Chrissie Goes Job Hunting

both hands began to slowly roll the jersey top up over my trim flat belly. I gradually raised up over my bra and began to
extract my arms from the sleeves. Finally I managed to pull the jersey over my head and off. I casually dropped it
onto the floor. Her eyes were busy devouring my breasts, which spilled out from the cups of the demi bra.
She uncrossed and recrossed her legs while nervously teasing her mass of red hair.
"Now the bra." she said softly.

I wiggled, using my best seductive moves out of the bra - one strap at a time - then peeling the cups from firm and
ample tits. I let the bra slide down to my hips, before unceremoniously pulling around and unhooking it, then flinging
it aside across the varnished floor. I felt the weight of her stare, as her eyes focused on my stiffening nipples. Now
naked to the waist I began to squeeze and massage each breast, cupping them I offered them up to the woman seated
before me. Her eyes appeared to dart from one cherry-tipped nipple to the other as I began to let my hands travel
sinuously down my hips and thighs. My fingers lingered near the waistband of the mini skirt and I saw her give a nod of
her head as if to silently voice her approval. I reached round to the small of my back and slowly unzipped the skirt.

Then with undulating motion of my hips I grasp hold of the waistband and slowly tugged the form fitting garment
downward. I had to ease it slowly from off of my fanny, but then I let it fall freely to the floor where I could easily step
out of it.
And then after another clearly audible swallow she commanded me "The panties next, and the garter belt, than the stockings and
the shoes. Only slowly."
Digging my fingers into the elastic waistband of the high-cut thong panties with my thumbs, I peeled them off and
I tossed the skimpy fabric unto the floor. I unhooked the garter belt from my stockings, accidentally tearing the lacy
top of one of the hose, before yanking the belt down away from my body like some elaborate rubber band. Once it reached
my ankles I kicked it away. I slid my stockings down my thighs, then over my calves and past my ankles. Stepping out
of the red heels then pulling the nylon fabric from my feet.