Pantyhose Sex Queens

   Mature women always want sex. This is a fact – and I’m getting more and more convinced in it every single day.
   I am working in a small company with austere lady-boss. She is a real dragon. She has regular features, black tie and is always wearing pantyhose.
   I am working here for a very long time, I came to do this work almost 5 years ago, and I learnt my lady-boss thoroughly. Her pantyhose are the reflection of her mood. When she’s wearing black pantyhose - she’s out of sorts, so it’s better to avoid her. If she is wearing light pantyhose, you can ask her to give you a pay-rise or even a promotion.
   Today she came in light pantyhose. The fortune smiled on me because in four hours I was going to have to show her my new project: the work, which I had been developing for almost three months. Sure, I was afraid of her, even though she was wearing light pantyhose. Anyway, I could feel the tension growing in the air when I was entering her office.
   It was the time. The hours passed faster than on other mornings. I took my laptop and entered her room. When I saw her I understood that she was in a good mood, as supposed, but there was something strange in her eyes. May be she had fallen out with her husband, or the creditor called again? Anyway, I had already entered her office, and she knew what I did it for. Ain’t no turning back now. She made profound sigh and said, “Sit down here, and show me what you have for me.”
   It was kinda strange phrase. What did she mean? I sat down, opened my notebook and got it ready for the show. I told her, “I am ready”, and she just made a theatrical gesture that meant “you can begin”. And I began to talk without pauses, as I was supposed to. I didn’t want to answer any of her tricky questions. I knew that she was going to ask me anyway, but I just marked the time. I finished my presentation after forty minutes of non-stop talking, and it was the time for her questions. But she kept silent. I tried to make all the passages from my project a little clearer, but she interrupted my words, “Your project is not ready. I thought you can do it, but I was wrong.”
   I dropped my eyes, I didn’t know what to say. She told something at that moment but I didn’t listen. I looked down on her legs and thought about the light pantyhose. I knew, light pantyhose meant that she was in a cheerful mood. But this is how matters stand, and I must invent something special not to lose my job.
   It all was a total chaos: the ideas came to my head and left me again. I thought about her light pantyhose and about this situation. May be she chose her pantyhose by guess-work, and the color means nothing?
   I caught myself at thinking about her legs. I thought if she is wearing black pantyhose - she wants to attract attention to her legs, but today she was in light pantyhose - it meant she didn’t think about men’s attention at all. In my own humble opinion, light pantyhose suit her better. I like her legs, I like when there’s something to grab. I wanted to touch her legs and my hand reached out for her. When I touched her she jumped from the chair and stood up. What am I doing? She gazed on me with an uncomprehending look. I thought “to be or not to be”, stood up too, approached her, and placed my hand on her big pantyhosed butt. She closed her eyes for a second and I felt that she was getting excited. I fell down – now my head was right under her skirt.

   I am still working in that company and sometimes drilling my lady-boss’s pantyhosed pussy. Now I understand the difference between pantyhose sex and plain sex. My lady-boss taught me. I tell all my friends that there ain’t nothing better than pantyhose sex – simply because it’s the only thing in the world able to take you to the real peak of pleasure.

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