HEELSNHOSE
Really Experienced
- Joined
- May 25, 2002
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It's Monday morning, the first day of school. I lay out the clothing that we are required to wear to school this year. A white satin blouse, a black pleated mini skirt, black seamed nylons, see through black demi bra, panties and satin garter belt.
My long brown hair is brushed, curling at my shoulders, my makeup is perfect, especially my red, pouty lips.
I put on my bra, seeing my hard nipples protrude through the thin fabric. I hook the black satin garter belt around my waist and then pull on my thin, black see through panties.
My body feels a tingle as I get into the white satin blouse and start buttoning it, leaving the top two buttons open. I pull on the pleated, black mini skirt buttoning it on the side. Then, I sit on the bed and slowing pull on my seamed black nylons, being careful not to have any runs. I attach the left nylon to my garter straps and start with the right, slowly, making sure my seams are straight.
As my skirt is above my thighs, I can tell when I stand up, my nylon tops and garter straps will show. Just what the male teachers had in mind, I'm sure.
I start to hook the top of my right nylon to my garter strap when I hear something at the door. It's my father, Rob, looking at me. I smile at him.
"Do you need any help, Lisa?" he asks.
My long brown hair is brushed, curling at my shoulders, my makeup is perfect, especially my red, pouty lips.
I put on my bra, seeing my hard nipples protrude through the thin fabric. I hook the black satin garter belt around my waist and then pull on my thin, black see through panties.
My body feels a tingle as I get into the white satin blouse and start buttoning it, leaving the top two buttons open. I pull on the pleated, black mini skirt buttoning it on the side. Then, I sit on the bed and slowing pull on my seamed black nylons, being careful not to have any runs. I attach the left nylon to my garter straps and start with the right, slowly, making sure my seams are straight.
As my skirt is above my thighs, I can tell when I stand up, my nylon tops and garter straps will show. Just what the male teachers had in mind, I'm sure.
I start to hook the top of my right nylon to my garter strap when I hear something at the door. It's my father, Rob, looking at me. I smile at him.
"Do you need any help, Lisa?" he asks.