A Loli's ENF Adventure/Emma/Modern Earth/Night/TShirt2
Emma tried not to fiddle with the edge of her t-shirt as she left the apartment. While she had the patience to wait through the day to try things out, she couldn't wait any longer and decided to put on something daring for her first trek into exhibitionism. And in this case it was nothing more than a small, plain white t-shirt. Emphasis on "small," as while it kept her butt and puss covered (barely), if she so much as shrugged her shoulders she'd be flashing her privates to any lucky onlookers.
Thankfully for Emma the halls were as empty as one would expect for this time of night (or morning, as it were), allowing the little girl to relax as she walked along the half-lit corridor. The building was quiet for the most part with the only noise to be heard being the buzzing of the overhead lights and the light footfalls of Emma's feet against the carpet, although she could hardly hear either over the sound of her heartbeat in her ears.
Soon she reached the elevators and hit the call button without thinking about it. As she waited and listened to the faint rumbling sound drawing closer a naughty idea popped into Emma's head, a timid smile forming on her lips. Clutching the bottom of her shirt she glanced both ways before lifting it up to her chest, her virgin quim on full display.
The elevator drew nearer and Emma's anticipation grew in turn. Here she was showing off her puss, risking being seen by whoever could be in the elevator. Her knees weakened a little at that last thought. A ding announced the car's arrival, louder than she would've thought, and she felt all strength leave her body as the doors opened wide. This was it, she couldn't stop what was about to happen.
Emma took a deep breath... followed by a long sigh as she saw nobody inside the car. Lowering her shirt she stepped inside on shaky legs.
She leaned against wall as the doors closed, her heart pounding from excitement rather than fear. Reaching under her shirt she poked at her lower lips and sure enough they were nice and wet. In fact now that she was focusing on it she could feel a little trail dribbling down her inner thigh.
As she absentmindedly wiped her fingers off on her shirt Emma looked at the floor buttons and did a double take. In her giddy state she failed to realize that, just like when she called the elevator without thinking, she did the same thing here and unknowingly hit the main floor button, and was already halfway there to boot.
What does she do next?