Housewife Discovers True Desire - 3

The next day, Karen deliberately wore a pair of sexy navy blue heels, short skirt and white sheer stockings. She would never usually have considered wearing an outfit like this to work but she found herself wanting to please Alex. Something inside her craved Alex's approval.

Karen sat at her desk, the click of her own heels punctuating the silence as she dipped her feet in and out of her shoes. She'd chosen a pair of classic navy blue heels that weren't the most comfortable but they had a short vamp that revealed just the tight amount of toe cleavage. They made Karen feel more polished than when she wore her usual comfortable flats. She hoped Alex would notice her updated choices in attire.

When Alex arrived, she was wearing a dark, charcoal grey button down shirt, with the cuffs rolled up on her forearms and a pair of well worn jeans. As always, Alex moved with a casual grace that Karen found slightly unsettling today because she had dressed sexy for Alex and Alex had dressed down. Despite Alex's slightly pedestrian appearance, Karen still found something incredibly sexy about her.

Karen tried to focus on her work but she was always intimately aware of Alex's presence in the office. She caught Alex's gaze more than once and Alex initially tried to look away quickly. As the day wore on, the casual glances turned into Alex shamelessly checking Karen out. Alex would start at Karen's heels and work up to the hemline just above Karen's knee. Each time she saw Alex looking she felt a strange heat rising in her cheeks and, if she were being honest, she also felt a dampness in her pussy she couldn't understand. Karen had never been attracted to women.

Later, as Karen walked to the break room for coffee, her short skirt brushed softly against her sheer nylons. The white sheer stockings she had chosen to wear gave her legs a smooth, polished look. Karen realized she had really only ever worn stockings during sex or when on a hot date with her husband that ended in sex. However, she realized, in that moment, that she loved the idea of wearing them to work and would from now on. They made her feel naughty and, should her skirt ride up or the stocking slip down even one inch, would betray her normally conservative persona.

She caught Alex watching her again, her eyes following the movement of her skirts hemline. Alex leaned against the door frame of the break room, her arms crossed loosely, a smile forming on her lips. Karen felt as if Alex could see right through her skirt and knew she was dangerously close to revealing her stocking tops. Part of Karen's brain wanted to show Alex all the way up her skirt.

"That's a gorgeous outfit Karen, you have the perfect figure for it" Alex said, her voice almost a purr that sent a shiver down Karen's spine. The compliment seemed casual but something in Alex's tone suggested she meant much more than that.

Karen's cheeks went flush and she felt heat in her pussy. "Thanks," her voice a little breathier than she intended. She quickly busied herself with the coffee machine, trying to ignore the way Alex's eyes were devouring her from head to toe.

"You know," Alex said, stepping closer, "I admire the way you carry yourself, the way you present yourself. You have a classic elegance and beauty."

"Thank you," Karen stammered, looking down at her own feet, focusing on her own toe cleavage as she turned. She took a deep breath and turned back to her normal self. "You're very observant," she added, her voice a little more controlled. She poured herself a cup of coffee.

"I notice details," Alex replied. She took a step closer and Karen could smell Alex's perfume. The sweet smell of Alex made her want to get closer to her. Alex peered down at Karen's legs again for just a moment. Unable to resist, Karen stretched out her one leg, lifted her foot and rotated her ankle like she was displaying her leg and heel for Alex.

Karen suddenly felt very exposed as this movement caused her short skirt to ride up just enough to reveal the tops of her stockings just under the hem of her short skirt. She shifted her weight back and put her foot back on the floor. Karen pulled the hemline of her skirt down just enough to hide her little secret but Alex had already seen.

The next day, Karen found herself dressing with a newfound awareness of her own body. She chose the same skirt she had worn the day before. Today, she paired it with a different blouse with a slightly lower neckline and some ultra sheer nude nylons. She slipped into her most daring pair of D'Orsay heels; the ones that gave her legs a subtle curve while revealing the arch of her delicate foot. These heels also had a ridiculously low vamp that revealed an inappropriate amount of toe cleavage for the office setting, even through her nylons. She looked at herself in the mirror. She wanted to see if Alex would notice. She needed Alex to notice.

As Karen walked into the office, she could feel Alex's eyes on her immediately. Karen quickly retreated to the safety of her desk. Karen started to question her choice in attire until she connected with Alex later at the water cooler. Alex was close and leaned on the counter top, looking over towards her and wasted no time in complimenting her.

"Those shoes are striking," Alex commented, her gaze locked on Karen's heels for a moment before meeting her eyes. "They really are sexy."

Karen felt a thrill course through her, a mixture of nervousness and something she couldn't quite put her finger on. "Thank you," she replied, trying to keep her voice even.

Alex's eyes dropped to the floor and stayed fixed on Karen's legs and feet. Karen moved towards Alex until she stood just a few feet away. Karen's anxiety melted and she loved how her toe cleavage and arches looked in the ultra sheer stockings she wore. It was obvious that Alex enjoyed the view as well.

"You have great legs," Alex said, her voice low, barely a whisper. "I can see how much hard work you put in at the gym." Karen decided to take a bold step and asked Alex if she wanted to see her recently pedicured feet. Alex nodded her head as Karen slipped off her right heel. Karen's foot was beautiful and the crimson red toe polish popped through her ultra sheer nylons.

Alex asked her to step out of her other heel, so she could see both feet. Karen complied and Alex made a low rumbling sound like she approved at a sexual level. Alex finally managed to get some words out and said "My God, Karen, your feet are so fucking beautiful!". The comment was wildly inappropriate for the office but Karen loved that Alex was being open with her.

Karen felt her cheeks flush. "Oh, well, you know - " She trailed off, not knowing what to say. She moved her leg a bit and looked at the floor. After an uncomfortable silence, Karen slipped back into her heels and thanked Alex for the compliments.

Karen then moved past Alex, her skirt swaying with each step. She knew that Alex was watching, she could feel it. It was thrilling, this secret little game they were playing.