Through my late teens and early twenties, I wore pantyhose nearly every day and each day would end the same; I would masturbate with me rubbing my hos...d legs together, imagining myself as any one of those sexy hosiery clad women I had burned into my memory throughout my adolescence. Like any fetish, the need to find more ways to keep your fetish relevant occurs and the desire to push the envelope creates more opportunities to share your fetish. I found myself cruising online sites and chat. "Okay."I watch her leave and hoping she comes back after the business is closed. I let everyone know that I am staying behind to finish off my last day.Everyone goes home, lights are out except in my department, and I hear a knock on the back door. I go to the back door, and there she is, a little red because she thinks she knows what is going to happen but does she really?We don't speak any words. I take her inbetween the aisles and start kissing her. A true and deep kiss this time. She wraps. After a few minutes Lady Sarah placed the butt-plug into my ass, giving me a hard spank when in place, pulling up my panties.“Time for me to get ready Briana....you are going to enjoy tonight’s fun, my sissy slut husband.”Lady Sarah then showered, as I knelt in the bedroom waiting to help dry and dress her, my ass filled with the butt-plug. After showering I helped Lady Sarah prepare herself, drying her wet body then assisting her dress. Dressing Lady Sarah in black basque, my hands smoothing. Jenny broke off the kiss and looked into my eyes, ‘more?’ she said. ‘More’ I replied and kissed her again, her mouth opened and her tongue snaked into my mouth, we kissed passionately for a few minutes as she held me tighter, her breasts pressed against my chest. When our lips finally parted she said ‘hows that for a first instalment?’ ‘That was fantastic’ I replied. ‘When do I get the next instalment?’ Jenny looked at me for a few seconds and then said ‘OK here’s the deal, If we are going.