Fishnets

Cleo wore fishnets that day, and she was startled when she saw Eliza come into her office. First of all, Eliza worked from home now mostly to be with Bibi, and secondly Eliza was also wearing fishnets.

It seemed so odd that she and Eliza had on the same thing. They did not wear it the same, but they were both wearing fishnets and Cleo felt awkward.

She was not sure how to explain it, but Eliza intimidated her. They were friendly, more than friendly if she could go to her apartment and start dating one of her friends. But she sensed that she had crossed a line maybe. Eliza was not any less inviting, but there was something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Sometimes she thought about the fact that she saw Eliza and Oscar walk out of a darkened room at Bibi’s birthday party. She put it out of her mind again, as soon the thought returned. No one would sleep with a lover in the middle of their daughter’s birthday party with her husband there!

Or maybe Cleo just did not want to think it could be anything because she wanted Oscar. 

Thinking about Oscar, Cleo remembered why she put on those fishnets. It was because when she was getting dressed that morning—after they had made love almost as soon as he got up—he caressed her legs and told her that he did not think she would ever wear fishnets. He was right—she liked hosiery without patterns. She preferred to wear the patterns on her clothes. But just to let him know that he did not know everything about her, she wore them. Went to the pharmacy, and changed the smooth hosiery she wore when she left him.

“I got the memo last night,” Eliza said to her, and gestured to her legs. Cleo was delayed on catching the joke.

Later, Oscar tore her fishnets right off of her. His finger pushed through the grid of the tights and he slipped his finger inside her. Cleo was wet, there was nothing about that for her to hide. He fucked her so fast with his finger, she almost passed out when she came.

“I like you in fishnets,” he said, as she heaved breathlessly.

 

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