Read On. I sat daydreaming looking at my wife dressed in a short skirt and blackheels with sheer nude hose. Hanes silk reflections barely there! She always dressed so nice for Thanksgiving. Listening to a relative drone on about his doings I thought back to last Sunday morning. I had just come back from taking the kids to Sunday school, she was dressed and ironing her clothes for the upcoming Sitting on the edge of my bed as I slip into my black sheer pantyhose, a feeling of sensual dominance washes over me. I am to be worshiped tonight. The clock turns 7 and, along with my pantyhose, I'm wearing a black leather mini skirt and a red satin corset. As a Queen dressed like a Goddess I am ready to be worshiped.
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My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of which were taken in good humour and a playful slap. Anne had asked me round to fix a problem on her computer, quite a regular occurrence! And so I went up to her office and booted up the PC to see what she had done this time. After 20 minutes or so of messing around, I called her up to show her what I had done. She came into her office and I briefly glanced down and noticed her barely black nylon covered feet exposed beneath her trousers. I jokingly patted my lap and told her to sit down, she laughed it off but I persisted and she sat on my lap as I explained what I had done to her PC. As she sat on my lap I rested one hand on her thigh and with the other hand I used the mouse and explained what she needed to do in future.
When I was 18 my family lived in the English Midlands. My parents both worked for a pharmaceutical firm and they were working at its English subsidiary. We lived in a small village about 20 miles outside of Birmingham. Because both my parents worked they could afford to send me to a public school—which in England means a private school. The school was in the city, and I would ride in with parents every morning and ride back home again every evening.
I come over to your place and knock on the door. You answer the door wearing a tight fitting black top, mini skirt and pantyhose. You give me a kiss as I walk through the door. After the door is closed, I give you a kiss back. I'm laying naked under the comforter in the dark watching tv as you come into the room. You just got back from a girls night out on the town. I watch you as you slowly strip out of your clothes. That and having to move 3 times during high school crippled my social life.