Life as a good little girl/Complain about Emma's sultry outfit

From Create Your Own Story

"Actually..." you start.

"Mhmm?" prods Emma.

"I guess I was hoping for something with less lace."

"Really? Wow, okay!" she responds with surprise. She adds, with a wink, "Maybe we should have gone with the daring option! But that's fine. I'm sure I can find something else."

"Thank y..."

Your voice trails off as Emma stoops down in front of you and starts to work the thin garment up your body. Knowing that she - yet again - has an unobstructed view of your bare crotch has your everything tingling. You stand stiffly as this girl presses her hands into your naked body pushing the lace higher and higher. She instructs you to raise your arms just as her thumbs cross your petite chest and brush over your nipples. Getting out of this thing seems easier than it was to get into it, but that leaves you no better off than you were.

"I'll just be a minute," notes Emma, eying you up briefly before ducking out of the change stall.

It's both unnerving and exciting to be left stranded without anything to wear, even if you know that Emma is helping you.

Emma...

Your mind wanders to one of Tiffany's more interesting stories; how she once seduced a girl named Emma at a sleepover as revenge after she implicated Tiff in a "blowjob competition" at her school. The implication was true of course, but that didn't stop Tiff from seeking vengeance. She somehow got herself invited to Emma's slumber party. Then, after spiking the birthday girl's "fake" margaritas all night, managed to strip the poor girl naked and have her eat Tiff out in the middle of her living room in front of all of her friends. The girl barely remembered it the next day, but her friends sure did. Once THAT story got around, no one at school was talking about blowjobs anymore. Of course that just meant that said blowjobs could continue unabated. You never did ask Tiff if she won...

"You're a proper minx, aren't you!"

You open your eyes, simultaneously realizing that you are no longer alone AND that you were just masturbating. Again.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean t-... I mean, you've just gotten me so..."

In your head, blaming her seemed like a safe excuse. But as soon as you started saying it you knew it wouldn't work and trailed off right away.

"Oh?" Emma steps closer. "What is it that I've... done to you?"

You can feel your nipples hardening just from her proximity to you. These feelings are so confusing. You can't even think straight, let alone talk straight.

"I... I feel so... yeah."

Emma smirks and blushes at your innocent mumblings. "Can I... help you with that?"

You have no idea what that means but you know she can help you. Nod in agreement.

Where is this going?! Change the subject! Complement her on her outfit!