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She was twenty-one, but she only looked like she was eighteen. Moreover, the way she was dressed this morning standing in the hallway, just inside the front door, she could have been a young model. Her name was Jan and I had known her since she was probably only seven years old. She had been dating my son for the past 6 years or so. However, they had broken up about six months ago. I had only seen her once since they broke up. I had a heart attack and she came to see me while I was still in the hospital.
Looking at her now standing there in the hallway made me wish I were still twenty-one. Jan was short; maybe when she stretched she would reach the five feet mark. She had long red hair and was cute as a button.
Nevertheless, the best thing today was the way she was dressed. She had a black long sleeve leotard over dark black tights with seams running up the backs of the legs. I guess she read my mind because she told me she was on her way home from school. Apparently, she had a dance class for her last period.
I really didn't care why she was dressed like she was, I just couldn't think of what to do next. All I could do was stare. She knew my son wasn't at home because his truck wasn't in the driveway. I asked her if everything was okay. She smiled and nodded her head yes. Finally I just turned around and walked back into the living room. I heard her following me. I sat down on the couch and she sat down next to me. Not too close, though. She folded her legs up underneath her body, as she sat down, and took her shoes off.
Now I'm a sucker when I see a woman with tights or hose on without their shoes. I tried not to stare too much. However, she looked so sexy. I couldn't think of anything to say so we started talking about how she was doing in school. Then she told me she missed seeing my wife and me. Sheused to come over to do her homework with my son every night. I remember one night they were going running after they finished studying and she walked into the house with a white unitard on. It covered her body from her neck down to her feet. Nothing on underneath, either. Talk about showing off everything she had. Geez, I still think of her dressed like that all the time.
Let me get back to this story. Jan and I talked about school and what she had been doing with herself. She said she hadn't been doing much. She was still into the physical fitness thing, and I told her it showed. She stretched out on the couch towards me. She was short enough that she still couldn't get that close to me. I could tell that she had something on her mind, I just couldn't think of what it could be. She raised one of her legs up so she could rub her foot, saying that her feet were more sore than usual because of some new steps they were learning. When she did that I could see the little rise of her mound stretching the material of her tights and leotard. Moreover, I could have sworn I saw the leotard glistening where her moisture had soaked through.
Anyway I told her to move down to where I could rub her feet for her. She did and when she put her feet down they were right on top of my crotch. Well, when she did that she had to know the effect she was having on me.
It felt so good I know I started twitching but she just kept her feet right where they were. I picked up one of her feet and starting rubbing it very gently at first, enjoying it very much. Just the feeling of those black
tights against my fingers was about ready to make me loose everything. I moved one hand up underneath her knee and slowly tickled her until she seemed to be ready for anything. She had on just enough perfume to smell so good even after having sweat in dance class.
I couldn't help myself, anymore. She was starting to quietly moan and justlooking at her little body in those tights and leotard just made me loose control. I raised her foot up a little and put my mouth around her big
toeand suck it through her tights. Her feet were so petite that I could havegotten all five toes in my mouth, but why be a glutton. That most have hit the right button on Jan. She sat up real quick and pulled me off the couch towards my bedroom. Just watching her walk in front of me was getting me more excited. By the time we reached the bedroom I had my shorts and pulled down to my ankles so all I had to do was step out of them. It was pretty dark in the bedroom and she couldn't tell that I didn't have any shorts on until she pulled me down on the bed. Of course it didn't make any difference by then. She cupped me in her hand. I could feel everything sneaking up to the tip ready to come out so I moved her hand off and
tried to kiss every part of her body. First still with the tights and leotard on then just with the tights on then with nothing on. Her whole body was so sweet tasting. Neither of us could wait any longer. We both made fast, carefree love to each other. It was great. She looked so sweet lying there with her red hair on the pillow. By the way she is a true redhead. We lay there for a few minutes until I happened to look at the clock. My son was due home within fifteen or twenty minutes.
I don't think Jan was worried about getting caught but I certainly was. I told her to hurry and get dressed. Which when you think about it shouldn't take long to put on tights and a leotard. She got dressed and was standing in front of the bathroom mirror combing her hair. By that time all I wanted to do was take her back to bed with me. However, I kept my urges in check.
She was finally ready and I walked her out to her car. She looked up at me and ask if she could stop by again tomorrow. I knew better but I said yes anyway. All I could think about, as she was driving away, was how good she looked and how good she was. That entire night it was all I could do to keep my mind of her. I knew I was going to dream about what had happened. I just hope I didn't talk in my sleep.
