Serving at her Sir’s pleasure…
“No. I like them.”
The well dressed leg.
She had watched his eyes following her legs, Looking at her feet in heels. The way his expression took on a pained look whenever she would “casually”, teasingly dangle a sandal or pump from her toes in his view. She noted the way he seemed to gasp at seeing her in that short sundress with seamed stockings!!! Now, the blush on his face and sudden stammer in his voice as she placed her feet on his desk, assuring him that she was wearing full fashion seamed stockings, provided the final confirmation of his “hidden” needs. The look on his face made her burst into laughter. Oh YES, she knew exactly how to negotiate with him!!!!
She doesn’t yet know, however, how quickly he will turn that laughter into pain…
Blue nylons. Yes.