You get a call from my school. The Dean of Students says that I broke dress code once again. Now, you drove me to school. I left your car wearing skinny white jeans and a red t-shirt. You argue with the Dean. You saw me this morning. My pants were tight, but they are no tighter than any of the other girls. The Dean laughs and explains that I am sitting right in front of him. I am not wearing jeans. My pink dress is so short that he can see my white panties. You are furious at your naughty girl. Since this is my third offense, I am being suspended for the rest of the day. You have to come and take me home.
You cancel all your important meetings, grab your laptop and drive over to my school. I hop into your car. You are on the phone to corporate explaining that you will be working at home for the rest of the day. You are mad now, but I have you wrapped around my little finger. All I have to is tease you, and you go from furious to aroused.
We get home. You want to see exactly how short is this dress. You are frustrated and angry. I want to put you in a better mood, so I lift up my dress, flashing my panties. Makes you hard and horny for me. Your angry turns to arousal. I push you over the edge when I pull my panties to the side. I seduce you in our kitchen.