Author's Note: All characters mentioned in the story are over the age of 18.
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My name is Jack.
I have always loved my sister-in-law Amelia, and have always fantasized about finding a chance to have a good time with her. In order to get close to her, I found out which company she worked for, and then applied for the job, and it turned out that I passed it smoothly.
On the first day of work, I found out that my Amelia was a clerk in the company. The Amelia is even more beautiful than before. After two years of separation, I didn't expect to be a beautiful and coquettish young woman now. She is twenty-six years old, wearing a suspender dress with very slender legs. She wore a pair of white high-heeled sandals with thin straps. They were very sexy sandals with two thin straps across the instep. The toes were slender and white. She sat across from me. It should be said that she belongs to the kind of woman who takes care of herself very well. Her shoulder-length hair and sweet smile really make people a little impulsive. My eldest brother works in a foreign company and travels frequently, leaving my lonely Amelia alone at home. This gives me, a pervert, the opportunity to fill the loneliness and emptiness in my Amelia's heart, and of course it is the same physically!
As the days passed, Amelia seemed to have a lot of sandals. Sometimes a pair of silver strapless sandals, sometimes a pair of black high-heeled sandals with thin straps. One day at noon, my colleagues were taking a lunch break, and Amelia across the street was also drowsy. I was reading a novel on the Internet alone, playing with a pencil in my hand, and accidentally dropped it on the ground. I attached myself to pick it up. Inadvertently, I saw the beautiful feet of the opposite Amelia took out from the pair of black sandals with thin straps, and stepped on the right foot with the left foot. She's wearing shiny black stockings today, with purple-blue nail polish on her toes. I looked down her smooth calf, my God! Her thighs were slightly apart, and I actually saw that she was wearing a pair of translucent briefs with a dark spot in the center, and my heart was beating wildly. I thought of the digital camera on the table... I slowly got up, sat on my chair, and looked around. My colleagues were all sleeping, and two of them in the back row were playing games. Looking at Amelia again, she is lying on the table and resting. I picked up the camera, slowly stretched it under the table, and pressed the shutter... After I got home from get off work, I imported the candid photos from the camera into the computer and watched them carefully. Her feet looked slender against the thin strap sandals, her toes were round, and her thumb nails were a bit long, as if they were about to burst through her stockings. I took off my pants while watching, and started to shoot the pistol, thinking that when I must embrace these beautiful feet in my arms. While looking at the photos I took secretly, I fiddled with my dick up and down until the thick liquid gushed out.
Using this method, I have taken a lot of photos of Amelia's beautiful legs in high-heeled sandals, and I rely on these photos to masturbate every night to vent my desire. During the day, when she saw her Amelia, her eyes would unconsciously look at her beautiful legs, and she seemed to have noticed something too. One day at noon, I asked me intentionally or unintentionally: Jacky, don't your eyes seem to be quite honest? I said: Isn't it because you are beautiful, if you want to be ugly, I won't look at you?
I suddenly had a thought and said, "Amelia, I'll show you something. Go to the 'sister-in-law' directory on my machine, and I'll turn on sharing. This directory contains all the photos of Amelia's beautiful feet."
I looked at the opposite Amelia's glasses staring at the screen with surprise in her eyes.
"You, when did you take these photos?"
"Because I like your beautiful legs"
"Have you shown it to anyone else?"
"No. As far as I see it, it doesn't mean anything else. I just like it." Suddenly, I felt something touching my lower body. foot. My heart beat wildly.
She said calmly on the other side: "You deleted the photo!"
I said yes, anyway, there are some at home. Her feet retracted slightly, and I saw her bend down. After a while, my lower body was pressed by her feet again, and I gently rubbed it.
It turned out that she had taken off her sandals. I held her feet with my hands. Feet in flesh-colored stockings looked so smooth and delicate. I stroked her lightly, and her toes twitched uncontrollably on my lower body. My nipples swelled up and pressed against my pants, which was extremely uncomfortable. I pinched her toes with my hands and scratched the soles of her feet lightly, and her feet shrank back abruptly.
After a while, she got up and told the manager that she was going to the meeting room next door to write a quotation, because the office was too noisy, and the manager let her go. Twenty minutes later, the manager answered a phone call, and then said to me: You go to the next door to help Amelia look at her notebook, there seems to be something wrong, and then you and her make a quotation, her quotation for commercial models Not familiar with. I responded and left the office and came to the next door.
I knocked on the door and it opened, and I saw the notebook on the opposite table, but there was no one there. Suddenly the door closed by itself, and I felt that someone was hugging me from behind. I turned around and saw that Amelia had pulled down the suspenders of the suspender skirt, revealing a large white breast and half of the nipple.
"Amelia, what are you doing, God! You're at work!"
"Don't do anything, the door is closed, kiss me!"
