This was a close contender in a poll a little while back, and a scene I've always wanted to illustrate. You can read the whole chapter here:
https://www.deviantart.com/gao23/art/Jinxed-Part-3-Work-409316581
But here is the relevant tidbit:
'Tasha hid at the far end of the bar and caught her breath. Her loosened corset was no longer supporting her stockings, which were becoming crooked and twisted.. Something Estelle had just noticed.
Estelle HATED Tasha. Nothing personal, but Estelle simply could not abide another woman being so young and attractive in her presence.. Add to that the fact that the 3 months Tasha has worked her, her stockings have always been impeccable, along with the rest of her entire. Which means that Estelle has never had an excuse to yank her skirt up and humiliate her in front of a crowded restaurant. This fact was also lamented by many of the regulars. But today, that all changed.
The poor girl was a mess today. Distracted, disheveled, distraught, and her stockings. Tsk tsk tsk. Estelle moved in like a lioness going for the kill. In a motion she had committed a thousand times, Estelle snatched the hemline of Tasha’s skirt, and yanked it clear to her waste, baring her black satin panties to the entire restaurant.
Tasha screamed!
Many of the patrons roared and cheered, realizing what a momentous occasion this was.
“Miss Tasha, this is NOT how we present ourselves here at Munich!”
“Okay! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Tasha pulled down furiously at her skirt, trying at the very least to cover her crotch, which was calling for her attention more than ever.
Estelle definitely exposed the young beauty longer that should would any of the other waitresses, but when she tried to relent, she found her sleeve was stuck! The buttons on the cuff of her blouse had become snagged on the undone hooks of Tasha’s corset! Tasha struggled to escape from Estelle, tugging at her blouse.
“Stop fidgeting! My blouse is caught!” Another wave of cheers from the restaurant. This was getting even better.
“Get it out! Let go!” Tasha was flushed red. It took all her strength to keep the front of her skirt over her panties, let alone her bare thighs. Estelle jerked her backwards like a naughty dog on a leash.
“Stop it! Let me get uncaught.” Estelle snaked her free hand up the young girl’s skirt, but Tasha could not sit still. As if answering the silent prayers of a dozen patrons, Estelle’s other cuff became bound to Tasha’s failing corset, her hands pressed against the girl’s pantied ass.
“Goddamit! Stop wiggling around!” Estelle snapped. “This blouse costs more than you earn in a week!” With bother her sleeves caught, Estelle couldn’t reach the offending hooks to free herself.
Tasha fell across a bar stool, her ass pointed in the air. The pair of them officially had the undivided attention of the entire restaurant. The customers were on their feet. The kitchen staff had come out to watch. Splayed doggy-style across the stool, Tasha covered her reddening face with her hands.
Estelle was growing flustered herself. The struggle had pulled her expensive blouse free from her skirt, exposing the pale flesh of her trim tummy. In her frustration, Estelle began tugging hard at the corset.
“Stop it! Stop it!! You’re pulling me… out of my… my…!” Tasha's unbridled arousal was making it hard for her to catch her breath.'
Scratch one more off my bucket list!
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