The next morning I was more excited than I can remember being in a long time. This was my son's late day at school. So if Jan came over I knew we'd have longer than the day before. I didn't have anything to do while I was waiting so the time felt like it was just dragging by. Moreover, I didn't know for sure if she was even going to come by or not. Every time I heard a car door I go to the window to see if it was her. Then there she was knocking on the front door. I couldn't wait to see what she was wearing.
I wonder what the neighbors were thinking. Most of them were at work anyway.
I went to the front door and slowly opened it. She was standing there looking so sexy this time dressed in a red long sleeve leotard and a pair of red tights. Jan walked passed me in the hall and grabbed my hand pulling me along to the couch. We both sat down and practically in the same position we were in the day before. As soon as she put her feet in my lap I came to life. She wasn't moving her feet around much but then again it didn't take much. This time she said she wanted to talk first. My heart sank when she said that. I just knew she was having second thoughts or that she was feeling guilty. She jumped up off the couch and walked to wear she had put her gym bag down. All I could look at was her tight little butt all encased in red. She picked up the gym bag and brought it back to the couch and sat down next to me.
She sat down with her legs underneath her like she was almost kneeling. That just made that little red leotard show off her perfect little mound.
"Whatever you decide to do I won't be mad," she said. Well that kind of blew the mood. "Why don't you just tell me what you have in mind," I told her as I put my hands on her legs. Jan unzipped the gym bag and pulled out a light blue leotard and matching tights. I thought she wanted to change into those she had brought with her. Before she could say anything I said sure I didn't mind. She looked up at me and smiled and told me to shut up and listen before I said anything else.
Jan told me she had always had a fantasy about having sex with a man whom had tights and a leotard on. She told me she had never got up the nerve to ask any of the boys she had dated before because they probably would have made fun of her or spread it around that she was weird. "Plus," she said,"the only people she thought that might do it wouldn't look too good in them, anyway." I just looked at her for a minute and tried to take all of this in my feeble brain. The thought even crossed my mind that this was going to end up to be some kind of prank or dirty trick. However, when I looked at her all those thoughts disappeared. I took the tights and leotard out of her hand and looked at them. At least she had gotten the right size. I ran my hand up one of the legs and felt the soft fabric of the tights against my skin. All I could think of was how her body felt when she had them on. I didn't take me long to decide to go ahead and do what she wanted. "But not in front of you," I told her, "I'll go in the bedroom and call you when I'm ready."
I walked in the bedroom and started to take my clothes off. Then I sat down on the bed and pulled the tights slowly up and over my legs until I had to stand up to pull them up to my waist. I will have to admit that feeling was one of the greatest turn ons I had ever had. I stuck my legs through the openings in the leotard and pulled it up over my chest and slipped the arms through the long sleeves. That tight leotard pulling against my crotch was making it very difficult to move without my sperm ending up all over the
inside of the tights and leotard. I turned around and looked at myself n the mirror. I actually looked good. I don't know what it was about thoseleotards and tights but I felt so good and looked so good I didn't care
what I was, anymore. I turned off all the lights in the bedroom and sat down on the bed. I called out for Jan to come on back. She slowly walked in She made her way over to me and sat down. She put her hand on my thigh and ran it slowly up to my crotch. "You feel so good," she said, "now lets see how you look in those things." Before I could stop her she had gotten up and turned the light on in the bathroom, which lit up the part of the bed we were on. She made me lie back on the bed on my back then she had me roll over on my stomach. Next thing I knew she was on the bed next to me rubbing my legs from my feet to my butt.
"Now you know why I tell you that feels so good," She said. I rolled over on my back and pulled her on top of me. She couldn't keep her hands off my crotch and I couldn't keep my hands off hers. Finally I couldn't hold it any longer. I had one of the best orgasms I have ever had. I thought I would never stop. The more I moved around the more she rub my crotch. Then it was over.

It felt like everything below my waist was wet and sticky. Nevertheless, it really was a good feeling. That was the first time I had done that. It wasn't the first time I had worn tights and leotards and it won't be the last, especially with Jan. We laid there for a few minutes then she tookmy hand and put it on her crotch and I got to return the favor, through her tights. By the time I had finished with her she was almost as wet as I was.
I still don't know what that makes me by doing what we did and continuing to do it. Nevertheless, I don't care, you should try it. Even by yourself.


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