Emma Rose Lee

Emma sat at her desk looking like a perfect 12th grade girl. She was 5”6 and weighed 105 pounds. She had long dark red hair with just a little curl to it. She had bright green eyes. Her cute nose had a sprinkling of subtle freckles across it. Her clothes were the usual Douglas academy uniform, but a bit more daring. She wore a tight white blouse that you could almost see through. It fitted snuggly around her 32 C cup breasts. Her hips were covered in a short plaid skirt that hung down to mid-thigh. Her creamy legs were encased by smooth white stockings and regulation flat shoes.

Emma watched the clock slowly tick down the last fifteen minutes of class. Western History was always a slow class being the last one of the day, but Mr. Stevens usually found a way to make it interesting. This time he had just told them to read the stupid textbook until it was over. Maybe he was as eager for the day to be over as they were.

Her phone buzzed softly in her backpack. Emma glanced down at it then up at where Mr. Stevens lounged behind his desk. Whatever was on her phone must be more interesting then learning about the French revolution. She knew it was against school rules to use your phone during class, but she figured she could get away with it. And…it could be Chris!

Emma slowly reached down and subtly fished her phone out of the side pocket. Placing it on the bare patch of thigh between her skirt and tights. There was a message from Chris waiting.

“Hey babe, how’s class going?”

A smile tugged at her lips as she typed back. “Hey! Its SOOOO boring! Get me out of her!”

His response came quickly. “LOL me 2. Cant wait to get you out of a lot of things later. Bored here too. Wanna entertain me?”

Emma shook her head and blushed at the thought of hanging out with Chris later. They hadn’t done anything yet, but she could feel like it was only a matter of time.

“Sure! What did you have in mind?”

“Surprise me beautiful”

Emma bit her lip, as she considered her options. She knew what she wanted to do, but it was risky. Emma loved getting her picture taken. She especially loved taking pictures of herself that were a more…special. Giggling to herself, she slipped her phone between her knees, pointed it up her skirt, and took a silent picture. There was just enough light her the camera to pick up her red and white panties. It didn’t take long for Chris to respond.

“WOW!!!!!!!!!! You are amazing! Please don’t stop!”

“U sure you like them? They are new?”

“YES!!! OMG! THEY ARE SO HOT BABY!”

Emma scooted forward in her chair to push her already short skirt up a little more.