Selfies - Part 2 (Patreon)

She felt absolutely ridiculous, although that was nothing new... She'd been feeling exactly that ever since coming up with the plan, all through going to her mother's house a few days ago to dig through her old closet, trying the thing on, then, today, making herself wear it again and driving out to this guy, Jacob's, house. It was a remnant of another time, something she'd been proud of then, but now... Well, she didn't regret doing it, yet, given her current position, it seemed pretty silly. 

All her old anxieties came rushing back as she put it on, and they had yet to go away. She'd never felt like she was good enough for the squad, always assuming she'd been accepted more as a joke than anything... Looking at herself in the mirror now, she still felt like that insecure little girl, especially since she'd decided to braid her hair into pigtails. What was she going to do if she got pulled over? How would she explain all this?! 

Thankfully, despite how often she glanced up at her rearview mirror, no flashing lights appeared there to chase her down - not that it would have been hard, considering how slowly she was driving, just to be safe. She pulled into the driveway, a feeling of relief washing over her... Though, just for a few seconds, until she remembered why she was here.

She sat in the car a little longer, trying to think of some alternative to going inside that wouldn't put her career in jeopardy. She still had no idea what Jacob had in mind, but she would also had preferred not to find out... It didn't look like that was an option, however.

Finally, she pushed open the car door and got out, walking up to the house's front door. "Come on in!" a voice called from inside. It still wasn't ringing any bells, but she double-checked the address and it matched what she'd been given. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside, looking around at the rather nice house. She stopped at the living room, debating whether to sit on the sofa or not before somebody joined her.

"Here," she said, before giving him a chance to speak. Seeing him in person, she was sure she'd seen him in passing at work, which made this all the more awkward, though, fortunately, that wasn't something that happened often. "You wanted me to dress up, right? Is this what you had in mind?" She forced a smile onto her face, planting her hands on her hips. "Do you want me to do a cheer for you? I forgot my pom-poms, but..."

"No, that's not quite it," Jacob cut her off. "Don't get me wrong, you did look very cute like that, but it isn't exactly what I had in mind."

"Listen," she glared at him, crossing her arms. "If you think I'm going to just prance around here all day in my underwear, you're wrong... I value my job, sure, but I'm not about to..."

"That isn't quite it, either," Jacob smirked. "Don't you worry, I have some clothes for you to wear, but it isn't this." Adriana flinched slightly as he reached out, flaring her skirt out. "Why are you wearing this, young lady?" he asked, his voice suddenly turning more stern, more... paternal.

"Because I.... had practice?" Adriana wasn't sure what was happening, what he wanted from her. He wasn't ugly, though he wasn't nearly as handsome as most of the guys she went for... She'd been mentally preparing herself for this, and while she wasn't going to sleep with him, she'd somehow managed to convince herself that a blow job wouldn't be the end of the world.

She gasped as he tugged on her skirt, pulling her closer. "Very funny, young lady... I know you like to play, but I've told you time and time again that your big sister's room is off limits. She won't be very happy with you if she finds you in her uniform, will she?"

"I... But... Big sister?" Adriana yelped as he gave her backside a hard swat.

"And you aren't even wearing protection? What if you'd have an accident, young lady?! You are just begging for a spanking, aren't you? Come on... We'd better get you changed before something bad happens..."