Nothing is sexier than a nice pair of garters and silky stockings. You’ll see just such a thing on Stocking Foxes. You’ll see how effective the right attire can be on the following story of a lady who seduces a successful business man…

I walked into a classy bar that night, clad in a tight skirt, stockings and garter belt. I left my panties at home, and left my shirt unbuttoned, showing the barest hint of cleavage. I wasn’t as scantily clad as some of the women there, but I didn’t need to be.

I sat down and caught the eye of a middle-aged man.

He was wealthy, gorgeous and refined.

As my skirt rode up my thighs, his eyes narrowed on the lacy tops of my stockings. My skirt had a slit just high enough to reveal the garters beneath. I slid one hand up my leg, and over my lap and chest, as though smoothing my clothes.

His gaze followed the move, as I’d intended.

I took a slow breath, his scrutiny arousing me beyond belief.

I smiled and uncrossed my legs.

My pussy was smooth and now glistening with my arousal. His nostrils flared as he took it in. I don’t know if it was the power of a few strips of lace and silk, or if it was the intensity of the man, but I knew, I had to have him.

I finished my drink, keeping my thighs wide the whole time. And then I stood and turned, knowing my stiletto heels made my ass seem all the rounder. I winked at him over my shoulder, my smile smug and all knowing.

He joined me in the bathroom, forcing my hands against the wall. My skirt was yanked above my hips, and the cheeks of my ass caressed. I yelped at the first slap and moaned as he struck the other cheek.

My juices flowed down my legs and into my stockings as he thrust his cock in my pussy.

I came hard, appreciating the power of black lace.