Tits and toes today... I know you love my pretty toes... and who doesn't like to see a peek of tits in the background?! Let's get them oily... yeah, you know what I'm preparing for right? My soft soles and toes all oiled up. Put your cock right there... feel my long slender toes teasing you... teasing your balls... tickling you... as I rub from your tip all the way down your shaft, growing longer and harder by the second... Yeah, let me stroke you....

What do you think you're doing?! Oops, did I catch you being naughty! Let me get this straight. Your girlfriend gets home from the gym after a sweaty workout... goes to the shower... leaves her sneakers out here and has no idea her pervy boyfriend has his nose in them?!.... I saw you and I think she needs to know. Oh, he begs... So you don't want her to know you're into feet, the smellier the better? Well what are you going to do to keep me from telling her?... Let's see what the fuss is all about *smells sneaker, musty and cheesy*.... I guess those do smell pretty good... Well you know I've had a really long day myself and my feet probably stink. In fact, it's been a while since anybody's been near them... I went to the gym too and I've been in those leather shoes and nylons all day... but I didn't have time to shower. No I didn't wash them. Does that turn you on, make you throb, huh?... Hey I like feet too... and I really like having them sniffed and worshiped, especially when they're super sweaty and stinky. It gets me going when I know someone is smelling my foot stink. So I'll make a deal with you. You make my smelly stinky feet your obsession and I won't tell your girlfriend how big a perv you are. Deal? Well.... looks like I have found my guy.

My meaty nipples approve! Proves that sometimes pain IS pleasure!

A true first for me. Fetishy and fun.... all the way to ORGASM!

Sit back, relax. There's nowhere to go, nothing pressing to do. Just relax. I know exactly what you need... Oh that perked you up... Yeah, they're the stockings I've been wearing ALL DAY! Thought you might like them... yes and a fresh pedicure...... You appear to have quite an erection in those pants, honey. Is that what my soft sweaty nylons do to you? Well then.....

Just a short flirty breezy upskirt tease. Seeing my mature bush is guaranteed to put a smile on your face (and firmness elsewhere ?)

Boss, you said you needed to have a word with me? Yes Sir, I'm happy to talk to you about whatever it is you're concerned about... There are rumors about me? I'm not sure I know what you mean... There are rumors around the office? That I'm the office slut? I didn't know I had that, um, title... Well I guess I know why they call me that, Sir. I've been wearing sexy clothes to work... maybe the dresses are getting shorter and tighter... but it's really increased morale... Wait, you approve?! Sorry, I'm startled. I thought I was about to lose my job... Sure, I can wear shorter dresses... and no panties? Ok... Take them off now? I mean, you're the Boss! Sure, I can get those off... So no more panties at work. Got it!....... Yes I know you can see my pussy.... How do I feel? I feel like a slut.... I guess I've earned the title.... New job responsibilities? What are they, I'm sure I can handle them? Oh, I'll be sucking every cock in the office... every day?! Sir, there are ten men working here.... No, it's not a problem at all. You can count on me.... And I'm going to start with yours....?

G is my best friend's husband. I mean, so close he's almost my best friend by association. We've spent countless hours together over the years. Maybe a little flirting and innuendo as it goes with friends but always lighthearted. So the other day after shopping with his wife I walked in on him, um, with his pants down. I should have knocked I guess but I needed the bathroom and I didn't know he was home. Well, needless to say it was awkward for both of us. But... it was also arousing... for both of us. My best friend had confided some of his secrets so I knew he was a sucker for heels and legs. I'd caught him more than once checking out my feet but ignored it. But on this occasion it seemed harmless, since we had the house to ourselves, to talk some of this through... while we both pleasured ourselves. I mean, what's the harm in me touching myself while he touches himself if we don't touch each other? Right? I'll stay on my side and he'll stay on his side and we'll play out an innocent fantasy. Did it cross the line? Maybe, but I figure as long as we keep it our little secret and it never happens again no harm was done!

Would I wear this thong out? I mean, they LOOK like jean shorts...?

You have a rearview seat of me riding one of my favorite powerful pulsing vibes, grinding and swiveling, to a fantastic handsfree orgasm. You'll know the convulsive orgasm in on me when my asshole starts to twitch and contract ?

I have an extra special treat for you today. Silky nylons in black. Do you want to watch me put them on? I know you love that reinforced toe. A nice cotton panel... Very silky. Control top. But I'm not done. Let's do some layering. Some blue stockings over my black pantyhose.... One leg at a time, slow and sensual... Sit back and enjoy the show.

The birthday boy is here. It’s about time I poured you a drink. I knew you would want to celebrate with your favorite Ms. flowers. I was thinking we could have a toast... catch up. I picked up a very fine bottle of vino for you. It took me a while to track this one down. I know you're going to love sharing it and this evening with your favorite supervisor. It's been weeks since I've seen you, after all! So a toast, "To another amazing birthday, another year of wealth and health... and, well, hopefully lots of, um, spontaneous excitement. Cheers!" But listen, I know you had a wonderful time on your recent travels to China and are eager to tell me all about it... So come, sit... I'm all ears! I want to hear every detail....... * Tells Ms. Flowers about meeting another woman and the "intimacy" they shared. Ms. Flowers becomes very jealous, her demeanor changes, gives him a stern face and a cold shoulder, feeling betrayed. But Ms. Flowers, wounded and desperate for his attention, knows his weaknesses. She seduces him with her heels and feet and nylons, dipping, dangling, flexing, spreading.... To the surprise of no-one, she succeeds*)