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My female colleague Xiaoyan's stockinged feet 

Xiaoyan was very thin, and her looks could only be described as pretty, not quite a beauty. (The order of appearance in the shop was Jingjing, Xiaoyan, Dandan, Shanshan. There was also a really beautiful woman who came in, but unfortunately she only worked there for a week before leaving. However, I certainly didn't miss out on her stockings, hehehe.) But she was very tall, about 1.73 meters, and very thin. You could say that apart from her small breasts and buttocks, her figure was simply unbeatable. She had a pair of incredibly long legs with perfect proportions, and when she wore high heels, it was breathtaking. Her skirts even seemed shorter than others', and sometimes when she sat down, you could even see the edge of her pantyhose. As fellow enthusiasts know, that's practically the essence of the entire pantyhose! But for the first few months, I didn't get to play with Xiaoyan's stockings even once! The reason is that Xiaoyan puts on her work clothes at home before going to work every day, and goes home in the same clothes after get off work. She is very clean, so her locker only contains a lunchbox, some odds and ends, and high heels. Every time you open her locker, you can smell a fresh scent that isn't perfume. So, every time the guy ejaculates, he prioritizes her high heels, feeling a bit frustrated because he can't have them. At the same time, he secretly envies her boyfriend. How great it would be to have sex with her while she's naked except for her stockings! The poster saw Xiaoyan's boyfriend pick her up. He's dark-skinned and doesn't talk much. He's about the same height as Xiaoyan and seems like a quiet guy. He doesn't know why Xiaoyan would be interested in him. He thought he would never get to have his way with Xiaoyan's stockings, but then things took a turn for the better.

I remember it was during the National Day holiday that year. The dealership had a promotion. The night before, after a meeting to assign tasks for the next day, we put up an advertising board on the sunroof of each car, displaying the initial purchase price. It was indeed cheaper than usual, but not by much, only a few thousand yuan. They advertised free navigation, decorative window tinting, etc., but the actual cost was very low. They also advertised installment plans, like "150,000 yuan down payment, drive a Land Rover home," using ads to attract customers. We salespeople were naturally responsible for placing the advertising boards. Since there were many cars, about a dozen, Xiaoyan, who was tall and had long legs, helped with the placement. Actually, I really wanted to stand aside and watch, because you had to open the car door and stand inside to place it properly. If I had stood next to Xiaoyan, I could have definitely seen up her skirt. Unfortunately, we... Several men were on assignments, and coincidentally, after Xiaoyan put her stockings up, she hung them somewhere when she took them down, and they got snagged. Her stockings weren't of good quality. Xiaoyan was a recent college graduate, and she and her boyfriend were working nearby and renting an apartment, so they were struggling financially. I saw her buy her stockings from a sleazy guy who came to her door selling them; a big bag for 30 yuan. I was quite surprised at the time—a man openly selling this kind of thing door-to-door! Later I learned that because the shop was located in an area similar to a car park, surrounded by car dealerships, stockings, as a consumable item, had a huge market. Anyway, back to the stockings, because of the poor quality, one snag left a long, unsightly run. Xiaoyan looked at them and couldn't help but say, "You get what you pay for." Jingjing, who was next to her... My sister laughed and said you get what you pay for; her stockings were expensive but very durable, and even if they tore, it would only leave a small hole. Hearing this made me incredibly aroused; I wanted nothing more than to strip them down to their stockings and have a good time. But it was just a thought. After arranging the items, since it was going to rain that day, I wasn't in the mood to stay in the store and play with the stockings. I hadn't brought an umbrella, and getting soaked on the way home wouldn't be fun. So I said goodbye and prepared to leave. As I walked out the door, I casually glanced back at the showroom. Anyone who's been to a car showroom knows that they usually have large glass walls so customers can see the vehicles directly from the outside. And what I saw was shocking—Xiao Yan was walking towards the door with bare legs! At that point, it was obvious—her stockings must have torn. Xiao Yan felt she didn't look good wearing it home, so she took it off and threw it away. The poster naturally turned around and went back to the exhibition hall. The portly man approaching her asked curiously, "Didn't you leave?" The poster said his stomach hurt and he probably wouldn't make it home, so he needed to take care of something. Just then, Brother Li, who was on duty with the keys that day, overheard and said, "Perfect! Here's the key, you can lock the door. It's going to rain, I have to leave first." He said, "Okay, but I think I'll get soaked." Actually, the poster was hoping everyone else would leave quickly. He went straight into a men's restroom stall, lit a cigarette, and waited for everyone to leave. Before he finished his cigarette, everyone had already run off. The rain had come suddenly, and no one had an umbrella; nobody wanted to get soaked. When he came out after finishing his cigarette, the exhibition hall was completely quiet. The poster eagerly ran to the changing room, opened Xiao Yan's locker—but she wasn't there! Holy crap! The poster was stunned. How could she not be there? It took me a moment to realize that Xiaoyan, being so clean, would never put unwashed and torn stockings back in the locker. So where did she put them? The changing room trash can? I glanced around, but didn't see them. The showroom trash cans were even less likely; who would deliberately throw stockings outside? That's it! The women's restroom!

