The booming command made me jump and an involuntary scream echoed throughout the room, mingling with the remaining echo from the voice.

My skin went red hot and then ice cold, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand and my face to flush with embarrassment as I realized that my interview had started and I had just failed to make a good first impression.

"Shit!" I muttered under my breath, letting my head drop forward to regain my composure. I took no longer than I felt was absolutely necessary, barely longer than a minute. Taking a deep breath, I raised my head and looked at myself in the mirror.

I slowly raised my trembling fingers to the knotted tie of my shirt and worked the knot free, releasing the ends of the shirt so it hung open, showing a hint of my cleavage. I felt myself growing wet as I came to terms with the fact that I was stripping for a stranger, at his command. Wow I thought This is hot!

Really getting into it, I smiled at my reflection and reached behind myself to slowly unzip my skirt. Wiggling my behind, I lowered the skirt over my hips and let it fall to the floor pooling beneath me before kicking it away carelessly with my foot.

Shrugging my shoulders, I let the top fall back and join the skirt on the floor, freeing my breasts. My pink nipples were already hardened with my excitement and stood at attention.

I stood there for a moment, and then slowly turned in a circle allowing whoever was watching - and I knew someone was watching - a good, long look at my lithe body from all angles, now just clad in my skimpy white lace thong.

I was surprised by how aroused I was, performing this little striptease for an unseen audience and I couldn't help but bring my fingers to my nipples. I tweaked them and tugged on them and rolled them betwen my fingers as I turned and my eyes fluttered closed as the pleasure shot through me, bringing even more wetness to my already sopping panties.

When I had completed my turn, I reluctantly released my breasts to hook my fingers in the sides of my panties, and porn style, tugged them down my legs while I bent fully forward at the waist. I slowly stepped out of them before righting myself once more.

Standing naked except for my sunglasses on my head and my strappy heels, I turned my hands out as if to say "Ta-da...." and then let them drop to my sides as uncertainty crept in....what if I didn't measure up?