Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep6

On Wednesday, I again wore a pair of thigh highs, this time white, again something new, as black was my go to colour, with suntan my second choice. At home I also had a pair of red thigh highs I'd bought with a sexy red lingerie outfit for a Valentine's Day surprise, but that was five years ago.

I was sitting on top of my desk reading the newspaper, legs crossed just enough to showcase that I wasn't wearing pantyhose but rather thigh highs, when Jake came in.

He asked, "Miss me yesterday?"

"Immensely," I responded, in a sarcastic tone. "I had no one to comment on my attire."

"Well, I do like the white; it says something different from the black or beige you usually wear," he said, noticing my thigh highs. I considered that if anyone asked Emery what I normally wore, he would be hard pressed to answer. "They're actually suntan or mocha," I corrected, before teasing, "I thought you knew your hosiery."

He laughed, as he glanced to my legs, "I'm a man. I only know a few basics, but I can sure tell when a woman with nice legs is wearing thigh highs."

"I like to mix it up," I shrugged, dangling my shoe from the tip of my toes.

"I'm beginning to think you're wearing them for me," he said, as my shoe dropped to the floor.

"Aren't you full of yourself?" I teased playfully, as he reached down and retrieved my heel.

"I'm confident with what The Lord gifted me," he said, "and comfortable with what He didn't." As he put my shoe back on, his left hand slyly caressed my nylon clad ankle.

"And what were you blessed with?" I asked, feeling like Cinderella as he put my shoe back on, although I was definitely wondering whether something else would fit me perfectly. "Sheer nylons, nice," he approved, ignoring my pointed question, as he stood back up.

"I only wear the best," I bragged.

"You should always have only the best," he responded, his implication obvious.

"I couldn't agree more," I nodded, glancing at the bulge in his crotch.

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to take the metaphor and make it real... thankfully the children who came into the room stopped my naughty thoughts...

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reply all my kids had returned from recess, halting our conversation. I hinted at how hungry I was for

took my leisurely time chewing and swallowing, I smacked my lips audibly

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