Showing posts with label stockings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stockings. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Cate-Nylon Face


Yea, it turns me on.

nylon queen


This has been everywhere, but I still wanted to post it because I fucking love it!

I got it from Andi

My garter belt for the day

I have such a busy day today. Wearing this will make it just a tiny bit better, don't you think?

Monday, May 24, 2010

I don't do too much hard stuff but...

...oh, hell is this fucking hot.

Which girl do you want to be?

As for me, I'm the one moaning into the bedsheets as Emily eases into me.


From: twiterverted and Penthouse, obviously.

P.S., this is minor, but the tub in the bedroom? Really? Really?

Where I belong


From: ru_stockings:

Russian Girl, Russian Magazine







From: Homicidal Insomniac which always has GREAT stuff.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Complaints


I have only two complaints:

1. The girdle should have six straps, not four.

2. I don't own it!

Friday, May 7, 2010

Shopping



So, I did some shopping the other day. Look what came in today's mail for me!!!

First, I bought stockings (I love stockings).

Signature RHT

Black with a gray welt:


Ivory with a brown welt:


And white with a white welt:


I also bought a nice pull up open bottom girdle:


These stockings were on sale. Originally $29.99 on sale for $17.99. I ordered three pairs:


Finally, this camisole and tap panty set was on sale. 100% silk. I bought one camisole and two pairs of tap panties.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Inspection



"You wanted to see me Mr. Simpson?"

"Um, yes, er, John, we...we need to talk about your work attire."

"My work attire, Mr. Simpson? I...I don't understand."

"Well, John, this is kind of awkward for me, but, well...you've been wearing skirts to the office."

"Yes, I have Mr. Simpson."

"John, it...it is against company policy!"

"Against company policy? Put Mr. Simpson, I checked the personnel book very closely, especially the dress code part...I have it right here. I don't see any prohibition."

"You did? You do?"



"I did, Mr. Simpson. Look, right here, on page 85, it states, 'Employee Attire. The Company is a professional organization and as such expects all executives to be professionally attired at all times.' And then here, on page 88. 'Professional attire shall mean matching trousers and coats (suits), matching skirts and coats (skirt suits), or skirts and blouses.' I've been wearing a skirt suit or skirt and blouses all week, Mr. Simpson."

"But...but..."

"And here, Mr. Simpson, page 90. 'If wearing a skirt, the visible portion of the employee's leg shall be covered in hosiery at all times.' I...I've been wearing hosiery, Mr. Simpson, pantyhose on Monday, and a garter belt or girdle and stockings the rest of the week."

"But, John, you...you're...I mean...you're not a female."

"Mr. Simpson?"

"The policy about skirts only refers to women, John, you...you're..."

"But...Mr. Simpson, it...it doesn't refer only to women, Mr. Simpson, just an employee, a generic employee. It is gender neutral."

"But men are not supposed to wear skirts, John!"

"I...I'm not really a man, Mr. Simpson. I mean, I'm a genetic male, but I'm really, a...well, a sissy."



"John, don't you see, it is very distracting for men...er...a...a sissy...to dress like that at the office."

"Distracting? I don't understand. How is it distracting?"

"John, don't...don't you see? A man sees a woman wearing stockings, dangling a heel...men are visual, they get...er, um...they get...distracted."

"Distracted? Really?"

"Yes, John."


"But Mr. Simpson, you mean...you mean to tell that men at the office get distracted by me slipping my heel on and off...like this?"

"Mr. Simpson?"

"Yes, yes, for crying out loud, yes."

"But why Mr. Simpson? You don't think the men here find me attractive?"

"John."

"I mean, I'd hate to distract anyone, Mr. Simpson, especially any of the men. Wait, Mr. Simpson?"

"Yes, John?"

"I'm not distracting you, am I? Sitting outside your office? Right there, at my desk? I know it's just a table, no real sides, but...does it distract you when I uncross and recross my legs?"

"John, you..."

"You know, Mr. Simpson, I was also reading the personnel manual about relationships...um, relationships amongst employees. They are not forbidden, you know."

"I...I know, John, I helped write the manual."

"There is a notice requirement though, for certain relationships. I think the employees need to send HR a letter within 72 hours."

"That requirement is only for sexual relationships, John."

" I don't remember, I did not read that part too closely, I was so busy studying the part about the dress code...to see if a garter belt was okay, I love wearing garter belts."

"You...you do...I mean...John...anyway, employees only need give a 72 hour notice after a sexual relationship."

"72 hours? So, Mr. Simpson, if I had a sexual relationship with a fellow employee, I only need to give HR notice after?"

"Yes, within 72 hours."

"So, if someone, oh, if some fellow employee came back to my house to, um, more closely inspect my attire to see if it complied with company policy, I would not have to report it if we did not have a sexual relationship?"

"Um, yes."

"Hmmm. So, hypothetically, if a supervisor wanted to see the rest of my lingerie, my garter belt, my silver satin camisole and tap panty set, you know, just to make sure my lingerie complied with the dress code, he...he could do that?"

"Yes, yes, John, a supervisor could."

