Clothing Store

Shari worked in a clothing store whose clientele were upper middle and lower upper class women. They sold mostly dresses, skirts, slacks, and blouses with a nice assortment of accessories. The shop was located in a suburban shopping center, and Shari parked in the lot about 50 yards from the store. She slung her purse over her shoulder and walked towards the shop.

She heard and ignored a few car horns and noticed people were looking at her, and some young men her age were smiling and aiming their phones at her. She smiled in a flirty way, waved, and walked into the store.

"Shari!"

Shari looked up and and saw her boss, Mrs. Langstrom a 55 year old woman glaring at her.

"What?" Shari looked around.

"Why are you naked?"

Shari looked down and shrieked. "Fuck me! Again?!" she ran to the nearest dressing room.

A moment later, her boss knocked on the door. "Shari? You OK?"