Tanya Can't Say No

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I'd expected it to be a typical day when I got up that morning. I'd slept soundly after what had been an unusually early night for me. My date had gone 'well' in that the hot blonde I'd been with had asked to see me again, and even if I was skeptical of her claim, it didn't matter because it wasn't really her I was after anyways.

Not that she didn't have a fine pair of legs- with her heels on she was almost as tall as I was at just a hair over six feet. But there were certain other parts of the female anatomy I liked more...and certain other females, were I to be honest.

My name is Jason Forsythe, and at forty years old I still lusted after the young hotties who strutted their stuff. Whether it was on the street in with our ever calm weather and sunny days wearing too little or on instragram showing off their sexy new clothes, I was a pretty shameless ogler. Not that I just gaped at them like some 18 year old virgin who hadn't gotten laid.

But it wasn't fun if they didn't know I was looking at them for more then just a passing glance.

There was a coffee shop that was near a local high school that I frequented, both to watch the hotties on their way to class and to occasionally pester one of them who I'd found on instagram...I hadn't seen her yesterday, so I got in a little early, got my black coffee and waited.

She usually flirted back when I talked to her. Or at least that's how I chose to interpret it from this 'Tanya', who had everything I liked in a high school girl - nice rack, long brown hair, and taller then most.

That, and she kept herself in great shape. One that I wanted to see more of. Little did I know...

You know the great thing about cell phones? It's that you could look at it and pretend to be busy as you eyed up all the high school hotties making their way to classes. I had a look of vague disinterest on my face, giving occasional looks up as if I was waiting for someone. Which I was, in a way, and a few moments later my gaze turned into a smirk as I saw her.

Fuck yes. It was Tanya.

She would have walked fairly close anyways, but I smiled as our gazes met, giving a nod. "Tanya! Come walk with me." I'd match her pace anyways, but imagine my surprise when she seemed to almost...walk towards me.

I thought nothing of it at the time, maybe wondering if she was teasing me like usual. It wouldn't just be me, judging by her tight blouse and the way her skirt was showing off her bare calves. "Sexy outfit." I nodded. "You planning on teasing your boyfriend with that on?"

We weren't friends, but I could see something was off about how she was reacting, and as always, when I saw an opening, I decided to push it, to see if she really was playing around, or if it was something else. Although if I had any idea....

"You should undo another button on your blouse and leave it that way all day. Guys like getting a peek at the goods." I winked. Imagine my surprise when I saw what she did next.

I mean, if you had told me she was going to actually undo a button in front of me and then ask if I liked it, I would've told you that you were crazy and offered to take you to a doctor. But then she did it, even trying to play it off. "You think?"

"I don't think." I laughed, nudging in closer to her. "I know."

"Looks good right?" There she was, asking for my approval, and I stepped in front of her.

"Stop, Tanya. Let me take a good look..." It was in the same teasing tone I'd used before, but then she stopped again, and I loomed over her, looking down her blouse, my eyes darting up to hers.

"Hey I think I should hurry up, I might be late..."

"...just a minute. You want my opinion, don't you? After all, I'm the one who asked you to show off a little more." I didn't care if she was going to be late, as her sudden change in behavior was intriguing, mysterious. I stepped towards Tanya, tempted to run my hands up and down her sides, but my eyes did it for me. "Looks good. I like how that skirt looks on you, too..."

Another beat passed, and I knew I was pushing it, not wanting too many people to suspect anything. "I'll let you get to classes now, Tanya...but give me a hug first."

Surely she'd say no to that, right? But I leaned in anyways, intent on feeling her up a bit, squeezing her ass...and to whisper in to her ear as my head was near her ear.

"Don't wear a bra tomorrow..."

The say she shivered in my arms, feeling her ass as I squeezed it, pulling her body against mine...either she was enjoying this too, or something else was going on. A lost bet, maybe? I pulled her back into me, too, so her massive tits were pressed against my hard chest for a moment. I wasn't a super gym rat, but I did swim a lot and kept in decent enough shape.

"I'll see what I can do."

"Oh, come on, Tanya..." I tilted my head, pulling back as I put my hands on her shoulders. "You. Will. Not. Wear a bra tomorrow." I said directly. "Do you understand me?" Maybe I was kidding around, or maybe I wanted to see her massive tits just covered by one layer of clothing. Which reminded me...

