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“What are you wearing?” you ask as I walk into the kitchen. I’m dressed in your crisp white dress shirt. Cuffed at the wrists and held together by two buttons at my waist and nothing else. My skin is clearly visible down the center of my chest; it’s obvious I don’t have a bra on. The recently recovered schoolgirl inside me is already awake and pouting about taking the shirt from the closet and she almost passed out when I chose to wear nothing underneath. “Good Morning. It’s so nice to see you, too,” I reply. “So you’re going to start being sassy first thing in the morning? What are you wearing?” “Just an old rag that I found in your closet, you like it?” I say, smiling and holding my arms up while twirling around. “Old rag?” you reply with an incredulous look on your face, “Do you always take things that aren’t yours?” “If I remember correctly you didn’t seem to Yeşilköy escort bayan have a problem taking a few liberties last night that you didn’t ask for.” “You could have stopped me at any moment. You just needed to say so.” A mild blush comes over my face as I recall the spanking from the prior evening. There’s nothing I can say to that, I could have said stop but I didn’t. I was fully aware of everything that happened last night but I didn’t try to stop any of it. A part of me actually liked it. I liked not knowing what was going to happen next, I liked being laid across your lap and I liked being told what to do. Shrugging my shoulders and turning my head toward you I take the mature path and stick my tongue out at you and continue walking to the refrigerator with a little wiggle of my bottom. I can feel your eyes on me and I can sense the smile on Escort Yeşilyurt your lips. Looking through the refrigerator I don’t find anything I really want to eat but I make a grand show of lifting my arms up to reach for something on the top shelf. There’s really no reason to do this other than to make the shirt lift up and expose my bottom. The little schoolgirl in me just shakes her head and starts to back up to the corner, coward. “You’re a little tease aren’t you? May I remind you what happened to your ass last night?” Doing my best Scarlett O’Hara impression I half turn toward you, opening my mouth wide and cover it with my fingers. Then in an exaggerated southern accent I mockingly say, “Oh, whatever do you mean?” Closing the refrigerator door I reach down to the freezer and bend over it while I pull out the drawer. I can feel the cold air of the freezer Zeytinburnu escort flow across me; it does both me and my schoolgirl subconscious good, she’s sitting on her bottom with her legs pulled up to her chest and her head resting on her knees. “I would be careful with your little game, Michelle.” Sticking my tongue out just a little and biting it down on top of my bottom lip all I can do is smile and look at you with my bottom clearly exposed. Again I find nothing I want to eat and I walk up and lean against the opposite side of the bar from you. I reach out with my fingers and pick up a piece of pineapple from your plate and suck the juice from it before putting it in my mouth. A piece of kiwi and some cantaloupe follow. Intentionally I keep my head down avoiding your gaze and wipe my fingers on the shirt. There’s no reaction, not a snort, not a grunt, nothing. Have I gone too far? Looking up into your eyes I take one last piece of pineapple and draw it across my lips and suck the sweet juices into my mouth and place it in my mouth. Continuing to look into your eyes I again wipe my fingers on the shirt.
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