At the same moment I realized that they were soaked and when the familiar aroma hit me, my cock got even harder. It was cum, no doubt about it!"See, m... husband left you a present this morning"I was stunned, even that we had talked about this fantasy before, I never really thought she would actually do it.I kept savouring the smell of another mans semen and I was feeling so incredibly hot.She looked at me and took her cum soaked panties away from me."I think I have something better for you"She. For me it was, and always has been, pantyhose. Not stockings and that, but nude or suntan pantyhose. Probably a symptom of growing up in the 70's. I don't even really like black pantyhose that much. But to me writing is what gets me off, and this is all true stuff about my life in pantyhose. I have no reason to lie about any of this. As a matter of fact, these stories I'm going to write arent' that sensational, like Penthouse forum stories, so you probably WON'T have a hard time believing their. She combs and sprays somethingthat smells acrid. She's moving fast, paying some attention to almostevery part of the wig."Do you trust me?" she asks."Yes," I say, feeling good. Odd, but good."Do you want to be pretty?"I know the answer is yes. I've never felt this way before, but rightnow, this second, the answer is very much yes."Yes," I say."Then open your eyes."I open my eyes and look into the hand mirror she is holding before me.In the mirror is an extremely pretty, dramatic, fiery girl. I felt my self-length as I looked at her. “What are you doing today?” I asked her. She leaned back on the rail post pushing her breasts out at me as the sun sparkled in her short blond hair. “I don’t know. Maybe we could go down to the lake and just enjoy the day.” She turned more to me bending her right leg so that her puffy swollen woman hood came into view. “I would love to get some Sun.” I was now fully erect as I looked at her cleanly shaved nether lips. “I will make us a lunch and we can.