Laney and her girlfriend Sonny drop by Serene's for dinner, but Sonny’s nonstop chatter keeps her so distracted she never notices the real action simmering right under her nose. Serene’s eyes never leave Laney, fixating on her legs encased in shimmering pantyhose. She compliments them with a hungry smile, brushing her hand against the nylon whenever she gets the chance. At the table, Serene’s “innocent” touches grow bolder. A hand glides along Laney’s thigh beneath the cloth, lips grazing the smooth fabric under the guise of retrieving a fallen napkin. While Sonny rambles on, Serene whispers about how irresistible Laney looks, how much she wants to taste her stockings.
