I walked into his office wearing the shortest skirt I could get away with at work. The shirt I was wearing left little to the imagination, tight in all the right places, showing just enough of my tits to make him lose his concentration when I spoke to him. And of course, the stockings, jet black, seam up the back. I had worn them a couple of times before and noticed how he would stare at my legs. As I walked in he looked up at me, I went around the back of his chair, leaning over him so he could see my full breasts almost bursting out of my shirt. After a little bit of awkward chit chat, I finally was honest with him and told him that I have had a crush on him for a long time, and if he was willing I would like to show him just how much I was into him. I sat up on his desk, crossing and un-crossing my legs so he could see just how luscious they looked in my silken stockings. I teased him for a bit with my legs, then when we both couldn’t take it any more I spread my pretty legs wide and pulled him into my soft, wet, warm pussy.
I think I should get a raise! lol.
The one and only,
~M.M.~
