Her jumper goes

You continue to enjoy watching Emma working with her legs almost naked, but the hem of her jumper keeps dropping down enough to cover her arse.

"Aren't you feeling a little hot from all the excitement?" You whisper in her ear softly, and she seems to divert at the thought, her fingers playing with the hem of her jumper.

Still stood in clear view of the window, only the book cart hiding her partial nudity, she reaches down lifting her jumper up to reveal a tight white vest top underneath. As she stands there she slowly drops the jumper to the floor, her eyes fixed on the window and the world outside.