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After the evening Amanda had so far, and the various ways her clothes had come off twice before, she wondered if she should come up with a third way to undress, just to be different. She laughed to herself over the idea. ‘Just strip already,’ Amanda said to herself, and she flicked her shoulder straps off, letting the top of her red satin dress cascade down to her waist. Claire glanced up from the phone to catch sight of Amanda’s almost naked torso. The black lace bra barely held in her breasts. Claire tried to keep her attention on the phone, but let one of her hands drift to her inner thigh. She stroked back and forth as she fought with keeping her attention.

Amanda could sense that Claire was eying her, and decided she didn’t care. These clothes had to come off, and besides, the kid might as well see what a real agent’s body looked like. Amanda was proud of the body she had worked so hard for. Reaching behind her back, Amanda released the clasps of her bra, and let it fall off her breasts and down to the floor. Claire’s jaw dropped as she took in a glance of Amanda’s ample breasts, and Amanda allowed herself a prideful grin. Sliding her hands along her body to her waist, she toyed with the dress a bit. She loved this dress, and obviously it had the desired effect on those who saw her in it, but it was time to retire the dress for this mission.

Moving her hands around her waist, she slid them underneath the dress, and guided it downward as her hands passed over her ass. Once the dress was over the roundness of her cheeks, it fell to the floor instantly. Amanda stepped out of the dress, and stood naked for a moment. Claire caught a glimpse of her profile, and was amazed by Amanda’s body. She watched Amanda bend over to pick up the dress, and then turn a bit giving Claire a look of her smooth, shaven pussy.

Packing the dress in the duffle bag, Amanda now worked on clothing herself in her ‘work’ attire. She stepped into the panties, and pulled them up, adjusting the sides for comfort. She slid the bra over her head, and fastened the two hooks behind her back. She sat down to begin putting on the body suit. These things were functional, but could be a bitch to get on and off. She shimmied the suit up her legs and to her waist. Sliding her arms into the sleeves, she pulled the top of the body suit up over her shoulders. She shifted herself in the suit, straightening it out, before reaching down below her waist to the zipper. She was always amused at how low below the waist line the zipper started. This had to have been designed by men. Amanda pulled the zipper up, sealing the open edges of fabric together, until it reached her neck. A small button flap concealed the zipper at her neckline.

Claire, who had watched the whole show, went back to her work. Amanda stepped into the armour suit much in the same way, and secured it to her body. “I’ve got it,” Claire exclaimed! She had tapped into Melville’s phone, and had full access. Amanda cheered while zipping up her heeled boots, the zipper running all the way from her foot to just below her knee. She stood, put on her gloves, and then walked to Claire to investigate the phone. Claire gave her a once over and declared, “Boy, that layered outfit is a far cry from the so little you were wearing earlier.” “It’s comes with the territory,” Amanda said, putting her hair back into a ponytail.

Claire told Amanda that the information they seek could be in one of two rooms; Kellner’s study, or Kellner’s private suite. While Claire had never the chance to enter Kellner’s study, she had been in the private suite to ‘clean’ on a few occasions. She was only ever allowed in there while Kellner was present, so there was always the thought that he was hiding something. It was like a hotel suite, with bedroom, sitting area, but also with a private hot tub, balcony, and bar. Claire offered to look into the suite, while Amanda could investigate the study. Claire handed Amanda the cell phone and the access code written on a post-it note, and then began to strip in front of Amanda. “Um, Claire,” Amanda inquired. “Well,” she replied, “I’ve been waiting months to try MY suit on!” Amanda tried to keep herself occupied with mission details, but couldn’t help but glance at the attractive blonde stripping down in front of her.

She watched as Claire’s one-piece, plain maid uniform was opened button by button down the front. Once completely opened, Claire turned away from Amanda, glanced slightly over her shoulder, and slid the uniform off her shoulders. Amanda watched as the uniform slid down the shape of her body, and on to the floor. Claire wore a very skimpy grey bra and panties set. Her body didn’t have as many curves as Amanda’s, but it was tight and compact. Her breasts were a bit smaller than Amanda’s but just as firm, and her ass was tiny, but shapely. The bra **** her breasts together and was held together by very thin straps. Her thong panties left her cheeks exposed, and barely covered her pussy in the front. Although Amanda was interested in Men, she damn well appreciated a fine body, and Claire definitely had one. When this mission was over, Amanda would definitely be inviting her to the hot tub to ‘celebrate’. As Claire finished the final stages of dressing, Amanda wished her luck, and moved to the door.