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“I want to try something new. Or different, I guess.” He whispered to me as we sat in the cute little coffee shop downtown. “I’m so bored and frustrated. She doesn’t want to try anything new or fun.” Rain patted at the large glass panes in front of us, coming down in lazy sideways splats that ran down the glass, giving me an idea. I scooted closer to him and squeezed his knee. My hand roamed high up on his married thigh, and I smirked at him. His wedding band stopped tapping against his coffee mug as he looked back at me.
“I have an idea, but I don’t know if you’ll like it.” My gaze scanned the man before me. He was the definition of masculine. Sleek, strong muscles bulged all over his tall frame. A sexy silver sprinkled beard, that I constantly wanted rubbing between my thighs, topped off his “Boys boy,” appeal. There was absolutely nothing feminine about him, but I wanted him in pantyhose.
His First Time In Pantyhose
“Would you wear pantyhose for me?” There was a small silence between my words and his slow smile, then he nodded. I squealed a giddy sound and clapped my hands together. It’d be so hot for me, seeing his big cock straining under the nylon. The thought of it alone had me squirming in my seat, so I jumped up from the table and said, “Let’s go buy you a pair of suntan nude pantyhose.” He just shook his head, paid our bill, and walked me to the car.
I couldn’t really tell how he was feeling about the idea when we got back to the hotel after a quick shopping trip. He’d been quiet, but I couldn’t wait another second to see his cock covered by the pantyhose. “Undress for me.”
He watched me as he removed his clothing. I pulled open the package and rolled up one leg of the pantyhose so I could help him put them on. I squatted and had him lift his right foot. Sinking his toes into the leg and rolling it up his calf. Then the other leg and I moaned watching the silky fabric encase his legs. I pulled them high over his waist and immediately let my palm rub over his already hard cock. He groaned, and I knew I’d made the right choice. “How does it feel?” I asked while pushing him back on the bed. He sat, and his legs opened so I could fit between them. My long nails dragged over the head of his cock, and he gasped.
“So good.”
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