It's a quiet day in the hotel room where Zoey's holed up doing accounting work for her boss. One of the requirements of the job is that she wear glossy sheer pantyhose every day along with her tight skirt and button down blouse. She is also to wear platform heels every day.

Tilly works for the same company but her role is to inspect the other female employee's pantyhose (needless to say, she wears them, too). Due to the nature of the job, it sometimes gets a bit rough. The other women resent her surprise visits, her air of superiority and her passing criticism. They'd rather not be...

It's a quiet day in the hotel room where Zoey's holed up doing accounting work for her boss. One of the requirements of the job is that she wear glossy sheer pantyhose every day along with her tight skirt and button down blouse. She is also to wear platform heels every day.

Tilly works for the same company but her role is to inspect the other female employee's pantyhose (needless to say, she wears them, too). Due to the nature of the job, it sometimes gets a bit rough. The other women resent her surprise visits, her air of superiority and her passing criticism. They'd rather not be subject to inspection, but they go along with it for the sake of their position.

Zoey starts of defensive, assuring Tilly that she's wearing premium nylons. Tilly gets right up in her face and tells her she'll be the judge of that. Then, without taking her eyes of Zoey, she says they'd better lock the door, for fear of being interrupted. She turns and does just that. The air is electric. Zoey just wants to get it done and over with but is ready to put up a fight if Tilly fires any more insults her way. Sure enough, it happens and the women launch at each other, their hands automatically going for hair. They're locked in a power struggle for several minutes, hair pulling, swaying back and forth and pushing each other. Then they fall to the couch without breaking the position and from there slide to the ground.

Up next are the tits. With their blouses slightly unbuttoned, their cleavage is visible and ripe for clawing. In one simultaneous motion, they go for each other's breasts, clawing and kneading while rolling on the floor, their nylon clad legs tightly interlocked. Panting and sweating, rubbing their thighs together in an effort to gain traction, they work each other into a pantyhose catfight frenzy. Blonde vs brunette, inspector versus employee struggling for ultimate domination.