The Tax Collector
I am an attorney running a small office when some my bills got away from me. I got several calls from a pesky tax collector named Susan and she told me that I was late on my payments. I explained to her that it was the slow time of the year and when business picked up, I would pay my bills. Susan was very persistent and told me that she was coming out to my office to visit and discuss payment options. I reluctantly agreed and she told me that she was coming out the following morning. In the mid morning I got a knock at my office door and I said come in, and the door opened and I was shocked at what I seen. There Susan was, standing in the doorway as I sat at my desk. I was amazed at her beauty. She had shoulder length wavy black hair, ruby red lip stick and her makeup was perfect. She wore those new rectangular black plastic framed glasses that are the current fashion trend. She wore a black and white checkered business suit jacket and a black leather skirt that was just above her knees. Black nylons and 4 inch black pumps completed the outfit. What caught my attention was the black leather gloves that she was wearing with the outfit. She introduced herself and proceeded to hand me a business card of hers. As she extended her gloved hand, I got a close look and noticed that they were unlined and very tight and long. As I watched, they disappeared up the jacket sleeves and I could not see the tops of them and they were also very tight and slightly bunched up around her wrists. She wore a gold bracelet around the glove on her right wrist. I also noticed as she leaned over that she was wearing a black lacy bra as her suit top opened ever so slightly at her chest. I stood up at my desk, accepted the card and shook the gloved hand. It was a wonderful feeling, the gloved hand was soft and warm. My mind went totally blank as I offered her a seat in front of my desk. I watched when she sat down and she crossed her legs and for a brief moment I seen the lacy top of her thigh high nylons as I looked up the leather skirt as she sat. She was all business as she began discussing my tax debt. I could also tell she was very confident and somewhat dominating as she spoke to me. As she was discussing my debt I was totally fixated on the gloves, and I think she caught my eyes looking at them. She then as she was talking started pulling them tighter at both her wrists, tightening her gloves on her hands. As I watched I noticed that they were so tight and thin that I could see the outline of her nails through the gloves. It was very difficult for me to concentrate as I watched her do this several times. I agreed to whatever she was talking to me and she stood up and told me that she was happy that she could get me to comply with her demands. She extended her hand to shake and I again got to touch the warm soft gloved hand, As she extended her gloved hand I again could not see where they ended. They disappeared up the sleeves of the thin checkered business jacket. I thanked her as I walked her out to the elevator of the building. I stood slightly behind her as she walked out, watching the wonderfully shaped legs encased in black nylons and the 4 inch pumps as she walked out of the office towards the elevator. As she entered the elevator and just before it closed, she told me that she would be in touch as she waved a gloved hand as the elevator closed. There I stood, feeling that I had been in a dream and this encounter happened only in my dreams.