Blonde in Ripped Fishnets Teases on Office Floor

Her blonde hair spills down her back as she sits cross-legged on the office floor, her fishnet bodystocking clinging to her every curve. She runs a hand through her locks, never breaking eye contact with you. Her pink-painted nails catch the light as she tilts her head back, her mouth parting slightly.

Her glasses glint as she touches them with a finger, her gaze steady and inviting. She shifts position, bringing her knees up to her chest, then lifts those long legs straight up, crossing them at the ankles. Her tongue darts out in a playful tease as she grips her thighs. She extends one leg high, foot pointed right at you, her mouth open in a silent moan.

She drops back into a seated pose, smiling broadly as she reaches out a hand toward you, then pulls it back. She leans onto one arm, lifting the other leg and bending it at the knee. Her foot points up, and she sticks that tongue out again, looking sideways at you with a sly glint in her eye. What will she do next?