A schoolgirl outfit

Brenda giggled softly as she looked at the clothes laid out on the bed. A white shirt, a short plaid skirt, a tie, and some white stockings; a schoolgirl costume. Mr. Royce not only wanted to fuck a schoolgirl, he wanted her to look like one. This should be fun, Brenda thought as she quickly undressed. She left her lacy panties on, then pulled up the skirt, finding that it barely covered her ass. Twirling to look at herself, she saw the skirt flare up and after a moments thought she pulled her panties off and twirled again to show off her naked ass and pussy.

"Panties would just get in the way anyway," she murmured as she picked up the shirt. She closed only a few buttons in the middle, exposing the ripe curves of her braless breasts, and tied the bottom in a knot that exposed her midriff. She knotted the tie in a loose loop and fitted it over her head, letting it hang loosely, looking more like a halter than an item of clothing.

"Something for him to hold on to," she giggled, looking at herself in the mirror before sitting down to roll the stockings up her legs. They came to mid-thigh, and when she stood to examine herself she grinned at the image in the mirror. She looked thoroughly slutty, and absolutely fuckable.

"Just one more thing," she told herself, brushing her hair into pigtails and securing them with hair ties. The pigtails made her look slightly more innocent but even more fuckable. She was sure that Mr. Royce would like how she filled out his costume.

With that thought she left the bedroom and descended the stairs, posing at the bottom as she saw Mr. Royce watching her, his eyes bright and feral. Brenda bit her lower lip and looked at him from under lowered lashes.

"I'm here just like you ordered Mr. Royce," she said in her best soft, shy voice. "I hope I'm not in trouble. I try to be a good girl."