Rush Hour

I had a reason to get all dressed up today. Stockings, suspenders, tight skirt while walking round town at rush hour.

I like going along minding my own business catching the glances of the men passing by. Seeing their eyes skim over my outfit and watching their minds immediately start to wonder if I’m wearing any underwear or just how high the zip on that skirt really goes.

It gets me wet every time…

Rush Hour

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