>>2348522“Y-yeah?” she got a little nervous. Oh, that fast? I had barely smiled to her!
“I’m not wearing anything under, either!” I revealed.
The second I said this, I mean the literal second, it had to happen.
I was leaning forward to the slightly shorter Silvia, whispering in her ear as we both giggled at our similar circumstances. Two pair of little hands grabbed the hem of my skirts; Peelar from my left side, Frank from my right.
“One, two!”
“One, two!” they counted at the same time.
“N-noo-!”
I didn’t have time for protests. My skirt went up, *ALL* the way up. They threw it as far up as they could and these were pretty strong children because with the corner of my eye I could see the back of my dress.
My hands hurried to cover the front, an easy task because I was already leaning; but I could do nothing for the back.
I was at the corner of the tavern; the whole clientele behind me, and the behind is what they saw. My dress went high enough to uncover the small of my back, I had no idea if I had closed my legs in time but I hoped I had. The instant that my dress was up in the air and my buttocks were completely exposed to the people I worked with and saw everyday was eternal.
Little steps hurried away, quite proud of what they had done and laughing it all the way. Loud gasps of admiration and whistles of appreciation filled the room as even the music stopped. My butt was still out; the dress was only halfway done, going down.
