Susan sighed and began to strip, she was kinda used to being ogled by men, and she wasn't really that shy, after all, this is not that much worse than wearing a bikini to the beach, and if it helped her get a better job then all the better!
Having taken off her blouse and skirt, Susan was now standing in her modest Bra and panties, she didn't put much care into her choice of underwear since she strived for comfort over appearance at the workplace, after all, she wasn't expecting to show them off, but here she was with her tits and ass on parade.
She looked back at Mr. Hardy, who now had a very lecherous look on his face that Susan very much recognized, and hugged herself, it was cold in here and the atmosphere was very uncomfortable.
"Now Susan, I'm very disappointed by your choice in attire, I thought you said you appreciated the value of appearance," Mr. Hardy had begun frowning, Susan couldn't believe what she was hearing "Or are you just a big hypocrite?"
"What? No- I..." But before she could finish, Mat had his hand up and was shaking his head.
"I've heard enough, I'm not sure you have what it takes for this job, unless..." Mr. Hardy began talking again, Susan was beginning to suspect that he wasn't going to let her leave with just this "Now here's what I want you to do..."
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