What a coup! Today I secured a most compelling, and dare I say risqué, addition to my archive of love. Bella snagged her stockings when exiting her truck this morning and by lunch time a large run had appeared, revealing glimpses of her porcelain legs. I must say, it was most arousing.
Thank you Jessica Stanley for suggesting Bella discard her hosiery and go bare legged for the afternoon! That is the only useful thing Jessica has ever done, but now her life has finally found some meaning and value.
After she ate, Bella went to the girls bathroom and emerged with scandalously bare legs! After such a heavenly sight I knew there was no possibility of attending afternoon classes as my loins were very much awoken. Besides, I was determined to secure that discarded gem.
I casually strolled up and down the stretch of corridor outside the girls bathroom for the next fifteen minutes. After the bell had sounded and the students were safely seated in class, I made my move, dashing into the bathroom and quickly rummaging through the trash can for paper towels until I felt the soft nylon beneath my fingertips. They were still warm!
I had a close call as I had been so single minded in my endeavour that I had failed to hear the approach of a pair of sullen, greasy goth girls. I managed to conceal myself in a cubicle and wait out the next period as they whittered on about body piercings and horror movies. Evidently they were skipping gym class and opting to smoke and gossip in the girls bathroom instead.
Even with this off putting distraction it was difficult not to let my lust overwhelm me to the point of discharge, as I felt the faint residual warmth and delicious aroma of the garment cradled in my hands. It was an hour of such sweet torture and eventually lust won out.
As the bell sounded, the girls left and I slipped from the bathroom undetected with a wide grin on my face, Bella's stockings secured in my pocket and an embarrassing damp patch upon my trousers. My siblings were a little suspicious on the way home, wondering at the unusual aroma in my Volvo, but they can go fuck themselves.
I am settling in for what promises to be a long night, filled with the most devilish thoughts of Bella. I am sorry my darling, but I simply cannot resist the temptation!
A/N: Please leave a review! Bonerward is back, god help us all. How much of Bella's legs do you think were on show for Edward to call them scandalous?