I personally am not into watersports, but since I am into pleasing men no matter what their fetish is, I have had a very experience with that! It was a couple of years ago, when I was at a bar and strutting around in four inch heeled ankle boots, a short black low cut dress, and sheer stockings with no panties. Two guys came on to me and the next thing I kne...
I'm on my bed on my knees, my skirt pulled tight and just a little high, exposing my control-top pantyhose to your eager eye. My feet are dangling over the edge of the bed and you, my little pantyhose-slut, are standing behind me, dressed in your sexy schoolie outfit and mary-janes. Your face is made up in a prissy, sissy, teen-girl way and your hair is fini...
Please tell me what you think! I'm I the only married man that enjoys having his wife in pantyhose? Am I the only man who is lucky to have a wife that enjoys role playing? * Well, I woke up alone in bed. Holly must be in the kitchen, as she has to have coffee. She has always been an early riser. Me, not so much and have never been a morning person. I wasn'...
Saturday morning I got up and immediately checked my e-mail and voice mail – nothing from Lauren! I took advantage of my free time and got a lot of stuff done around the house and also ran a few errands. After lunch I signed back on to the computer and found my next e-mail from Lauren. I noticed she was now copying Jen on the e-mails. Lauren said in her e-ma...
Chapter Two - Becoming Mila Mila slept in a satin nighty and panties that night but she was untucked of course. There was no sign of Peter Randal and she had the apartment to herself. She had practiced her makeup for a while and walking in heels and then after a light dinner she retired. She had tried on her sister's clothes and divided them into two piles...
Anita sat on the edge of the bench at the end of the aisle, trying on another pair of heels. She admired them in the mirror, analyzing her pantyhosed feet. We had been shopping for over an hour and this was only the first store we had gone to. Most men would be bored of this but not me. Anita preyed on my nylon fetish viciously, especially in public. She en...
"We have to WIN!" my wife slammed her fist in mock anger as we sat on our deck, drinks in hand. "Okay, okay!" I laughed, holding my hands up in the universal signal for "I give up!" Every year our friends hosted a costume party for Halloween and every year, in large part due to our crazy, hectic schedules, Donna and I ended up cobbling together last-minut...
Chapter Fourteen – Supergirls Bangkok "I've fucking had it with Jason!" Michele spat at Rod Latham "That fuckwit tracked me down and found me in a bar in Naples and created an absolute shitfight. And every night I'm here in the club he carries on like a petulant child whenever I work a punter and in particular Lieutenant Steve Winters who is one of our...
Chapter Three - Tunnel Penelope awoke on Saturday morning and after she had showered and recovered enough from her hangover she sent Brin Longmire a text to which she got no response. She had a busy day packing up and moving into her new apartment so she didn't really care that he didn't respond. She moved her stuff into her pokey little apartment which was...
Part Three - The Cost of Doing Business The woman is slim. Mauve satin blouse, navy-blue skirt, black high-heeled pumps. The hem of her skirt teases the backs of her knees. Taupe stockings with black seams. She's attractive; heavily madeup and her black bob is obviously a wig but of good quality. She falls to her knees and smiles. A faceless man approaches...