The Skirt Too

You didn't even need to push. You watch as Emma reaches behind her back, unzipping her skirt and sliding it down her legs, giggling a little as she did so.

Emma takes a moment, looking down at the tank top and skirt laying there on the floor beside the book cart, before taking a look at herself. She was stood in the middle of the library in black bra and matching thong and her stockings.

The excitement of the moment is enough to draw a hand between her legs, feeling the heat of her pussy through the soft fabric of her thong.