"So why don't you touch them?" She said looking straight into my eyes. Did I hear what she just said?, I repeated the words in my head trying to work ...ut if I had heard this correctly."I put them on for you; I know you like fully fashioned black stockings."How did you know? I asked. She told me that she had been looking at my Facebook profile and could see I was a member of a few black stocking fetish pages.She got out her phone and showed me a page called "Katies Stockings" "Fuck me that is my. ..it felt good, I stood there for a moment in the bar's beer garden, no one was a round, I didn't care if anyone noticed my bare ass as the breeze continued to blow. I felt a warm body behind me and I moved forward and turned around, it was Lola, good old Lola, still watching me! She looked so sexy with her hair down, I went up to her and brushed her hair from her forehead...Lola held my hand and kissed it tenderly, she lead me to sit on one of the garden tables, I smelt the raw earth around us. .. of course I was she was hot. Listen I ave met some women and they have not been my type, sex has been nice but not great and getting a second erection is not a given... I won't write about them as it would not be as flattering to the woman, heck sex has just been a physical act of ejaculation. women like this one on the other hand... who needs viagra, a hot body and a pretty face is all I need... Anyway the icing on hte cake was when we got back to our cars... she grasped my hand and moved. Man, was my mind working overtime. We finally arrived at the restaurant and we all headed in. Debbie would smile my way from time to time. She had a gorgeous grin and perfect white teeth. We all were seated in short order at a cozy table for four. I sat across from Debbie. Joyce was to my left; John was seated to my right. The waiter introduced himself as he brought over our menus. We ordered a bottle of red wine and continued our conversation. John was especially talkative. He probably had not.