"Hi!" I mumbled."I see you like support on your legs like me." He said "What do you mean?" I asked "Shit man, you are wearing pantyhose like me aren't...you?" I mumbled a 'yes' wondering where Elliot had gone. "Cool!! You are so sexy in your hose, do you want to feel mine? "Maybe" I responded, "Do you like guys in hose?" "Yes, I do, but so few wear them and even fewer shave their legs and look as hot as you do when jogging, I just love the feeling of pantyhose all over my legs and bum." "I. I push you against the worktop grabbing your thighs lift you to a sitting position on the worktop.I lift your dress and push your legs wide apart your pussy exposed to me smooth very wet and filled with my spunk. “fuck please I want your cock” she moans but little does she know!! I have other plans my mouth goes straight to her hot pussy. Fuck I love it my tongue licking her hard clit slipping deep inside her wetness tasting our sex fuck she is cumming already. I push two fingers in her cunt. And I was disoriented. My life was a very structured and predictable thing. I went to work every morning, to the same job I'd held for a dozen years. Each evening I came home to my wife and kids, to the same house we'd lived in for seven years, and retired to the same bed. Nothing new had happened to me, it seemed, in years. I certainly hadn't fallen asleep in a strange place for a very long time -- not since before I'd been utterly tamed by marriage sixteen years ago.Try as I might, I could. I took out my father’s car out of garage, he doesn’t like anybody touching his car. Sorry, Dad. The next thing I did was to go into the hair stylist next town and spend little extra money and time to change my hairdo. He cut my hair and shampooed it. (It was good since I couldn’t wash my hair this two days for not letting water to get to my injuries.) I then went to mall. .Time to change baby!CHAPTER 2:I always thought about thinking trying to act cool to impress everyone. I always failed.