"No jacket, either. Just a low cut shirt." A beat passed as I stepped back. "You will get comfortable with showing off your body in publci."

The fact she wasn't resisting was interesting. It had to be her losing a bet.

"Another hug?" I laughed. "You like my hugs, Tanya." I teased, not pushing things forward. She was just toying with me for kicks, but I'd gotten her to show off a bit more and squeeze her ass, so all in all I was ahead. Inspiration struck me, and I pulled out my phone. "Maybe you should give me your number so I can give you outfit suggestions..."

If I'd known then what I knew now, I would've made way more suggestions, but with a quick glance behind I saw one of her friends coming. "...see you later, Tanya." I waved, walking away. Sure, I'd gotten to feel up the young, big titted hottie a bit, but all that had done was made me want more of it. At that point, I would have been sure she would've never glanced my way ever again.

I was going to check to see if she 'listened' to me tomorrow, though. Because why the hell not.

I barely bothered with the pretense of looking at my phone this time, walking towards her slowly with my eyes on her ample chest. "Tanya! Nice to see you again." I liked to pride myself on being able to tell when chicks were braless, and with Tanya's massive melons it was pretty obvious she had obeyed me and gone without. Still, the embarrassment of making her say it was exiting, and I walked with her. "Don't be so eager to run off, Tanya...talk to me." I lowered my voice a bit as we spoke, not wanting everyone to overhear.

"You're not wearing a bra, right? Giving her a hard look. "After all, it would be a shame to know you're not listening to me." With a shrug, I looked around. "Maybe I'll have to punish you if I'm just wasting my time teaching you how to pick up guys."

She wouldn't need much help from me there. Not with her looks and body. Still, I still had the nagging question at the back of my head. Why was she acting so compliant? Filing it away for later, I looked at her.

"Stop here for a sec." We had walked down the path towards her school, but it wasn't that busy, and we were in a fairy isolated area. "I know you told me you're not wearing a bra, but I...don't believe you."

Bullshit, we both knew, but that's what made it fun.

"Prove it to me, Tanya." I sneered. "Flash your tits.

hi...

I folded my arms as the young, busty brunette wordlessly crossed her arms at the bottom of her low cut top, pulling it up slowly to reveal her bare stomach. Her smooth, unmarked skin was tantalizing until she got to her tits, the material seeming to stretch over them and linger there forever as she finally revealed her glorious chest to my view.

"Don't look!"

"Don't look?" I laughed, trailing a finger up her stomach before flicking one of the large orbs. "Fuck, I'm going to do more then that." Quickly grabbing my phone, I snapped a picture of her bare chest, the 'clicking' of the digital shutter audible to her. "Okay, you can pull your shirt down now. No need to show those to everyone, after all."

I winked conspiratorially. "It can be our little secret. Your tits, I mean." A beat passed. "Although I guess they're not that little..." Toying with her and teasing her was fun, but it was still nagging at me: why the fuck was I getting away with this?

"Turn around for a sec." I asked offhandedly, moving towards her again as I grabbed each of her firm asscheeks as if I was 'inspecting them'. "Nice jeans. What are you wearing under them?" Like yesterday, I felt like I had all of the power in the world, as if she was under my thrall.

"They do fit your ass nicely..." I trailed off, stepping back to give her ass a slap. "But they also hide your body too much. Only shorts or skirts from now on, 'kay?" Moving back in front of her, I smiled. "I'll send you a suggestion of what you should wear tomorrow. I'm sure your boyfriend will like you being more of a tease around school."

After working most of the day, I needed...well, wanted a way to blow off some steam, and I couldn't think of a better way to do it then to send Tanya a few messages. Still not entirely sure as to why she was being so indulgent with me, I fired off a quick message. Evening, Tan-tits. It's Jason.

Deciding maybe that nickname wasn't the best way to get on her good side, I quickly followed up. Don't ignore me. Of course, I didn't know then what I know now, and I leaned back in my chair with a grin, bringing up the picture of her bare tits again. It made me hard, of course, but I could indulge in that later as I continued to harass her, having no idea that she had to listen to me now.

So, as I said earlier, we need to do something about you not being willing to show off that hot body of yours for your undeserving boyfriend. Tomorrow, you can put on something really sexy for him. My ideas of really sexy, of course, likely wouldn't go with what was decent for public wearing (or at least in the school), so I thought about it a little more before I dropped the 'bomb' on her as to what she needed to wear.

