Ellens job is very demanding and wearing womanly attire underneath a figure hugging pencil skirt makes her feel in control.
She closes her eyes and concentrates on the thin soft material smothering her thighs. The rim of the stocking top is sinking into her silky skin and the netty material is shimmering in the evening light fom the dim street lamp outside of her appartment window. The fragrance coming from the Ladies fine feminine wear smells new and percieves a stimulating scent that cause richochets of physcodelic sensations ribboning through her wanting and needing body.
Completely relaxed ellen traces her right hand over her volumptious breasts and past her toned midrift towards her pink pulsating mound. Juices are spooling onto the sheets beneath her as she slides her neatly manicured fingers under the flimsy garment and makes contact with the inside of her warm thigh. Adjusting her curvy hips ellen prepares to enter a mind state she has been fantasising about all afternoon.....................
To be continued!

