The Vest

Seeing that Emma is almost completely under your power already you decide to push it to see some real skin.

"That vest feels real tight..." you mutter and watch for a moment as she glances nervously over her shoulders, before grabbing the top and pulling it up over her head.

You smile to yourself, watching as her black bra comes into view, barely containing her large breasts. Now at last she's reached a point of no return. Up until this point she could still pass for fully dressed, although people may question her lack of shoes. Now however she's stood in the middle of the library, in nothing but her skirt, bra and stockings, her cheeks flushed as she drops the vest to the floor.

This time it needs no prompting from you, she lets out a little giggle and darts off down the aisle, her breasts bouncing in their thin protection, until she reaches the end of the aisle. She suddenly stops there, as soon as she steps out of the aisle she'll be in sight of the large front windows, anyone outside will be able to see her.