Then a real stroke of luck: a job as a junior clerk in a bank. Life was going well and with my first pay packet I rented a tiny ground floor one-room ...partment in the worst neighbourhood in the city. I did not care. It was mine and I was proud of that. I was good at my job and after a couple of months my pay increased. I went shopping for a new suit for work.I did fine in the mall until I went into a shoe shop. There, while trying a pair of shoes, I spotted a young Asian woman who was trying on. But it wasn't all her. I was also tasting another man's cum. And I was ecstatic. The more I ate her, the more she writhed. I couldn't get enough and neither could she. I felt her legs tighten around my head as the first orgasm washed over her. My mouth was flooded with her cum...and the last of Dan's. I kept eating—feasting—until she came again. This continued two more times until she begged me to stop and let her breath.I slid up from between her legs and collapsed next to her. I softly. And I sat to a corner of my berth and she put her head close to my thigh and legs against window wall and slept. I could see her cleavage and I was slowly getting aroused. I am not a sex hungry guy but I like to make girls sleep on my lap and pet them, caress where ever possible and make love to them in a romantic manner.Anyway, back to story. Since I was sitting at corner of the berth and her head was touching my thigh, her cleavage was quite visible and man that sight and feeling was. I unbuttoned my jeans and slipped my thumbs inside the pantyhose and pushed them and my jeans down quickly to my ankles. I stepped out of my jeans and threw them into my locker to be dealt with in a few minutes.I knew I’d never be able to put pantyhose on in the locker room so when no one was looking I tugged them from my jeans, balled them up and placed them in my bag. It was a thrill to be in the room with so many horny boys with my pantyhose but in reality it would not have been fun for me.