She knew she was the ultimate tease. She loved it though. The attention she got through it and the fun that came with it. She knew that when she walked into the room tonight people would turn and look at her. It would give her a deep thrill inside of her knowing that men would look at her. That they would be lusting over her. And that she would be in full control over who she would get involved with and what was going to happen.
He saw her walk in the room, it wasn't hard to notice her, striding in confidently in her heels. Her painted red smile smiling at a few people she knew as she breezed past them to the bar. Her bright red vintage style pin up dress matching her lipstick. Her eye make up subtle yet striking with her full long lashes and her long 1940s style blonde locks cascading over her shoulders. He sipped his drink noticing how confident she was in her 5 inch black heels.
What he didn't see was her expensive finest lingerie under the striking dress. As she strolled around confidently she could feel how silky her legs felt in the tan seamed stockings she wore. Every step forward she took she could feel the six straps of the suspender belt she wore against her thigh. Even more she could feel the matching silk black lace knickers against her damp freshly shaven pussy. She knew men would look up at her as she circulated around the room. Many of them trying to eye up the seams of her stockings.
She spoke to a couple she knew. The poor guy didn't know where to look when she was talking to his wife. The red dress perfectly cut to show off her cleavage in a classy way. His eyes trying not to gaze at the cleavage. She moved on talking to someone else, she was a force of nature in the room.
After a while she worked her way back to the bar, he was still there nursing another drink after making small talk to various people he really didn't want to but needed to be polite too. He had glanced at her once or twice but had not thought about speaking to her.
She came right up to the bar next to him, ordering a drink she leaned over a little with one leg slightly in the air, the tip of her shoe just making contact with the floor. He couldn't help but look at her legs but lingered just a moment too long for her to catch him looking.
"Oh are my seams straight?" She asked taking him by suprise.
"I'm sorry?" He replied suprised.
"I was wondering if my seams were straight? It's so hard to get them straight at times you know and you was looking at them so I thought at least one must be wonky."
"I erm hadn't actually noticed." He said nervously.
She turned her head round and check the back of her legs then looked straight at him. She had made him nervous but looking at him she saw he was well built and well dressed aswell as a nice jaw line which she liked in a man. Deep dark green eyes aswell. He looked a strong man but in seconds she had made him weak and nervous around her.
"They look straight to me but would you mind having a quick look yourself?" She asked as she turned round to face away from him.
"They are perfectly straight." He said regaining his composure and confidence a little. His eyes travelled up the line of the seams to her red dress covering her bum. Her perfectly shaped bum, right in front of him. She knew what she was doing and he knew it aswell but he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't stop looking at her bum as his cock stirred in his trousers.
"Oh and in case you are wondering I am wearing stockings." She teased. "Fully fashioned with black seams and matching band around the top. Held up by a very expensive six strap suspender belt. You're a stockings man aren't you?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"You're a stockings man. Not in the sense of wearing them of course!" She giggled.
"I can admire a lady in them yes." He smiled back at her.
"Oh..I think it's more than admiration." She purred as she leaned in closer to him so no one else would hear. "I think they turn you on don't they!"
"What?!"
"The bulge in your trousers tells me they are turning you on!" She whispered close to his ear.
He blushed bright red and shifted his legs in embarrassment. She giggled again as she took a sip of her drink.
"It's ok I find it exciting that you are so turned on by my legs and stockings."
He was about to say something in reply but she quickly put a finger to his lips to quieter him. He couldn't help but notice how red and perfectly manicured her nails were.
"I like you." She whispered in his ear. "You are handsome, well built, somewhat cute. And you desire me don't you?"
"I erm I think you are attractive." Was all he could reply losing even more control of the situation.
"No you desire me. You are thinking about how I look without my dress on aren't you? You are thinking about what it is like to fuck me aren't you?"
She had emphasised the word fuck. It seemed so shocking coming out of her perfectly painted lipstick mouth.
"Who are you?" He demanded getting a little annoyed at how he was being drawn into her web.
"I'm someone who you can't take your eyes away from!" She giggled.
She fluttered her big eyes up at him. He was lost in them, as if possessed by her.
"Here's what going to happen Mister, I'm going to lean up against this table and you are going to use your big strong fingers to bring me to orgasm. And if you do that successfully I will make you cum all over my stockings. Is that a good deal?"
