"Melody," she said my name again and paused as if she just liked to say my name over and over again, "Mmmm, play nice and you can keep your job. Besides, you know no one would believe you if you ever told about what just happened, or should I say going to happen? Just be quiet, relax and just enjoy it."
With that she gave me a quick kiss on my nose. Once again, making me feel like a child. Her hands snaked up my legs under the full skirt of my dress. She stared into my eyes, I felt like she was looking into my soul as I clutched my chair. I couldn't understand why this is happening to me. I am not a lesbian; I never led her on or did anything to provoke this. I felt her nails find the band of my panties. It was a warm day so I wore sandals with no panty hose. Melissa started to tug them down over my hips.
"Help me out here, Melody. Be a good girl and lift your bottom so I can get these off." She ordered.
"But..." I stammered.
"SHUSH! Just do as you're told." She commanded.
Reluctantly, I lifted myself and before I knew it she had my panties off and threw them in the trash can beside her.
I slammed my knees shut. "No, no, no my little dove, this won't do." Melissa said as she put her hands on my knees. "Open up for me and slide back down to the end of the seat, so I can feast my eyes on your pretty pussy." I was frozen and horrified. "NOW!" she barked. I moved quickly back to the edge of my chair. She didn't move so I had no choice but to spread my legs around her. "Better," She cooed, "now be a good little girl and lift your skirt for me to see that little pussy." I shut my eyes tight and gulped as I my hands shook and my fingers walked my skirt up to the top of my thighs.
"Now Melody," Melissa's tone was that of an adult chastising a child being lax in their lessons. "What did I tell you to do, little dove?"
"Sh sh show you my..." I stammered with my eyes still clenched shut and my chin quivering.
I felt her soft hand stroke my cheek.
"My... you really are innocent aren't you?" She said in a soft tone.
My eyes opened slowly to see her gazing at me tenderly. When our eyes met it seemed to take her out of a momentary trance. "I said... show me your pussy." She said sternly.
I glanced at my lap. "I can't see it." She continued.
My hands shook,tears started to well up in my eyes and the edge of the chair was cutting into my tender bottom cheeks. I could feel myself growing slick with fear. My mind was screaming out, "WHY!! WHY!! WHY!! Why is this happening to me?" but what came across my lips was a trembling "Please..."
"Now is not the time to beg little dove.... That comes later." Melissa said as she grabbed hold the front of the arms of my chair. "Now is the time to show me your pussy."