Mrs Robinson Presents

What am I laughing at? It could be anything! The joke you just told me, the funniest cat video ever, the foot job you're giving me that really tickles, or that ridiculously tiny penis I'm seeing... I can barely control my laughter... LOL LMAO ROTFL ETC :)

You love to sit on the floor, raptly watching me stroking my legs and tapping my toes. My legs stay together uncrossed the whole time, silently waiting to be called in to the meeting, every now and then tapping my toes with my pointy toed high heels. Maybe you'd like to stroke them for me? Mmmm...

You love the sound of zippers, don't you? Listen to me talking seductively to you while I play with the soft puffy down and run the zippers fast in my favorite down vest and long down coat. Mmmm...

I lost my earring, so crawling around the floor looking for it. There's no one in the room with me, so I'm not talking, but see that there's a mirror leaning against the wall and decide to check myself out with different poses and angles.

Showing my ears close up from all different angles without talking or other distractions. Mmmm...

Sitting in the waiting room, I grow impatient and begin tapping my pointy toe high heels hard on the floor. Legs togeher with both feet on the floor, dangling my heels at times, changing positions to cross and uncross my legs. I balance back on the heel and slam the toe down hard, more and more frustrated with the wait. No other distractions, just enjoying the no panties peek up my skirt and listening to the delicious echo with each hard toe slamming down on the tiled floor.

Sitting in the waiting room, I amuse myself by crossing and uncrossing my legs, then stretching them out in front of me, using my strong calves to make the muscles dance and bounce. No talking or other distractions, just enjoy peeking up my skirt with no panties and listen to my high heels scrape across the floor while changing positions.

I'm sitting in a chair with my legs together waiting for my meeting to start. Every now and then I tap my toes and stroke my legs, changing sides by crossing and uncrossing them. My skirt keeps hiking up for peeks at no panties. No talking or other distractions, just you sitting on the floor mesmerized, wanting to stroke them for me.

With weather getting cooler, it's time to break out the cozy footwear. Here I'm showing off my two favorites. from different angles and poses, sitting and laying on the bed. The first is a pair of REI suede with sherpa lining, the second a yummy pair of down slippers that unsnap to ankle length. They're like walking on soft puffy clouds!

I'm usually either in my black Ryka sneakers worn with black ankle socks or white canvas Keds with no socks. Here I'm trying on both and showing them through different angles sitting and laying on the bed.

Burping and belching do not come easy for me, so this took a lot of preparation. Long and short, drawn out and staccato, burps and belches come in all sizes.

Listen to the delicious sounds of fast zippering, over and over. First a long black suit garment bag, then an even longer pink wedding gown garment bag, and finally a large black cosmetic case. The zippers all make decidedly different music...

I walk in and sit down in the waiting room for what I hope will be a short wait. Bare legs, no stockings, high heels, and short skirt. I pick up a magazine to make the time go quickly, but start tapping my toes, crossing and uncrossing my legs and jiggling my calves with impatience. I start to amuse myself, toying with the men who can't take their eyes off my legs, as each minute goes by. Finally, they call my name and I get up and leave the room to my interview.

Mmm... watch me lick my lips in anticipation of your kiss. Showing you my mouth, letting you explore my long wet tongue, teeth, and nose too.

You see, Mr. Johnson, I could really use a raise and was thinking perhaps there might be a few extra duties I could add to my job description...

I have a huge collection of wigs to play with and see them as another accessory like jewelry. I'm very low maintenence and like the natural look, but I love the idea of being able to change my style so easily to suit any occasion or mood if I want. Here I'm changing into several diffeent lengths and shades.

I usually work out at the gym, and sometimes throw in a few reps at home. Here I'm in my yoga pants and tank top working the upper arms with hand weights. Watch my biceps and triceps flex as I change positions and movements, standing and using the chair.

Wearing a white ribbed cotton tank top and no bra, I start to slowly pour water from my glass over my breasts. As the cool air hits the soaking wet material, my nipples get harder and poke through the shirt.

I'm in my stepdaughter's room and find lots of panties - both mine that she takes from my nightstand and hers. Soft silk, lace, bikini and thong styles. From the aromas and feel of them, they've obviously been worn in all kinds ways...

Here I'm crossing and uncrossing my long and strong legs dressed for the office in my black pointy toed high heels. No talking or other distractions, just sitting in my secretary chair, swiveling and turning, enjoying the rubbing of my bare legs.