Wearing Sexy Stockings Can Lead to Wonderful Surprises

As long as I can remember I have loved wearing sexy lingerie. I felt that being able to wear sexy lacy items was part of my right as a sexy woman. I especially love stockings and garter belts. Although I wear pantyhose at times, I prefer stockings. My favorite brand is Wolford but I wear others. I love the feel of wearing them and the looks I get from men and some women. I love the stares I get when someone sees the garter bumps in my skirts or a little bit of stocking top. It works especially well as I usually wear heels at least four inches in height. I knew showing off my sexy legs helped me attract the men but I did not think it would lead to my first girl on girl experience. When I first graduated from college I took a job in an office attached to a warehouse. Although the business was shipping, the office area was very neat and clean. The office workers dressed professionally and I was excited to see the ladies dressed in nice pencil skirts above the knee and tops that showed some cleavage. It Ataşehir Escort was a little surprising considering the office was in a conservative state. This gave me a chance to work on my accounting experience and show off my sexy legs and stimulating hosiery. I usually wore knee-length, or shorter, skirts and a blouse with a low top button. I always had on hosiery, usually stockings. I prefer sheer tan colors as they make my legs very shimmery. I will also wear off black or different shades of brown. Although I love more erotic hosiery such as fishnet and full fashioned with seams, and have an extensive collection of them, I saved those for after work hours. I had been working there about six months, and one Friday I returned from lunch and noticed a letter on my desk with my name on it. The letter was anonymous, but it said it was from another lady in the office. She had noticed how I dressed in sexy stockings and thought my legs were some of the hottest she Ataşehir Escort Bayan had ever seen. She said that she was a lesbian but kept it quiet due to the stigma she would receive. (This was in the ’80s in a rural state.) She said she was very interested in having a relationship with me and wondered if I would consider having sex with another woman. I had thought and fantasized about other women before, but I had never taken it any further. The letter went on to say that what I wore for stockings on Monday would be my answer to her. If I was not interested, I was to wear my regular tan stockings. If I wanted to meet her and possibly make love, then she wanted me to wear black stockings, fully fashioned with a seam down the back of the leg. This letter sent a wave of thoughts running through my head. I was not in a relationship at the time. Although I wanted to be with another woman, I was afraid of possible consequences. I tried to think who it was in Escort Ataşehir my office. I had never noticed any woman looking at me lustfully. I did not fully decide until Monday morning, when I found myself dressing in a pair of very sexy black stockings with a seam. I went to work that day and planned to see who was paying particular attention to me. Obviously, because of the erotic stockings I wore, everyone noticed. I even got called into my boss’s office and was told to tone down my dressing. I then waited for a response from my mystery admirer. I waited all week and nothing happened. I started to think it was a joke someone played on me. When Friday came, I arrived at my desk to find another note. The letter said that she was very happy I was interested in meeting her. She asked if I would meet her in the storage room at lunch time. For four hours, I waited in anticipation. My heart was leaping every minute. Would I be attracted to her? Would I actually go through with having sex with a woman? I got no work done all morning, and my panties were dripping wet. Lunch time came, and almost everyone left the office. I entered the storage room, my heart feeling like it would burst through my chest. It was a little dark, like some of the lights were not working. When I went in, I did not see anyone there.