Tight white blouse, like the one you wore on Monday. Start with two buttons undone, but I'll check to see if you need to show off more. Wanting to build the dread in her, I let that linger. Red plaid skirt. Black bra and panties underneath. Again, I thought about it. White socks.

Typical schoolgirl outfit. Surely she'd have to say no to that, right?

Her response was everything I could have hoped for. Almost.

"Sure thing. I think I can wear that. Thanks for the advice!"

You see, as an experienced bullshitter myself, I could tell when someone was spewing it to me, and in this case I knew Tanya was trying to inflate my ego a bit to get me to back off. First off, it wasn't going to work, and second, my ego's too damn big to make any bigger. I know I'm awesome.

Think you can? You'll have to do better then that, Tanya. Still having no idea about the control I was wielding. In fact, maybe you should model part of the outfit for me right now...

I wanted her to dread what was coming next, to eagerly anticipate what I was going to ask her to do, so I was silent on my end for a few minutes, just killing time on my PC.

Strip down to your bra and put on the plaid skirt for me. Now. After a few moments - presumably when she'd be obeying me - I continued. You have thirty seconds to send me a selfie of you in your underwear and skirt, or I'll punish you tomorrow for disobeying me.

Okay, if *that* didn't snap her out of it then I'd really have to find out what was going on.

Tanya couldn't see me, but I still nodded in approval at the first shot; her big tits barely contained by the lacy bra, bare stomach, and short plaid skirt that would look great on her tomorrow at school, getting all of the guys hard (and me right now, were I to be honest) thinking about her as the typical catholic schoolgirl. But it was the second one that really showed off her 'assets', her body barely covered in her flimsy underwear, her panties showing off practically everything as she'd clearly had to rush it on.

Nice photos. You should always dress like that, sexy.

It was a shame it took a full minute to get to me. Must have been the wireless provider or something, but I wasn't about to give her an excuse as I pressed on with my message. But it wasn't in time, Tanya, so make sure you put the outfit on and meet me near the coffee shop. I know somewhere we can go for a little privacy so I can teach you a lesson.

The lesson I wanted to teach her was more then that, of course, but we had to take it slow.

It's what you get for being a bad girl.

********

I was waiting near the coffee shop the next morning, dressed in blue jeans and a black collared shirt, leaning idly against the wall. There was a little jaunt off of the main pathway to a grove of trees where there was some privacy. Often, high schoolers would go there to make out, although I had something else in mind for poor Tanya.

It's what every guy wanted to do to a sexy schoolgirl, and I eagerly waited for her to show up.

I wanted to take advantage of every opportunity to ogle the busty, sexy high school brunette as I greeted her. "Good morning, Tanya." I smirked, giving her an obvious once over as I brushed her rear with my hand. "I like your shoes - look forward to seeing you with higher heels and shorter skirts eventually." It seemed like I could get her to do anything, and even as I enjoyed her 'punishment', I knew I wanted to get some information as well. Why was she being so agreeable to every little thing I was suggesting?

More to the point - how much farther could I go?

We got to the little detour and the grove, with the traffic of people going to and fro still nearby and visible through the thicket of trees. "This is good." I said to her. "Stop here so I can get a look at you." Turning her towards me, I put my hands on her thighs, teasing the hem of her skirt towards her waist as I grinned at her before I let it drop comfortably back down, my fingers meeting at her navel, near one of her buttons.

"Looks like this blouse is a little tight on you...I like that."

My fingers traced the buttons eagerly, moving up her stomach towards her tits, towards the ample 'V' of her tits and collarbone revealed by her tight shirt. Looking her right in the eye, I tilted my head slightly. "One of these looks pretty tight....let's take care of it." I flicked the button open, revealing even more cleavage to my eager eyes.

"Let's leave it that way." I nodded towards a nearby bench. "Walk towards the bench, lean towards it and grab it." The pose would present her skirt clad rear towards me, and I watched her obey me, her body hunched over and her ass ready to get hit. "You didn't obey me, Tanya, and now you're going to get punished like a bad girl."

A beat passed as I walked towards her, cracking my knuckles

"And you're also going to answer a few questions for me..."

The end of my statement was accompanied by my hand hitting her rear.

"..while I spank you."