Hermione was late for work again. Her boss had warned her several times that she needed to start showing up on time if she wanted to keep her job. Today, however, Hermione had a good reason for being late – she had spent the morning teasing herself with some new black nylons she had bought earlier that week. She arrived at work, feeling flustered but also incredibly turned on by the memory of how they hugged her curves. Her boss looked up from his desk when he heard her come in and immediately noticed how disheveled she appeared. “Hermione,” he said sternly, “you’re late again.” He paused for a moment before adding in a low voice, “and you look… distracted.”
Hermione felt her face redden with embarrassment but couldn’t help but smile slightly at his observation. She cleared her throat before responding. “I apologize for being late, sir,” she said quietly. “As for my appearance… well, I admit that something has been on my mind recently.”
Her boss raised an eyebrow curiously and leaned back in his chair, inviting her to continue. Taking a deep breath, Hermione decided to confide in him about what had been consuming her thoughts all morning long. She told him about the new pair of nylons she had purchased and how much she enjoyed teasing herself with them earlier that day. To her surprise, instead of scolding her or dismissing her confession outright, her boss seemed genuinely intrigued. “Tell you what,” he said after thinking for a moment, “why don’t we make a deal? If you show up early tomorrow morning, wearing those nylons under your clothes, I promise I won’t say anything about today’s incident.”
Hermione couldn’t believe her ears – her normally strict and businesslike boss was offering her a chance to indulge in her fantasies while still maintaining some semblance of professionalism! Without hesitation, she agreed to his proposal. The next morning, Hermione arrived at work ten minutes early and made sure to wear the nylons under her clothes as promised. When her boss saw her enter the office, he immediately noticed the subtle hint of her black nylons beneath her skirt. His eyes darkened with desire as he glanced at her legs. He called her into his office and closed the door behind her.
“You’re punctual today,” he said, his voice low and seductive. Hermione felt a thrill run through her body as she stood before him. He motioned for her to come closer, and she obeyed without hesitation.
He placed a hand on her hip and pulled her closer, their bodies almost touching. “I have a proposition for you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Hermione’s heart raced as she listened to his words.
He suggested that they take their working relationship to a whole new level – one where professional boundaries were blurred and desires were explored openly. Hermione hesitated for a moment, but the memory of the nylons and the thrill from earlier that day made her decision clear. She agreed to his proposal, and they both knew what this meant. They spent the rest of the morning exploring each other’s desires, their hands roaming freely over each other’s bodies. Hermione’s mind was consumed by thoughts of pleasure as she felt his touch on her skin. They moved to his office chair, where he pushed her down and lifted her skirt, revealing the black nylons that had started it all. His fingers danced along her thighs, inching closer to her core. Hermione moaned softly as his touch grew more insistent. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as his hand slid between her legs, exploring every inch of her wetness. Their clothes soon lay discarded on the floor, their passion consuming them completely.
Hermione’s world became a whirlwind of pleasure as he took her, claiming her body with rough yet tender love. His words were filthy and explicit, driving her wild with desire. She lost herself in the moment, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations that coursed through her veins.
When he finally ejaculated inside her, filling her with his sperm, Hermione cried out in ecstasy, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. They collapsed together on the chair, their breathing ragged and heavy. Hermione knew that this would not be the last time they indulged in such forbidden pleasures, and she couldn’t wait for what came next.