strips again

"So your landlord refuses to fix the furnace?" Matt asked the couple.

Karen entered. She kicked off her shoes then reached up and took off her blazer.

Matt looked up. He could tell what Karen was doing, but once again could not say anything. "Foggy, can you come in here please?"

Karen hung her blazer on Matt's coat rack then started to unbutton her blouse.

"Be there in a minute, Matt!" yelled Foggy.

"What is this young lady doing?" asked the elderly lady.

"She's our legal assistant," said Matt, trying to think of a way to stop Karen.

Karen removed her blouse and hung it up. She then reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. She let it fall down.

"Why is she stripping?" asked the elderly woman.

"Karen?" asked Matt. "is that true?"

"Please, Matt, just see me naked!" said Karen as she slipped her panties down to her ankles.

"For crying out loud, Karen, you know full well I can't see you!"

"Matt, look at me!" Karen unhooked her bra and slung it over the coat rack. She was now totally nude. She drew her finger down between her breasts. Her chest was heaving, and she started to get wet.

"Karen!" yelled Foggy coming in from his office. He quickly took off his suit jacket, wrapped it around Karen and **** her out of Matt's office.

"No, he needs to see me naked!" yelled Karen.

A few minutes later, a shaken Karen, now dressed again, sat in Foggy's office with her head in her hands. "I don't know what's gotten into me!"

"You need to go home and get some rest," said Foggy.

"I guess you're right. Maybe I'll see you at Josie's."

"Just get some rest."

Karen left without seeing Matt again.

She went home and fell asleep.

As Karen slept, Electra picked her lock and crept into Karen's apartment. She leaned over Karen and spoke into Karen's ear then crept out.

The next day, Karen showered, dried off, and went to get dressed, without putting on any panties, she put on her shortest skirt, a black number that barely came down to mid-thigh. It was a skirt for her to go out dancing in. She forgot to put on a bra and put on a tight white blouse over it. She left the top four buttons undone. She sighed as she tried to fluff up her fine, straight hair, but it was too fine and flat. She put on the brightest red lipstick she had and added more eye shadow than usual. Finally, she put on a pair of three inch heels she normally wore for special occasions. She grabbed her purse and headed for the office.