John keeps reading the note and looking at the crystal orb as he tries to decide if it is real or some sort of joke being played on him by an internet troll who had hacked his google history. "This can't be real." John is about to put the orb back in it's box when there is a knock at the door. He puts the orb on the living room coffee table on his way to the door. The visitor is the building's landlord, Rachel Peterson. Rachel is a recent college grad who took over landlord duties from her retiring father a month prior. She has her short blonde hair fashioned into a stylish bob and is wearing a ruby red blouse paired with an open, black business jacket and matching knee length pencil skirt. The sultry blonde caught John's eye when she first arrived and he can't help but shift his eyes to the black nylons steming from her skirt.
"John shoots her eyes back up, "What can i do for you Rachel?"
"Well," she replies, "usually you are very prompt with rent, but, it seems to be a bit late this month. I just thought i would stop by and see if you had it or needed an extension."
John lightly slaps his head, " I just spaced it out, I am so sorry. Come on In, I'll write you a check." Rachel follows her tenant into the apartment, closing the door behind her. "Have a seat," John says as he goes into the bedroom, "my checkbook is in here."
"No hurry," Rachel replies as she sits on the couch. While waiting, her eyes wander around the apartment. First she caches sight of a family picture on the wall, then a beautiful antique clock that Sara picked up on a business trip to Europe. Then, Rachel eyes move to a crystal object on the coffee table.
"I have your....." John is stopped mid sentence as he exits the bedroom. Rachel is lying on the couch, she has removed all her clothes except her black, lace panties, matching garter belt and the black stockings they are holding up. Her head is tilted sideways and gazed fixed on the orb as it sends light and pulses of energy into her eyes.
"It...It feels so good. Like a thousand nylon fingers." Rachel purrs as the silky fabric of her stockings grows and spreads to her waist. The newly formed pantyhose dissolve the panties and gater belt, then continue to move up her body, covering her breasts, neck, arms and hands, creating a silky mesh between her fingers. "I've seen you staring at me in the hall John. I also know Sara has been too busy to fulfill your nylon needs." Rachel rises from the couch, grabs the orb and seductively walks past the stunned John into the bedroom.
Everything in John's mind is screaming for him to stop, but, he turns, enters the room and sheds his clothes before joining Rachel on the bed. The landlord smiles, straddles him, then lowers herself onto his hard cock. John is surprised to feel his cock slide into a nylon lined pussy. The overwhelming pleasure is euphoric and causes John to explode after a few quick, deep thrusts. Rachel lets out a sultry giggle before dismounting and laying next to her exhausted tenant.
