Realising Our Fantasies Together
I was stood, looking at myself in the mirror. Maria, my wife, had gone to pick up some groceries and I was left to my own devices, and I had decided to open the package that had come the day before. Two pairs of pantyhose, in different styles and colors, one a velvety purple with intricate web patterns, the other a dark black sheen with stripes running down it. I had always found pantyhose and stocking a huge turn on, and for a good while that was my go-to when ever I was watching porn. I even bought pairs for Maria over the years, and she gratefully wore them, but these were just for me. My own shameful little secret. I had always wondered what they felt like enveloping my legs, but I had never …