Thinking back carefully, Xiaoyan must have gone to the restroom while my group of guys were changing. She probably just threw the stockings in the trash can. But if that's the case, they'd be stained with urine from all the customers coming and going all day—disgusting! I definitely didn't want them!

Wait, I suddenly remembered. The cleaning lady finishes cleaning at 5:30 and leaves, while we have a meeting at 6:00. No one comes into the store during that time, so Xiaoyan's stockings should be cleanly waiting for me in the trash can! Thinking about this, the poster became even more excited. He quickly walked to the women's restroom, pushed open the door, and realized it was his first time there. There were three stalls. The first one had a "Fault" sign. He pushed open the second and third stalls, and the wastebaskets were empty. The poster was a little disappointed. Had he misjudged? But perhaps it was a case of "a thief's heart is not dead, lust is boundless." The poster looked at the fault sign on the first stall, which was simply stuck to the unlocking mechanism, and tore it off. He went inside and looked at the wastebasket. Sure enough! It contained Xiaoyan's stockings. Xiaoyan must have thrown the toilet paper directly into the toilet after urinating, so only the stockings lay quietly in the black plastic bag, waiting for him. Almost trembling slightly, the poster picked up Xiaoyan's stockings and took a deep breath of her faint body fragrance, the faint leather smell of her high heels, and the faint smell of her foot sweat. It instantly ignited the poster's desire. He couldn't resist any longer, immediately took out his penis, wrapped the stockings around it, and rubbed the toe part of Xiaoyan's stockings against his penis. He took one of her toes into his mouth, a tiny bit. He really wanted to put the whole thing in, but he was afraid his saliva would ruin the taste. It was the best original scent he'd ever smelled. His nose was filled with Xiaoyan's faint, original scent, and his penis felt the unique texture of the stockings. Soon, the urge to ejaculate surged. He wanted to ejaculate on the stockings without restraint, but then he remembered he'd finally gotten Xiaoyan's original scent and couldn't let it go to waste. So he released his penis, and then suddenly noticed a hole in the crotch of Xiaoyan's stockings! And it was clearly cut with scissors! Holy crap, this was obviously done by Xiaoyan's boyfriend. He'd cut a small hole in the thickened crotch area. It must have been someone with similar tastes, making Xiaoyan wear stockings while he fucked her. Upon closer inspection, there were even some white marks around the area—Xiaoyan's vaginal fluids had soaked the stockings. He never expected that the seemingly innocent Xiaoyan, who didn't usually socialize much and was considered aloof and pretentious behind his back, would be such a slut in bed! She came to work wearing ripped stockings her boyfriend had used on her. No wonder she never changes her stockings at the office; she's probably afraid the other female colleagues will see. I wonder if the ripped area gets unbearably itchy during the day. Thinking about it, a surge of intense pleasure washed over her, and she couldn't hold back any longer, ejaculating a huge puddle of semen on the floor. Looking at the stockings in her hand, an idea slowly crept into her mind...

That's right, I'm going to fuck her!

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