"And what if, I don't know, what if a supervisor wanted to, I don't know, um, get closer, you know, really look carefully at an employees's lingerie, maybe even feel it, how soft, how pretty it is. That's okay, right?"

"I...I suppose a supervisor could do that, without notifying HR."

"Just to ensure compliance, of course."

"Of course, John."





"Well the manual said that no undergarments should be visible, so what if, I don't know, what if a supervisor wanted to check, you know, closely, really, really closely, how an employees pretty, soft, satin panties fit? Could he do that?"

"Oh god."

"Mr. Simpson?"

"Yes, John, yes."

"Without notifying HR?"

"Yes, yes."

"Sometimes the best way to tell if undergarments will be visible is to feel the curve of the garment against the skin, you know, he might have to run his hands over my...I mean, the employee's panties. That's not a sexual relationship, so I...the employee...would not need to tell HR, right?"

"No, I...I suppose not."

"What if the panties were visible? I only ask because I thought my panty line might be visible through my skirt."

"Well, that...that would be a violation of company policy."

"A violation?"

"Yes."

"We...we get punished for violating policy, don't we?"

"Yes, of course, write ups, violation interviews, even..."

"Spankings?"

"WHAT?"

"There is nothing in the manual that prohibits corporal punishment, is there?

"Spankings, I...don't think..."

"I'm just asking if a supervisor could do that, spank an employee."

"I think...there must be something that prohibits, that..."

"That's not a sexual relationship?"

"No, no."

"So no notice to HR and nothing in a personnel file?"

"No."

"I'm only asking because, well, if a supervisor wanted to take a pretty young employee across his lap after looking closely at the employee's lingerie, stockings, garter belt, panties, that...that would be allowed?"

"I...I can't think of...of anything..."

"And if the supervisor, I don't know...maybe liked it...just a little...spanking a panty covered behind, that's not sex either, right?"

"John!"

"I'm only asking, Mr. Simpson, if while spanking the employee, the supervisor got, um, an erection, and accidentally rubbed...you know... while spanking, rubbed against the employee, that...that's allowed?"

"I...I suppose, but..."

"No notice to HR?"

"No, but..."

"You know, Mr. Simpson, in days gone by, after a spanking, the person who got spanked often had to thank the person administering the punishment."

"Thank him?"

"Yes. I know how I'd want to thank a strong man for a hard spanking."

"You...you do?"

"Yes, Mr. Simpson. If I felt his erection pressing into me, I'd want to do something for him, to properly thank him."

"I don't think..."

"It's hard work spanking a pretty employee, I think a supervisor that does that deserves something relaxing, deserves release for all the tension that must get built up."

"But John..."

"Would that be a sexual relationship?"

"What?"

"I'm just asking, I guess, just to be clear, if after you spanked me...I mean, after a supervisor spanked an employee, if the employee, you know, maybe got down on hands and knees and properly thanked the supervisor for the spanking, and helped him get some release, would HR have to be notified?"

"I...I don't know, John, I..."

"Just a little licking, Mr. Simpson, that's not sex, right? Licking and kissing and touching a supervisor's...um..."

"John, please..."

"And if it slipped into the employee's mouth...you know...by accident, that's not really sex, right, it's just, thanking him for the spanking."

"John!"

"Mr. Simpson."

"I...go home, John, now, just go home, this isn't..."

"Will you be administering any punishment tonight, Mr. Simpson."

"That depends on your lingerie, John, that depends on my inspection.



Monday, February 15, 2010

Women in Suits


In the ad, she's wearing a tie. Not a suit, but close enough, especially with the stockings. Come to think of it, this was me this morning, slipping on the stockings I was wearing under my suit.

From: Bad Penny Blues

Monday, January 11, 2010

The Glance



She said she'd sit in back with him, go ahead, so he did not feel uncomfortable, on the ride.

A look, back, in the mirror, a glance, you barely see.

But the vision, there just the same.

The contrast, black nylon with the white skin of her legs.

Her feminine beauty marred only by the hand.

The masculine had, his hand, touching her thigh.

He is looking out the side window, does not see that you see.

But she saw your eyes.

She knows what you saw.

An awareness only a married couple could have, shared thoughts without speaking.

A gasp, a sound you know so well, a gasp, a sound she makes when touched just so.

Glance again. His eyes, still far, hers, now closed.

A gasp again, her response to his touch, his fingers, finding her, feeling her.

Legs-Perfection

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Girdles

A Mad Men inspired caption.

Wundervoll

My friend, the stunningly beautiful Stockings Addict asked me if I'd heard of Wundervoll lingerie, and if so, did I like.

Let's see...yes, I've heard of them, but had not checked out their web site. I did, this morning and I did like what I saw! The site is all flash, so I had to go to Cazar for some pictures. Enjoy.

And thanks for the pointer!


P.S. How do I know she's stunningly beautiful? She does not really post pictures of herself on her blog, but on her Twitter account, she linked to one of her, which led to a few more. Smile. Go find them. And follow her blog and on twitter.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Giovanna


This is totally pretty. Wish the picture showed the stockings a little better. I love stockings.

Giovanna (Pink) - Wickedelic Lingerie