Hide the clothes

You watch Emma stood there on the phone and your eyes follow the curves of her half naked body, smiling at yourself as you realise she has put the vest top down while she talks on the phone.

Quickly you gather up her skirt, jumper and shoes, clicking your fingers and forcing them to vanish off into nothing before moving over to join Emma at the counter, once more eyeing up her body, and wondering just how much more you can do to her.