Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep6

On Wednesday, | again wore a pair of thigh highs, this twhite, again something new, as black was my go to

colour, with suntan my second choice. At h| also had a pair of red thigh highs I'd bought with a sexy red

lingerie outfit for a Valentine's Day surprise, but that was five years ago.

| was sitting on top of my desk reading the newspaper, legs crossed just enough to showcase that | wasn't

wearing pantyhose but rather thigh highs, when Jake cin.

He asked, "Missyesterday?"

"Immensely," | responded, in a sarcastic tone. "I had no one to comment on my attire."

"Well, | do like the white; it says something different from the black or beige you usually wear," he said, noticing

my thigh highs. | considered that if anyone asked Emery what | normally wore, he would be hard pressed to

answer. "They're actually suntan or mocha," | corrected, before teasing, "I thought you knew your hosiery."

He laughed, as he glanced to my legs, "I'm a man. | only know a few basics, but | can sure tell when a woman

with nice legs is wearing thigh highs."

"| like to mix it up," I shrugged, dangling my shoe from the tip of my toes.

"I'm beginning to think you're wearing them for me," he said, as my shoe dropped to the floor.

"Aren't you full of yourself?" | teased playfully, as he reached down and retrieved my heel.

"I'm confident with what The Lord gifted me," he said, "and comfortable with what He didn't." As he put my shoe

back on, his left hand slyly caressed my nylon clad ankle.

"And what were you blessed with?" | asked, feeling like Cinderella as he put my shoe back on, although | was

definitely wondering whether something else would fitperfectly. "Sheer nylons, nice," he approved, ignoring

my pointed question, as he stood back up.

"I only wear the best," | bragged.

"You should always have only the best," he responded, his implication obvious.

"| couldn't agree more," | nodded, glancing at the bulge in his crotch.

"We should go out for drinks to celebrate your birthday," he offered.

Suddenly all the flirting had cto a head. It was one thing to flirt, to imply I'd love to have his big black cock

pounding me, but it would be quite another to cross the line and actually do it.

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| stammered, suddenly unsure of myself, "I-I-l um already have plans."

"Change them," he said. "I promise you won't regret it."

| laughed softly as | said, "Oh, | may really enjoy it, but afterwards | would certainly regret it."

He shrugged, "Think about it, Connie. A life full of regrets is a life not lived."

"I will," I nodded, giving him hope when | should have shut it down right then and there.

That afternoon he walked in during a recess and handeda Milky Way.

| looked at him, perplexed.

He explained with a grin, "Delicious chocolate on the outside, creamy filling on the inside."

"Oh my," | replied, feeling my cheeks flushing at the incredibly direct innuendo.

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"That's what they all usually say," he smiled.

"Then followed by 'Oh God'?" | followed up, drawn into the naughty word play like a moth to a flame, even as |

recalled Mom's revelations last week.

"That, usually accompanied by an expletive or two," he laughed.

| stepped close to him and whispered in his ear, "Is it sometimes, 'Oh God, it fillsup so fucking much?""

For the first the lost his cool and stammered, "Y-y-yeah, something like that."

| unwrapped the bar, slowly put part of it in my mouth and took a bite, doing it as sexily as someone can eat a

chocolate bar... at least | hoped it was sexy. | then said, "God, | love this mixture: dark, yet creamy." "You should

try one homemade," he countered wittily, his eyes lost in mine just as the bell rang.

"Everything is better homemade," | nodded, becoming more and more tempted to take the metaphor and make

it real... thankfully the children who cinto the room stopped my naughty thoughts... well they didn't stop

them, they inadvertently stopped our banter from going further into forbidden zones.

Or not... Jake kept going, "And nothing is better than homemade one-of-a-kind chocolate cream."

My panties dampened as | imagined it as | added, "I often like playing with my food."

Before he could reply all my kids had returned from recess, halting our conversation. | hinted at how hungry |

was for schocolate by sliding the entire Milky Way slowly into my mouth. He stared in awe.

After | took my leisurely tchewing and swallowing, | smacked my lips audibly and smiled, "Now that was

delicious."

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"Chocolate sticks," | answered her, looking at Jake as | did.

Jake shook his head as | glanced

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| knew that Jake was leading the

debate club across the street at the

high school after school on

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from a few years ago. I'd said no as |

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Wednesday night, Mom called to confirm she would be meetingat Gwen's Spa at four. She asked, "Had any

chocolate this week?"

| told the truth, "Does a Milky Way count?"

"You're running out of twith the dipshit gone," she said.

"You're the worst mother ever," | teased.

"Or the best," she countered, not missing a beat, before we chatted for a few minutes about generic crap.

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| arrived at school and was surprised to see a gift-wrapped package on my desk. | briefly wondered if it was from

Jake as | picked it up... | LOVE presents.

| unwrapped the box, opened it and saw a pair of Wolford thigh high stockings and an unsigned, typed note.

You deserve the best.

| assumed they were from Jake, but couldn't be sure. These stockings were expensive and had to be imports.