgotten which contract you signed? ”- and was not too lazy to read this very point from the contract again. Marina just looked at Yulya in confusion, but from a satisfied mind Igor Petrovich quickly realized that the chefs decided to arrange a little entertainment for themselves at the same time.

Yulia, as if nothing had happened, removed the proposed uniform from the shoulders and began to change clothes right in Igor Petrovich’s office. Kadrovik with sincere curiosity watched an improvised striptease. Finally, Julia pulled on a narrowish skirt and from under her the black panties of the girl fell to the floor. “Do you like me?” She asked Igor Petrovich. Igor Petrovich put one hand to the other, which, apparently, was supposed to depict applause, and then turned to Yulia:

- You are adorable, Julie. I even thought that you two will not be enough for the entertainment of our guests. You, probably, can offer me better, who can make you a company.

Marina came into even greater confusion, and Yulia smiled playfully: “I think we should invite Sveta from the accounting department and Anya from our department. Only with them you, Igor Petrovich, will also have to work. ”

Naturally, Igor Petrovich could not refuse Yulechka such a request. The girls were invited to the office, where the deputy director was also affectionate, but he imperiously reminded about the conditions of the signed contract. After some hesitation, all the girls agreed to "work as waitresses."

To the credit of the “high foreign guests”, none of them dropped to the banal ass slapping or to indecent offers to girls, respectable burghers perceived the waitress employees as yet another piquant addition to the characters of the “mysterious Russians”. They were especially struck by the story of Igor Petrovich about such an unexpected application of the norms of labor legislation.

The appearance in our office of a new employee — another Julia, a girl with “legs from her ears” and a model appearance in general — was greeted with great curiosity. It intensified when it became clear that her contract contained the same “fad”, and that she also did not pay any attention to him.

Next Friday, right after lunch, the director's chauffeur Vadik was sent to the store for a beer, one of his close friends and business partners, gray-haired Ivan Ignatievich, came to visit the chief, and in the middle of the conversation Igor Petrovich left the chief's office and headed towards himself. At the open door came a fragment of the phrase: "... and the theater of one actress ..."; there was a smell in the office air.

The “new Yulechka” was invited to the personnel officer's office, and Igor Petrovich also methodically and seriously, as before, introduced the girl to the terms of the contract signed to her. After nice smiled and continued:

- Well, according to our tradition, men drink beer on Fridays, and girls act before them. Today, we can say that the performance has become apparent - the gray wolf and the hunters are already assembled, all that is lacking is the Little Red Riding Hood. I hope you will not give up the role. True, our hat looks more like a hat, and it’s not red, but white, but what’s the point.

With these words, Igor Petrovich pointedly showed a coat hanger where a white hat and a microscopic white apron with a frill were hanging. Against her expectations, Yulechka immediately nodded her head and only asked Igor Petrovich to leave the office. Just a few minutes later, she appeared in a cafe with a basket of flowers and a pleasant smile.

Ivan Ignatievich gasped admiringly: Yulechka had a white bonnet-shaped hat, medium-sized breasts were symbolically covered with her ribbons, a tiny front apron was tied much higher than the waist, and golden sandals on a hairpin on her legs.

But Igor Petrovich stood up with displeasure, took Yulechka by the elbow and with the words: “No, no, girl, it will not work,” he led her back to the office. The reason for the indignation of steel Yulina panties, looking out from under the apron. Yulia was suddenly embarrassed - apparently, such a frank striptease was not part of her plans. Ignoring her timid protests, Igor Petrovich pulled her panties down and could not resist and stroked the girl. Now the april didn’t hide anything and the personnel officer only pushed Yulia toward the cafe: “Well, now it’s okay.”

Needless to say - Yulechka's secondary appearance made even more furor - slender legs, tight ass, nothing covering an apron and a smiling pretty face have always been the subject of adoration of men.

