She stood before him, tall and elegant in her stockings and high heels. They made an alluring sound as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other. Her hair was perfectly coiffed, and her makeup flawless. She looked as if she belonged on the runway, not in this secluded room.
He approached her slowly, his heart racing with anticipation. As he reached out to touch her soft skin, she turned around and faced him. Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.
"Do you want me to show you something?" She asked in a husky voice that sent shivers down his spine. He nodded eagerly.
She undid the clasp of her garter belt and slid it down her smooth thighs, revealing her long legs clad in black lace stockings. With a seductive smile, she ran her fingers through her hair and slowly unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her perfectly curved figure clad only in a French maid outfit.
