Hot lust. Laetitia Guivarché
Языкознание.
Hot lust
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isbn 9783750236073
Автор произведения Laetitia Guivarché
Жанр Языкознание
Издательство Bookwire
Everything happens in spring, I am married and have two children, Heike the object of my erotic thoughts is also married and also has two children. Our children are friends and the two women are also very, very good friends. She is a little younger than my wife, has dark shoulder-length hair dress size 38/40 and looks like a dear mum and wife.
But one thing fascinated me about her, when she came to us or we or I met her I looked at her from top to bottom without anyone noticing anything. I was very much aware that she always wore nylons under her shoes. The thought of her and the question is it a pantyhose, or are they stockings, or is she maybe even wearing suspenders under her skirt, or under her pants, occupied me very often and since I totally like it when a woman wraps her legs in nylons, I imagine one or the other adventure with her.
Once I came home after work, the two women sat in the living room with a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, the kids played in their rooms. I said hello and went into the kitchen and got myself a cup of coffee as well and sat down with the two women. I sat down opposite Heike and the three of us talked about this and that. Of course I enjoyed the sight of Heike, she was wearing a patterned blouse, a wide dark brown skirt that ended just below her knee. She crossed her legs and bounced her foot a little. Her legs were wrapped in skin-coloured silky shiny nylons, in addition she wore dark brown pumps with a not so high heel, about four, five centimetres. It just looked very tasteful, but again my thoughts went crazy. I imagined myself in front of her knees, her legs next to each other and slowly stroking with my hands over the delicate fabric of the nylons from the ankles upwards.
But one thing fascinated me about her, when she came to us or we or I met her I looked at her from top to bottom without anyone noticing anything. I was very much aware that she always wore nylons under her shoes. The thought of her and the question is it a pantyhose, or are they stockings, or is she maybe even wearing suspenders under her skirt, or under her pants, occupied me very often and since I totally like it when a woman wraps her legs in nylons, I imagine one or the other adventure with her.
Once I came home after work, the two women sat in the living room with a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, the kids played in their rooms. I said hello and went into the kitchen and got myself a cup of coffee as well and sat down with the two women. I sat down opposite Heike and the three of us talked about this and that. Of course I enjoyed the sight of Heike, she was wearing a patterned blouse, a wide dark brown skirt that ended just below her knee. She crossed her legs and bounced her foot a little. Her legs were wrapped in skin-coloured silky shiny nylons, in addition she wore dark brown pumps with a not so high heel, about four, five centimetres. It just looked very tasteful, but again my thoughts went crazy. I imagined myself in front of her knees, her legs next to each other and slowly stroking with my hands over the delicate fabric of the nylons from the ankles upwards.