<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/351223450284720130/588434188890406932/Gina-Godfrey-plus-real-now-17_2017_9003.png)</div><em>“Besides… it’s hardly teasing when I plan on following through, is it?”</em><br/><br/>"Uh huh..." Becky murmered completely missing the meaning of her girlfriend's words as her tongue had distracted her like the flute of a snake charmer.<br/><br/>"huuuuhhhh. Wait, huh? You... No! Not here! There are too many people outside. Nissa, you can't..."<br/><br/>The color washed away from the brunettes face in record speed as she faltered, sputtering and pleading, her soft jade colored eyes flitting to the office door, keenly aware of every dark shadow that moved across the frosted glass. But there was no arguing as her protests were cut short by the slow tug of her hair and the fingers resting on her chin, commanding both her silence and her attention in a perfectly unified motion.<br/><br/>Nissa made her point by sitting on the desk, indicating to her skittish engineer partner that she was expecting a show and wasn't going anywhere until she got what she wanted... and Anissa always got what she wanted. One way, or another.<br/><br/><em>“Stand up for me now. Hands to those pants I made you buy. Unbutton and then slowly pull them down for me. Aahhh… no protesting.”</em><br/><br/>She had just opened her mouth to mewl her reluctance when Nissa added the last bit so she would have to make do with letting her eyes and trembling lip beg for the reprieve. Both were silenced by the crushing of soft pillow lips to her own, making even her breath relent for a moment to the blondes will.<br/><br/><em> “I want that ass that Mateo was clearly coveting bare for me, baby…”</em><br/><br/>Bright red again, the color flooded into her face like cream poured into the blackest coffee. Becky gave her one last "Nissa..." but after a few long seconds and an expectant and excellently sculpted eyebrow raise later, Becky rose to her feet, eyes darting from Nissa to the door and back again as her hands went reluctantly to her jeans.<br/><br/>Pop!<br/><br/>The button was undone and thumbs fitted into the belt loops of the wide-hipped jeans and Becky pushed them down, having to do a little shimmy wiggle of her hips to make sure they made it down the widest part of her womanly figure.<br/><br/>It served only to add to Rebecca's embarrassment what was worn beneath them as the sound of sighing denim hitting the floor almost whispered the secret it had been hiding. The bespectacled girl now stood in a t-shirt with her jeans around her feet with a pair of<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">purple and black boyshort panties</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://is.static-barenecessities.com/is/image/BareNecessities/1434dre_irisblack_bv?$PLP2017M_v1$)</div></div>embracing the swells of her hips and the round fullness of her milky white plump bottom.<br/><br/>A low, soft trembling whimper bubbled up from Becky's throat. What had she been thinking? She had thought they would make her feel confident, sexy... in control when she put them on this morning and this morning was seeming like an awfully long time ago. She bit her lip, bracing herself for whatever teases and torment was in store for her. Bracing herself even though she could feel the arousal tingle between her thighs like an engine warming up in the dead of winter. It thrummed, steady and unapologetically and she knew that sooner or later Nissa would discover just how naughty she really felt.