The office was buzzing, everyone made an appearance and by the looks of things the drinking was well underway. I decided to take a seat in a quiet corner so that I could observe the wild animals taking over the boss’s desk. I crossed my legs over one another so that my feet intertwined, the stockings providing the soft comfort from the rub of my skin. The stockings were red, very fine and detailed with light glitter, perfect for the occasion. I glanced at the red shimmering material staring back at me; it was so soft and felt surreal. The stockings clung to my legs like massage oil, sexy and sleek. The suspender clasps gripping tightly to hold them in place, God forbid they should slip down and I loose that sensuous feeling my special stockings gave me. read this stocking story and all my other stocking stories visit sabrinas stockings here

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