Both my dad and Mr. Palermo were members. The Palermos came and picked me up and then dropped me off at their house to baby sit, which meant Mr. Paler...o also drove me back home. It was this first time alone with Mr. Palermo driving me home that I had my first gay sexual encounter.Maybe it is because of my looks. I am 5’11” and only 145 pounds. I have shaggy long brown hair and kind of a high voice, but as Mr. Palermo drove me home he unzipped his pants and began asking me strange questions. He. ?A boyfriend introduced me to joys of pantyhose about two years ago when he presented me with the best pantyhose there are: Wolford. Putting them on and wearing them is orgasmic. No other pantyhose in the world feel like Wolford. I had always worn pantyhose before getting my Wolfords, but it was because I had too. I work in an office where women are required to dress in business attire; and that meant pantyhose too. But getting my first pair of Wolfords changed all that... I started looking at. I love to be used. There are no words to describe it. Very, very soon you fill my mouth with your salty cum and you make me swallow every single drop of it, holding my chin up with your hand. When you are finished with me, you step away and you kick the pile of your jeans and boxers away on the floor."Baby, can I have something to drink?" are the first words spoken, the first words I say.You look at me with your known, yet unfamiliar and distant smile.You simply say "No." and turn your head. After fixing the slight problem Iwas on my way to work as I grumbled thinking that Kriss was the one whomessed with my seat and mirrors. I made a mental note to ask her laterwhen I got back home.Soon enough I made it into work with time to spare and donned the workvest and clocked in for the day. The day went like usual, Sean had theday off so I didn't see him today, thankfully, so it was more pleasantall the way round for everyone. There were only two things that stoodout to me that day..