As a matter of fact, it was through Tom that I had met Doug. As time progressed, it seemed that the two of them were inseparable. In fact, Tom often s...ent the night, with the two of them going to work together the next morning, sharing the same car. I came home from work one day, exhausted from a day dealing with dumb customers and stupid supervisors. I needed a shower very badly. I passed by the bathroom and heard the shower running. I opened the bathroom door and took off my clothes,. .. perfume. "What... what's going on?" I asked, looking around suspiciously, half expecting one of my friends to jump out laughing at their joke. "It's a Cinderella thing," she said, sounding just a little annoyed, "And I'm here to make ya an offer that ya can't refuse..." I took a deep breath and stood up tall, ignoring the fact that she'd come closer to me and was giving me a speculative look while puffing her cigar. "And what would that be?" I asked, trying to hide my disbelief. She rolled. She giggled and said, “Okay honey…” when I said that.For the most part the massage started off as a typical massage, working the neck, back and butt at first. But as she got down towards my legs she grabbed both of my ankles and spread my feet apart so they were hanging just off the corners of the table. As she worked my left leg she began at my foot and slowly worked up the back of my thighs. At first I was thinking maybe she was too cautious as she was only massaging the top and outside of my. I stuttered a yes and then she shocked me again by asking did I wear them, I shyly nodded, this brought another smile to her face and she asked did they fit nice and did I like the look and feel of them as they were very sheer and silky, again all I could do was nod.She told me not to be so shy as we're friends and then she let me into a secret, she knew her husband used to like wearing her tights as they were never in the same place in her undies drawer where she put them and that one evening.