The next “victim” of Igor Petrovich was Nastenka. Actually, Nastya was a student at a law school, and in the evenings and a weekend for a couple with another friend cleaned up in our office. Igor Petrovich specifically stayed at work longer and, reminding Nast of the contract, slyly asked: “Answer me as a future lawyer, can I use this item and come up with some unusual form for you?”. Nastya carefully read the contract, but there was really nothing to complain about, and her signature proudly decorated a piece of paper. “And what will you think of?” She asked, “some mini-skirt or a translucent blouse.”

- Well, why do you keep me for a man without imagination? I like the course of your thoughts, but I clearly lack courage, - with these words Igor Petrovich took out his sandals from the locker and stretched them to Nastya.

- How and the rest ?! - exclaimed Nastya.

- What for? For example, I will take pleasure in admiring your figure, and you will surely like the general one. So take off your clothes quickly, take a mop and go ...

- Well, you can at least in a bathing suit, I have a very small bikini, - Nastya tried to implore once more. However, Igor Petrovich did not succeed in regretting, he continued to look at Nastya providably.

I had to admit defeat and agree with the unusual form.Now, on Fridays, Nastya, after work, cleaned up the director’s offices and his deputy for cadres, as Igor Petrovich once put it, in a “kind of caressing eyes”.

Naturally, the rumors about the latter-day "strippers" soon became public knowledge, especially since neither the chief nor the deputy. they did not make a special secret on personnel either. Employees rushed to read their contracts and all found that the magic item is written in each of them. Someone then began to look for a new job, someone ran to consult with a lawyer, but one way or another, everyone was looking forward to: “Who is the next?”. Meanwhile, there was a lot of work in the office, and because of this, the bosses were not particularly active.

But two weeks later, Alexey Semenovich announced that on Friday he wanted to introduce our personal financial managers to our largest and most respected clients. The women from the commercial department and the financial unit became worried - it became clear that some of them would be next. The choice of the boss fell on Iraida and Victoria. They were both 26 years old, together they graduated from the same institute, married friends, and even looked like each other. Both had slender figures with narrow hips, only Iraida wore curls, and Vika often took her hair in some sort of tail. When about a dozen men gathered in the cafe, Igor Petrovich came into the room of the financial unit and asked Vika and Iraida to go to him. The ladies obeyed, albeit with obvious dismay in their eyes. They didn’t even have to remind about the clause in the contract, everything became clear as soon as they saw their “evening dresses” on their hanger. These were tiny pieces of silver fabric on the straps, slightly covering the chest, but completely exposing the ladies below the belt.

The ladies turned red but still, constantly embarrassed, dressed in cooked clothes. Vicki’s dress turned out to be longer and even slightly covered her ass, but with an imperious gesture, Igor Petrovich forced her to lift the hem of a mini-dress. From the right shoulder of Iraida, he took off the strap, exposing one breast. “Fine,” the personnel officer chuckled, admiring the women as a work of art and pushed them toward the entrance to the cafe. Needless to describe the delights of customers who have received a luxurious opportunity to contemplate two business women in such a frank dress. Again, in this case, as it always happens with educated people, the dances with ladies and polite half-bows did not go further than dancing with the ladies and kissing the relationship.

For some time now, “Friday nights for a beer” have become for the bosses an almost unchanged occupation, which could only be hindered by business trips or extremely important business negotiations. As a rule, one of the oldest and proven business partners or friends was invited to such gatherings. Neither the chief nor Igor Petrovich did not stint on the fabrications, and every Friday after lunch the personnel officer summoned the next “victim” to his office. Some of the "Friday attire" were relatively decent, even modest - in these most often unmarried and young employees like Oksana faced men.

Some were, on the contrary, the height of obscenity and debauchery - in one of them Tosya, a senior lawyer of the firm, appeared, the woman is serious and responsible. They say her dancing almost brought the boss to a heart attack. Igor Petrovich willingly played along with the ladies, often offering a choice of two or three options, never repeating. Note, however, that over time, the outfits became more and more frank and frank, and the women behaved more and more flirtatiously and coquettishly.

Another thing is interesting - women in the office with great interest watched this process and almost without shame showed their charms to the bosses and their guests in more and more candid outfits. There was even some kind of competition: "Who will receive more compliments from men and who will show themselves in the best light."

In general, it was time for a big change in our office.