a woman in black stockings laying on the floor

Audrey was in the mood for something hot and sensual. She smiled as she lay back on the floor wearing her black stockings, a reminder of the night she'd spent together with her lover. Unbuttoning her blouse, she began to massage her neck and shoulders, enjoying the tactile sensation of the soft fabric upon her bare skin. She heard his foot steps behind her and felt a wave of pleasure run through her body. He knelt from the side and began to take in her beauty - the curve of her hips and the long, elegant legs in black stockings. His lips teasingly brushed against the nape of her neck and she sighed in satisfaction. His hands slid down her body, his touch turning her desire up a notch. His passionate kisses along her thighs sent shivers all the way to her toes. Audrey was lost in pleasure. She felt each sensation in every fibre of her being, barely believing it to be true. She felt more alive and liberated than ever before, surrounded by her lover and the black stockings that had touched her skin.