Grace takes matters into her own hands

"Very well, then..." Grace walked up to her recalcitrant daughter, unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled down the zipper, pulling the fly apart and showing a wide expanse of black fabric as Jessica's briefs were exposed.

Jessica gasped. "My undies!", she exclaimed as she tried to undo her mother's work. Before she could get very far, however, her mother put her thumbs in the waistband of her bottoms, pulling both garments down to just above her knees. Not content with stopping there, she turned the top of the jeans inside out, so the waistband - and the panties now stretched over it - were halfway down Jessica's calves.

"Wait, wait, stop!" Jessica protested, bending over and frantically pulling at the front of her thin cotton t-shirt to make her privates stop being so public. The soft black shirt was already slightly loose, but now it felt positively floaty as the air circulated around the newly-exposed parts of her body.

Grace was unmoved, grabbing the back of the shirt and pulling it up and over Jessica's head. Seeing no use in pulling on a garment that was now only covering her arms, Jessica yielded control and Grace pulled it all the way off. Jessica tried once again to reach down to her bottoms but found to her horror that she had selected a front-clasp bra from her bag as Grace snapped it off with ease.

"Come, now we have only 15 minutes to spare. I'll get your things." Grace said authoritatively to her daughter naked from the thighs up. Grace let Jessica shuffle in front of her as she collected Jessica's garments and backpack. Even though Jessica's pants slowed her down, Grace was confident that she made the right decision as she admired her daughter's dimpled ass leading up to the small of her back and a waistline to die for. This voluptuous backside was finished off by razor-sharp shoulderblades that cast all the right shadows.

Overtaken by the sight of her handiwork, Grace could not help but give the ass a mighty smack, providing a satisfying slap that echoed across the living room but had the unfortunate effect of blemishing Jessica with a red handprint.

"Mom!" Jess could only shout out at this.

"Sorry dear, couldn't resist!" Grace just smiled as she led her daughter out the door.