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Author's note: This chapter is still really quite tame... the first few will be. It's all about slowly expanding Lara's comfort zone... like boiling the proverbial frog. I'm doing my best to keep ratcheting up the tension while keeping things relatively realistic (at least as realistic as you can be in a story like this).
I hope you find it enjoyable. Feedback of any sort is greatly appreciated.
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Chapter Two
Lara woke up wishing that yesterday had only been a dream. A glance down at the unread messages on her phone told her it wasn't.
"Lara. I'm glad you've made the smart decision to accept my proposal. Be at my office for 4pm today, sharp."
Lara groaned, preferring to just get whatever Karen had planned for her over with, but knowing it would have to wait until far into the afternoon.
All through her classes that day, Lara couldn't stop running "what if" scenarios through her head, talking aloud to herself. "No, yesterday was just a one time thing. It won't happen again. I'll hear her out -- I know enough poker to know you don't fold before you ante -- but there's no way I'm doing any of the more daring stuff Karen promised I'd be doing. No chance in hell."
As 4pm approached, Lara was standing outside Karen's office, where the door was unexpectedly closed. "Maybe she's not here," Lara hoped without conviction. She knocked.
Karen quickly opened the door with much enthusiasm and warmly welcomed Lara inside, closing the door behind her. "Lara, I'm so glad to see you. I admit, despite your non-verbal assurances yesterday I had my doubts about you actually following through today."
"Heh, you're not the only one," Lara admitted a little sheepishly. "But I figured it's like you said... I might as well at least
hear
what you want me to do. I can always refuse and turn myself in if you're demanding too much. So... what is it, anyway?"
"Straight to the point. I love it! Well, my dear Lara. It's nothing at all. Er, well nothing you haven't done already, anyway. What I want from you today-- what I want from you
every
day this week is precisely nothing more and nothing less than what you did yesterday.
"I will leave my office for a couple hours -- three tops. Once I'm gone, I expect you to strip off every piece of clothing you're wearing, and place them in my desk drawer. I want you to stay naked for at least one hour, after which you may redress, except for your panties which you will lay on top of my desk again. You're welcome to stay naked for
more
than an hour, that's up to you, but I do insist on no less than an hour. You may then leave... you needn't wait for my return.
"And then I see you back here tomorrow, same time: 4pm, to do it all over again. Today's... Tuesday, so just four more times will bring us to Friday. We'll reassess then." With that, Karen grabbed her purse and left her office, without so much as another word.
Lara felt more than a little stunned at Karen's abrupt departure. "... so I guess there isn't really much room for discussion then..." Lara sardonically mused to herself.
Having already gone through the whole process of disrobing alone in Karen's office once yesterday, Lara didn't hesitate to disrobe again today. She noted the irony that she was getting naked quicker today despite there being a much larger window of opportunity than yesterday. Ah well, no sense putting it off this time.
Within moments Lara stood fully naked, closing the drawer with her clothes. She started the stopwatch timer on Karen's desk and took stock of her surroundings. Nothing looked any different than yesterday-- no, wait there was one change. The television mounted to the wall was no longer showing weather and local news.
Now playing was a video of a woman exploring an older European city. At least, Lara assumed it was a European city based on the old style of the architecture and the narrow cobblestoned walkways. But it wasn't the scenic vista that caught Lara's attention. The woman in the video, happily exploring and wandering through the streets, was fully and completely naked. She would walk up to a storefront window and look at the displays therein. Occasionally she would be stopped by various passersby asking for photos with her, which she happily obliged.
Lara was stunned. As she herself stood naked in the privacy of Karen's secluded office, mildly nervous, here on the TV before her was a woman just as naked but proudly exposing every inch of her flesh to the world. She looked so free and confident. It was a feeling Lara envied... especially now, when she felt so trapped by her cheating.
After a few minutes, Lara realized with a shiver that the scene unfolding on the TV was exactly what Karen had in mind for her. She got goosebumps thinking about it, and chose to believe it was from dread.
A few minutes more and Lara pried herself away from the screen.
There's nothing to
do
here! Tomorrow I have to remember to bring my classwork, at least I can do
something
productive with this time.
She found her eye drawn back time and again to the naked woman on the screen, mesmerized by the image.
