I always believed my girlfriend Sara, (who is the secretary where I work) was interested in a co-worker named Steve. He is somewhat of a ladies man, as I've heard stories of his escapades. He is a rather imposing fellow, standing 6 foot one, 260 pounds. Steve would flirt with her whenever he had the chance even though he was engaged. I even asked her about...
Nylons and oral sex have been my obsessions for as long as I can remember. I am nearly 70 now, so that is a long time. When I was a teenager, women all wore stockings, no pantyhose and it was rare to see women in trousers. So, it was bare legs or stockings. My father always bought my mother her stockings, Bear Brand I think they were, and always shiny and...
Over the next fortnight, I was called upon regularly, by Jennifer to perform mundane tasks. I liked it best when she closely supervised my work. Allowing me perhaps, a whiff of her expensive perfume, a glimpse of her sensational legs, a whispered word of encouragement or even (oh heaven!) a gentle guiding touch. More often however, I was quickly abandoned wi...
She was sitting in her car, stuck in traffic. It was a blazing summer day, and seemed to be getting only hotter at rush hour. The concrete seemed to radiate heat. Even with the AC on, she was soaked in a thin layer of sweat. She couldn't wait to get home and get out of her work clothes. She had important meetings today, which meant two things: extra stress,...
In the early 1970s, before pantyhose replaced stockings, I had a neat experience on a local commuter airline. Shortly after boarding one morning, I seated myself in an aisle seat where I knew I would have a nice view of the stewardesses. On this flight, there was one particularly beautiful stew--a Chinese woman in her mid-20s, about 5'7", trim, and slender l...
The night my girlfriend discovered my fetish for nylons was the night we had sex for about the 4th time. We had been dating for a few months and I grew hornier each week that I was denied by her. During this first few months, we would only have enough time to see each other on the weekends so I spent each week fantasizing about her pantyhose she had worn i...
The last few months had taken a toll. Between the routine, endless ranch work and the long hours babysitting wealthy clients at the hunting camp, Ed had no time to relax and unwind since early fall. Not that he didn't love everything about the life of a modern Texas rancher, he did, but he needed a couple days of city lights and room service once in a while....
Amy Lynn Steel was seething with anger as she finished changing into the clothes that had been provided for her by her superiors and now stared intently into the full length mirror. Never in her life had she felt so much indignation; so much contempt for a system that was obviously still male dominated. "Heels," she scowled to herself as she looked at the b...
This is a story based on my fetish for sheer nylon and harem/genie costumes, combined with a great deal of wishful thinking. * I was eighteen and it was the late sixties in the London suburbs. I was aching to see a woman dressed in a harem/genie costume with sheer legs and sleeves, but I had no idea how to achieve this and nobody I knew ever held costume p...
One evening I was out with some friends from work, we went to a small bar that was crowded. As the evening progressed the bar thinned out and there was a woman sitting alone at one of the tables. She was in her late thirties and was wearing a white blouse with black slacks on. She was quite attractive. All of the guys that I was with were in the mid twenti...