What about the bra too

You smile as you feel Emma's mounting excitement at having taken off her underwear, one hand lightly running over her breasts as she pushes her book trolley around the stacks.

"No one would know if your bra came off as well. And think how good it would feel with less material covering your body."

Emma stops her trolley for a moment, adjusting a bra strap in annoyance, before finally reaching up under her jumper to unhook and then remove her black bra, resting it on top of her book trolley. With the bra gone she stretches a little, gliding both hands down the front of her jumper, enjoying the minor freedom.