There she was, standing in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. The pantyhose she wore clung tightly to her milky-white thighs, revealing every curve and contour of her body. She adjusted the garters strapped around her hips and then meticulously smoothed out any wrinkles in the hose before stepping into her high heels.
With a satisfied smile, she turned to face the person watching her from across the room. His eyes were glued to her every movement as she slowly sauntered towards him. She knew she was putting on quite a show, yet she couldn't resist the feeling of power and control that came with it.
Reaching him, she stopped and leaned against the wall, her breasts pressed against it ever so slightly. She gazed at him with a sultry expression, her hands resting on her hips. "What do you think?" she purred softly.
He couldn't find the words. All he could do was stare, his mind racing with thoughts of what she was offering. She felt his gaze on her and took a deep breath, her chest rising visibly beneath the sheer fabric of her pantyhose.
Slowly, she reached down and began to unzip his pants, her eyes never leaving his. As his hard cock sprang free, she licked her lips in anticipation. "Are you ready?" she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed his cock and guided it towards her bulging pantyhose-clad crotch. She felt his warmth pressed against her as he began to pant in anticipation. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling him fill her up as she gasped in pleasure.
Riding him, she looked down at their joined bodies and smiled devilishly. "You like that?" she asked, arching her back and grinding her hips against him. Her pantyhose was stretched tautly around his shaft, making every inch of his cock feel bigger than it already was. She moaned softly as they moved together, her body wracked with pleasure.
As they neared their climax, she sat up straight, wrapping her arms around him and holding on tight as if her life depended on it. With one last deep thrust, they both cried out in unison, their bodies shaking with the force of their orgasms.
Collapsing onto the floor together, they lay there panting heavily. It was over, but the memory of what they had just experienced would stay with them forever. She gently disentangled herself from him and stood up, straddling his lap once more. Looking down at him with a sultry smile, she whispered, "You're welcome."