Between the blink of an eye and an eternity later she felt a shock as something grazed her clit. With a shock she realized it was her own right hand. A further shock when she saw the stopwatch just pass 1:45:00. "Two hours!?! I've nearly been here two hours??" Desperate to not still be here naked when Karen returned, she dashed over to the desk drawer that held her clothes, and throw them all back on, with the exception of her panties which she tossed bunched up on the desk.
She opened the door, and made her way home, closing Karen's office door behind her.
* * *
Wednesday morning found Lara waking with her fingers already stroking her wet pussy. She was not one to frequently explore her body, but the video from Karen's office was evidently on her mind as she slept.
She checked her phone and saw no new messages. "I don't suppose this means Karen's called the whole thing off..." Lara spoke aloud, sarcastically. "Whatever, if spending a couple hours alone naked is all I gotta do to not get expelled, then I'll gladly do it." Lara's acceptance and attitude surprised even herself. A small part of her was even looking forward to today's "alone time."
As 4pm rolled around, Karen once again welcomed her into her office. This time, Karen didn't linger, and was already half-way out the door as Lara was getting settled. "Great Lara. Same as yesterday... you know the drill, but please show some decorum and let's not leave your panties all bunched up, shall we?"
"Oh, actually Karen, about my panties--" The door closed, leaving her alone in the office. Lara's finished her thought softly to herself. "Can I get them back... I'm running low...... alright, whatever, it's fine."
With a much greater nonchalance than the last two days, Lara unceremoniously undressed, throwing all her clothes in the usual bottom drawer of Karen's desk and started the timer.
"Time to get studying." Lara retrieved her laptop out of her backpack and set up shop on the round table in the corner. She didn't feel comfortable enough to use Karen's desk, ironically feeling that would be an invasion of privacy.
Before barreling down on her assignments, she took another look around the room. She didn't notice it before, but the lock on the door wasn't a conventional keyed lock. Instead it was of the same electronic variety in use throughout much of campus. It required a keyfob or keycard to lock or unlock it, and when locked it would prevent entry, but not egress. Meaning, nobody would be able to get in, but she'd be able to leave the office without problem... except she wouldn't be able to get back in. Since Lara had no intention of ever leaving the office naked, she merely filed that observation away in the back of her mind.
Glancing up at the tv showed that it was still playing exhibitionist pornography, only it was a different video than yesterday. This one featured a fully naked women (of course) being led around a sparsely populated public beach by a leash held by a fully dressed woman.
Lara was stuck by not only the contrast between the two women but by how out of place both women looked in their surroundings. If not for the leash, the naked woman would actually look less out of place on the beach than the woman wearing a full-length dark grey wool skirt, dark red blouse and black leather ankle boots. It was the leash that accentuated exactly where the naked woman sat in the hierarchy between the two of them.
Lara's hand once again drifted of its own accord to her bare pussy as she closed her eyes and imagined being naked in public, being showcased by somebody else fully dressed. One hand lightly flicked her clit, while her other came down and stroked the folds of her pussy.
The intensity of her lust ramped up as she played with herself, intent on finishing what she started that morning. She slipped one, then two fingers inside herself, sliding in easily from her wetness. With a deep inhalation she opened her eyes, and remembered where she was.
The sudden realization that she wasn't at home, or in any place remotely appropriate to be masturbating caused her to stop... disappointingly not far from the edge.
"No, no not here... I need to study." She chastised herself.
Lara tried to dampen down her horniness, and refocus her efforts on studying, but failed miserably. All she could think about was cumming. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a boyfriend, or even a date really. Normally she'd be fine, but the events of the last few days had her worked up.
She started to rationalize with herself, "Okay, I'll just do it, cum, then I'll be able to concentrate on my homework... yeah... that's the best thing to do. I mean, I am alone, and this is a private office. It's not hurting anybody, and it'll let me get it out of my system, and focus on my studies... yeah."A quick glance at the stopwatch told her she had been there for 25 minutes already. "Still plenty of time until Karen's due back."
Having successfully rationalized her qualms away, Lara began fucking herself in earnest. She attacked her clit and pussy with both hands, wasting no time to get the job done. Within seconds she came in an explosive orgasm - her largest in recent memory, she just hoped that she didn't make any noises loud enough to be heard in any of the neighboring offices.
She was immediately filled with shame, and her first instinct was to get dressed. Actually, her first instinct was to frantically look around the room and make sure she hadn't forgotten to close any curtains or anything -
nope, still closed, thank God.
