Larry was overjoyed, bursting into laughter. "Good, good, it's better that Sarah is so understanding."

He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and stared at Sarah with lecherous eyes.

Taking off clothes in front of a strange man, especially one who was fat, ugly, and old, was an extremely shameful and disgusting act.

But for the sake of her secret, Sarah decided to go through with it.

She turned her back to Larry, ashamed, and slowly began to undress, but Larry ordered her to face him directly.

Sarah felt like she was about to collapse. She suddenly regretted coming to this meeting, her face flushed crimson up to her ears.

Under Larry's lecherous and excited gaze, she finally decided to take them off. Facing Larry, she first removed her white blouse.

The next moment, her fair skin, beautiful smooth shoulders, and flat stomach were exposed.

A pink bra encased her ample chest, clearly showing the alluring cleavage between her two prominent breasts.

Larry almost drooled, his eyes wide. He chuckled, "Keep going, keep going."

Just moments ago, Sarah had been aloof and unapproachable, but now, stripped of her outer layers, she felt as if she had lost her protective coloring, making her deeply ashamed and wishing she could disappear. She lowered her head and eyes, not daring to meet Larry's gaze.

Next was the pencil skirt, which she removed even more slowly than her blouse.

As the skirt came down, two long, smooth, fair legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were fully revealed.

Especially alluring were the red lace panties between her legs, looking plump and exceptionally sexy.

Larry's heart rate drastically sped up, and his breathing became rapid. His body involuntarily reacted, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Take them off quickly, keep taking them off!"

At this moment, Sarah's eyes were red. Never in her life had she experienced such humiliation.

For a woman as proud, confident, and strong-willed as her, this was more painful than death.

But for her family, for her husband, and to cover up her mistake, she had no choice but to fulfill his demands.

Sarah's hands trembled slightly as she reached behind her, laboriously unhooking her bra.

The moment all the hooks were undone, her bra fell open.

Her face was flushed and alluring, and she finally steeled herself to remove the bra, quickly using her hands to cover her two full breasts.

But ever since Leo was born, her breasts had grown even fuller, firm and fair, so alluring that one felt an urge to reach out and touch them.

Larry excitedly stood up, unable to control himself.

Sarah jumped, thinking he was about to attack her, and forgetting to cover herself, she frantically rummaged through her bag for the pepper spray.

At that moment, her bra lay completely on the floor, her chest uncovered, and her fair, full breasts rose and fell with her nervous, hurried breathing, exceptionally tempting.

She didn't care about being exposed, gripping the pepper spray tightly in both hands, she pointed it at Larry and snapped, "Try taking one more step!"

Larry watched her helpless, defiant stance and chuckled, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I absolutely won't do anything."

With that, he sat back down, but his eyes remained fixed on Sarah's alluring breasts, while a wicked fire in his lower abdomen ignited a strong, primal urge...