The fourth and fifth weeks you called me on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. The sex was always great but I knew I was getting myself into some emotion...l trouble. I knew I was falling for you. I wanted more than sex from you and I wanted to give more than sex to you.But then last Saturday night I got a surprise from you. Instead of calling me, you texted me telling me you wanted me and you sent me a picture. You were wearing a white silk g-string with a matching shelf bra and white thigh high. "Too bad she won't have that by the end of the next couple weeks." Hannah winced in shame."Can I touch it, Ms. Ellis?" Tamika asked."What? No!" Hannah protested, her red face peeking from behind her hands.I looked at Hannah for a moment, silently scolding, then back to Tamika, "yes you may."Tamika, with ginuine curiosity on her face, reached out and lightly placed her finger tips on Hannah's pubic mound. "It's so soft," Tamika whispered, beginning to rub gently. She then bent slightly to see as. His fetish is so strong that even a man in pantyhose is appealing to him. He's 33 and has been a life long admirer and wearer of pantyhose. Until I met him, pantyhose was just something that women and girls wore, there was no sexual connection attached to pantyhose.That changed when I met Tony. I was 19 and a swimmer, he was 23 and a rugby player. He said he noticed me in a skirt, with tan pantyhose, T-shirt and flats. He said my legs mesmerized him. I'm 5' 3 127lbs, with strong legs and toned. “So, that’s the about me and sexology lesson over. You simply experienced a perfectly natural behaviour which happens too many of us and it took you by complete surprise. My knickers were instrumental but are not to blame it came from inside of you.”“Oh, good,” I said, “so it was just a momentary or flash in the pan thing, I haven’t suddenly become changed in my sexuality.”“More like a flash in the knicker department,” she chuckled. “No, but you haven’t necessarily become straight again, you.