You follow Emily into your room and she looks right at your things that you sent ahead. They're piled neatly and she counts them off.
"Looks like everything's here, from what you told me you sent," she says with a smile. "Guess I'll be on my way then."
While she was checking your things, you pulled your tight, stretchy dress down enough that the tops of your lace bra cups show. When she looks at you, her quick glance at your cleavage tells you that she sure noticed.
"Can I ask one more itsy bitsy favor of you?" you ask with a bright smile. You slip your arm around her elbow and press your boobs into her arm, giving her an even better view as they flatten and push out and up against her arm.
"What is it?" she asks after a moments hesitation after glancing at your chest.
"Can you check and see if anything's been opened?" you say with your dazzling smile. "I'd hate to think that someone's gone through my things. And if someone did, I'd have to report it to you anyway, right? I hate to think I'm imposing since you've been so nice to me so far."
"Well," she sighs, "I guess I can do that."
"Great. I'm just going to put my bag in the bathroom and freshen up a bit while you do that, okay?" you ask, giving her arm a squeeze.
"Okay," she says and you give her a smile as you walk away. You can feel her eyes on you as you accentuate the roll of your tush.
Freshening up isn't what you have on your mind and as soon as you close the door, you put your plan into effect. You pull the top of your dress down off your arms and slip off your bra. Putting the dress back into place, you smile as you sway your hips to make your boobs jiggle and bounce. You add one last touch, pulling and pinching your nipples until they get nice and hard and can't be missed in that tight dress.
You flush the toilet to make it look good, then turn on the faucet to wash your hands. You look in the mirror again to check on your hard nipples and are about to walk out when you remember something. You told her you weren't wearing panties, so you reach under your dress to slip your thong off. With a grin, instead of smoothing it out, you leave it bunched up a bit, leaving the hem high on your thighs. One last look in the mirror, and a smile, then you go out into your room.
Emily is on one knee, examining the taping on one of the boxes when you come out of the bathroom.
"Does everything look okay?" you ask, moving quickly to stand beside her.
She turns and her eyes go right to your full thighs, the hem of your dress barely covering your pussy. You see her moisten her lips as she slowly looks up along your body to your face. You hold out your wet hands and smile.
"There's no towels. could you open that box and hand me one?" you ask innocently.
"Ah... which one?" she asks.
"That one over there," you tell her and bend right over to point it out. Your boobs are right in front of her face and from the look on it, she's noticed that you're braless and your nipples are stiff.
Emily's face is flushed as she fumbles while opening the box, which you know has no towels but gave you the chance to tempt her. You get a glimpse down her front and see that her nipples are showing too. You quietly walk away as she looks through the box and sit on the edge of your bed.
"I don't see any towels," she says as she keeps looking.
"Oh, that's okay. My hands are pretty well dry anyway," you say and she looks to see you sitting on your bed.
"I...I really should be... going," she stammers and gets to her feet.
"Emily?" you say as her hand touches the doorknob and she looks at you. You stretch your arms behind you on the bed and lean back, arching your back to push your boobs out.
"Ah, yes?" she asks and you can see her eyes locked onto your hard nipples.
"You've been so really, really nice," you say, your voice seductive. "I wish there was some way for me to thank you, something special I could do for you."
As you say that to her, you're slowly spreading your sleek legs. Her eyes go wide and her face is flushed. You know she can see your pussy and you slide your tush right to the edge, making your dress hem slide up even more.
"Can you think of anything at all I can do for you?" you ask and run the tip of your tongue along your lips, tilting your head to one side. "Anything at all?" you add and roll your hips suggestively. |