Your smile softens into a seductive look and Gabriella gasps slightly. "Alright, Gabriella. First things first; Are YOU following the proper dress code?"
Gabriella's smile slowly disappears, but her arousal does not. "Wh-what do you mean?"
"Well, first, I note that your attire is business casual. This is proper for staff?" Gabriella nods slowly. "Lift your skirt for me, Gabriella." Tentatively, she reaches down and lifts the hem of her skirt, exposing the tops of her stockings, her matching garters and lacy panties. With a raised eyebrow, you look back up into Miss Stevens' now flushed face. "That's not a very good example to set for your upstanding young girls, is it, Gabriella?" You stand and step over to her still form, skirt still held up. You whisper into her ear "Though it looks delightfully sluttish to me."
She gasps softly and a tiny moan escapes her lips. Her deep breathing pushes the edges of her jacket slightly and you catch a glimpse of flesh. Your hand rises to her thigh and you breathe, "I guess I can see where Melody got that tendency... No bra for you either?" Gabriella swallows hard and shakes her head quickly. "Then I guess you don't deserve panties either, do you?"
Panting, with her legs quivering, Gabriella shakes her head and unclips her garters, slipping her panties off of her bare cunt and down to the floor. "I see, though, that you DO keep up with the health structures that you've put in place." Your hand moves back to her thigh and around to run a finger along the lips of her already moist, completely shaved pussy.
Gabriella nods. "I'm good... Really I am." |