Currently I’m imagining you sitting at your desk, your work colleagues blissfully unaware at what you’re reading and how it’s starting to affect you. I see you pushing your seat forward so that your legs are fully under your desk, your skirt has ridden up and is showing the darker tops of your stockings, very black and very very soft and sheer. You part your knees and enjoy the slight breeze that gently cools your now exposed thighs, Your tiny transparent panties have already dampened and they have tucked themselves between the lips of your slippery hot pussy.
With one finger on the mouse scrolling down the page eagerly your other hand has dropped into your lap and runs very gently and slowly up the inside of your thighs , you know how hot things are down there but not quite how wet and slippery, you rub yourself very gently through your panties enjoying the sensation of the material rubbing your clitoris. You can also feel your nipples stiffening rapidly and chaffing against your bra and blouse, Your bra is also transparent which is fine when your nipples aren’t hard but the darker outline is clearly visible now that they push against the material and point severely and accusingly at anyone who might look. You can’t contain your self too much longer and, with the hand on the desk take the opportunity to brush your nipples through your blouse, which makes you shudder slightly, your other hand has now worked it’s way inside your tiny panties , really no more than a string and is working gently into your slit, using the secretion to slip and and slide over and round your clit. I’m telling you how it would feel for me to be under your desk right now , so you imagine my tongue flicking you, your fingers continue to rub teasing as you’d like my tongue to, you can hear the slurpy sound as you pleasure yourself and are very conscious that others might be able to hear, glancing round adds to your frisson as you notice the maintenance man watching you or has he just glanced in your direction. You smile and bow your head again pretending to be working. You’re really working your clitoris now and find it hard to stifle a little moan as you feel your orgasm starting to rise.  No one else has heard. You allow the flood of relief to overwhelm you and feel a little of your juice escape onto your chair, you clamp your thighs together and withdraw your fingers, they’re glistening with your juice and you can’t help yourself from tasting it. Watch the full length movie at Sabrinas Stockings

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