My little Secretary is required to wear nylons around the office. This often ends up with her on her back and restrained,
while I release all my… tension deep up inside her.
My little Secretary is under my thumb. And under me.
I directed her to wear pantyhose in the office today, despite the heat and humidity. In the parking garage, she removed her panties and put on her pantyhose. Then she texted me a photo of her wet panties, on her pantyhosed thigh. (From a work-in-progress by Roger Stafford)