Also by then, she was dating because Mitchell was no longer a problem.~~~Almost a year had passed when I sold our house and Lana flew back to say good...ye to friends. What I didn’t know until then was that Jess and Lana talked extensively throughout that year. Lana, apparently, appreciated Jess “taking care” of me.On our final weekend, Jess wanted to take us out to dinner. Her business was doing very well and this would be her thank you for all my help in getting her started. She brought her. "OH GOD, LAURA!" As he looks into the mirror he can see the waist of the pantyhose on him. It isn't just disappearing, it's moving up his body. Covering his chest. His arms are now held tightly to his side, covered in black nylon. It wraps all around him, covering him. His last words are, "Please Laura Help m...," as his head is covered with the nylon. He falls to the floor, motionless. His body begins to shrink down, becoming shaped like a pair of pantyhose. As he flattens and finishes his. It did not! My cock was the hardest it ever was during that night. And it made Lenora enjoy it more too, knowing I was watching her and helpless. She told me this, years later. We had not spoken about what happened that night after the wedding. I did not want to bring it up to her and I thought she was embarrassed by it. So, we just forgot about it. I assumed it was a one time thing, until a couple of months later after that wedding night. We were invited to a brunch on a Saturday in early. The sight overwhelmed me. I hit the pause button and fantasized a while; I wanted to put my cock in; I wanted to suck her cunt; I wanted to bite it; I wanted to pour cream there and dip strawberries in it; I wanted to take a tiny sprout, put the seed in her anus and take a picture; I wanted to be a wasp and sting her clitoris; I wanted to tie her up and tickle her with a feather; I wanted two cocks so I could fuck her in the pussy and ass at the same time. Phew! I got carried away there. Now,.