Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

Kind of amused, but mostly a warning that she’s making a mental note of all
the shit I say to her for a rainy day.
I’m shakin’, Liv. Really, I am.
“If I take off the stockings,” I explain. “I won’t be properly dressed. The
women in my world are ladies, Olivia.”
“You’ll feel it on your legs, though.” She looks back down to her task.
“It’ll change how you carry yourself.”
“What will? The sticky, noxious sweat of Florida in springtime on my
naked thighs?”
The debutante ball is in May. The humidity will be a nightmare, despite
the air-conditioned banquet hall hosting it. Like she knows anything.
“Afraid I might be right?” she taunts.
I roll my eyes. Please. The only thing I’m afraid of is wasting time.
But I stand there, letting my hair fall down my back again, and watch her.
I’m not sure why, but I kick off my heel and set the ball of my foot on her
knee.
Prove it, then.
Tipping her head back, she looks up at me, her honey-brown eyes
unblinking.
“I can’t bend over in this dress,” I tell her.
Fisting the skirt in my hands, I start to pull it up, past my knees, and up
my thighs to where the garter secures the stockings.
She holds my gaze for another moment, and then she reaches up,
unfastening the clips.
Her fingertips brush the skin on the inside of my leg, and my flesh
pebbles, chills breaking out everywhere. I draw in a sharp breath, and she
darts her eyes up to mine, as still as me.
“I don’t have all day,” I chide, trying to hide my reaction.
Her chest rises and falls slowly, and then she peels the stocking down my
leg and off my foot, followed by the other one, both of my shoes laying
strewn on the floor with the nylons.
Walking to a nearby shelf, she scans the heels and grabs a pair, pointing
to the chair near the mirror.
Indulging her, I step off the riser and have a seat as she plops down on the
floor and searches for my right foot under the dress.
I hike up the skirt again as she slips the heel on, almost amused that she
refuses to look. I know she wants to. My legs are one of my best attributes.