Take off the skirt

Emma manages to stop herself for a few more minutes at least, but you keep throwing more suggestions at her. Isn't it uncomfortable with her skirt bunched like that? Wouldn't it be far more comfortable without?

Her face flushing red Emma seemed to finally give in to your suggestions. Looking around her once more, checking that no one was looking in this direction, she finally climbed to her feet and unzipped her skirt.

Another glance around and she let it drop at her feet, treating you, and unfortunately only you, with a fantastic view of her exposed arse and pussy before quickly sitting back down.

You grin as she kicks the skirt under the desk, trying to get back to her work as you pour in more thoughts, making her fully aware that below the waist she has nothing but shoes and stockings, at a time when anyone could see her.