We supped and talked then started fucking. She on top first, me on bottom. We fucked hard and moaned loudly, for she wore the silky pantyhose which she'd worn the whole day. They were from Victoria's Secret and in our passion I'd managed to rip a hole big enough for my cock. She loved it and called me naughty. I said, yes, that's me all right.

Foreplay had been quick. We'd come in the door and had a few drinks. We both felt good and what she did was ask for a foot rub. She'd been wearing black high heels, the same shoes she wore to work, and what I did was slip one shoe off and took hold of that foot and moved it onto my lap.

She felt embarrassed. She apologized for her feet in my face. She asked if she might take a shower, change her clothes.

No, I said. And then I began rubbing her feet. They were still warm and soft and vaguely sweaty from the day's work. I liked that and told her and told her to close her eyes. When she did that I brought her foot to my lips and kissed her toe. I licked the toe playfully and then kissed the top of her foot. She had small feet, beautifully high arches. I licked that toe and then began licking the top of her foot. I ran my tongue across it quickly and got her foot wet and then pressed the toeseam, which ran neatly across the bottoms of her toes, agaist my lips. I kissed the toeseam and then knelt before her and spread her legs wide. I slipped the other shoe off her foot and then with my finger felt the inside of her shoe and like her feet it was warm and smelled like worn leather and smelled of her feet and I liked that.

Yes baby, she said. Her eyes were closed and she lifted her skirt up above her thighs and I saw the pantyhose were sheer and smooth and that she wore no panties.

You're a bad girl, I said. Licking the inside of her thighs, then her pussy. I licked and licked at her pussy through the pantyhose until it was wet and what I smelled was here and I said I liked that smell.

It was then she stood and when she did I took hold of her hips and pulled her close so that what I saw was the dark pussy hair poking through the nylon weave. She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and then the second and then the third button. And while I licked her pussy she began to slip the blouse slowly from her shoulders.

While I licked I ran my fingers around her ass and down the back of her legs to her heels. She had smooth heels, smooth as her soles, and they too were warm and vaguely moist from the day's work. And I liked that and told her so.

Now we fucked and she straddled me and I held onto her ass and took hold of her titties with my lips and tongued her nipples. I ran my hands to her hips and then over her thighs and then back around her ass and pushed hard and pulled her hard. She threw her head back and said yes, yes, fuck me. Hard, she said. Hard, she said and gritted and screamed out once.

I pulled her down and thrust my thick cock up hard and could feel it going deep inside where it was warm and wet and where I wanted fuck her hard.

I'm gonna fuck you, I said.

Fuck me, she cried.

We fucked.

I slipped out then and told her to get down on all fours. She wore nothing now the suntanned sheer stockings which were wet and streaked. She lay down on her stomach and then lifted her ass high and when she did that I moved behind her. I took hold of that ass and with my tongue began licking it. I licked her ass and fingered her wet pussy through the nylon and she said, finger me. Finger me, she said, and I did, and then she did the same. She slid her one finger in and then out and then put it to her lips and took it all the way in. And then she slid her little finger in and did the same.

I took hold of her ass and took my cock in my hands and slid it inside where the pantyhose were ripped.

You like my pantyhose, she said, out of breath. And when I slid inside she cried out.

I want you on your knees in pantyhose, I said. I thrust deep and then moved out and then moved deep and as I moved I watched her ass, her pantyhose covered ass, and the topseam which ran around the flesh above her hips. When I saw that topseam and the way the nylon looked in the dim light I felt my cock grow big and hard and I fucked harder and harder until she said something that I didn't understand. She stopped fingering herself and braced herself with her hands and was saying, yes, yes, you like me in pantyhose.

Say it, I said.

Fuck me in pantyhose, she said. Fuck me in pantyhose.

And then she started saying it over and over and I heard the bedsprings squeak and the headboard squeak and she was bracing herself but bracing not hard enough for I was thrusting violently. Careful to stay in, stay deep, careful to not move so fast so that all this would end too soon. When I slowed she started begging for a hard fucking and when I fucked hard. I thought about her feet, the way her beautiful feet looked in her high heels and the way her little toes tasted and the way the toeseam of her pantyhose felt across my lips and my cheek and against my tongue. I thought of the way her fingers gripped my cock and the way her lips felt against mine and the way she walked in her high heels, careful and confident and sexy. I fucked her hard and furious and she'd given up bracing herself and simply lay with her ass up, head buried in the pillows, panting, breathing out, moaning. Fuck me, she panted. Fuck me she said fuck me yes.

In the morning she dressed in front me. I watched her take her pantyhose and first slide them over one foot and then the other foot and then up her long legs.

In a black lace bra and black sheer hose, she knelt before me. She took my thick cock in her hands and first tongued the tip and then slowly inched the cock into her mouth. She held it inside her mouth and ran her hands over my legs and then my balls and then, as she slid my cock out, over my cock, which now bulged thick and wet.

I like that, I said. I like that.

And then she stood and turned so that her pantyhose covered ass was in my face and with one hand I stroked her ass and her hips and with my other hand stroked my thick cock.

Play with yourself, she told me. She watched me over she shoulder.

Yes, I said. Yes.

She moved her ass close to my face so that it was in my face and my tongue was against her crack. The nylon was smooth and sheer and she smelled wonderful. She knelt again and then took my cock and began stroking it, slowly at first, not kissing it, just watching it.

I'll keep doing this if you promise to be a naughty boy, tonight.

Yes, I said.

She held the cock between her fingers and palm and did not move for what seemed like a long moment.

Tell me, she said and then bent to kiss my cock but didn't. What will a naughty boy do?

Fuck you, I said.

She let go of my cock. She stood.

More than that, she said. She stood before me with no panties and the black sheer pantyhose glimmering in the dim morning light. She reached around and undid her bra and let if fall and then looked down at one nipple and then the other and then smiled at me.

Go ahead, she said. Fuck me and what else?

What else, I said. My cock beat with my heart.

Tie you up.

She played with one hard nipple and watched me.

Tie you up and make you beg, I said.

For a long time, she said. You have to be naughty. You have to fuck me but not let me fuck you.

Yes, I said. I promise.

Get down on your knees, she said.

I did.

She turned around again and thrust her ass in my face. She said: Play with yourself. Make yourself come.

And I began kissed her smooth ass, playing with myself.

Faster, she said. She bent down further and watched me from between her legs. That's it, she said. That's it.

I beat myself hard and then came and when I did she turned around against and then took my tender cock in her mouth and licked off my cum. She licked my balls and my cock and stomach and then said: What else? Is there anything else I can lick? But before I could answer she stood again and went into the bathroom and dressed for work.

When I dropped her off she leaned in and kissed me and with her hand pressed my cock. She pressed it lightly and bit my ear and then kissed my cheek. Fuck me hard, baby. Be naughty tonight.

And then she lifted her skirt up briefly and I saw the outline of her pussy and her thighs which looked smooth and sleek wrapped in the nylons. She smoothed the skirt down, took her briefcase, and got out of the car.

And as I drove away I watched in the rearview and she walked up the stonewalk to the building.