To Be Realized?

I greet him at the door, he enters and I walk up the stairs to my apartment in front of him giving him a good look at my ass and my hose covered legs. He’s brought a bottle of white wine, we open it in the kitchen and then take our glasses into the next room. Some jazz is playing low and scented candles provide a relaxed ambience. I cross the room and sit on the sofa, patting the seat next to me. He joins me there never taking his eyes off my legs. Sitting next to me he tells me he likes my shoes I smile and thank him, telling him how handsome he looks in his suit coat. He blushes and takes a sip of his wine. We begin with small talk, "Where are you from?" "What do you do?" His eyes travel hungrily up and down my body, but always returning to my dark nylon covered legs.

The small talk has relaxed him a bit and then I ask, “Have you ever been with anyone like me before?” the question has caught him off guard and he sputters before lowering his eyes and answering, “No,” then quickly adding, “But I’ve always wanted to.” His face is bright red and I give a wicked little smile at having caused this. We continue talking but now I steer the subject towards sex. He’s shy but confesses to an encounter with one of his friends when he was a teen. I almost like watching him squirm but I have another agenda tonight.

He keeps staring at my legs and when finally there is a long pause in the conversation I ask him, “Would you like to feel how smooth they are?” He nearly spills his wine setting it hastily on the coffee table, and then tentatively touches my nylon covered knee. Slowly he begins to move his hand back and forth along my knee and lower leg. I lean back into the pillows of the sofa and uncross my legs. He takes his hand away but only for a moment as he shifts his position on the sofa, then it’s back on my knee and inching higher.

I ask if he likes how it feels and his eyes look into mine, he nods yes and then nearly under his breath says, “I like it very much.” I reach out with my right hand and run my fingers through his hair, then gently push him forward as I ask, “Would you like a taste?” In an instant he is on his knees in front of me and my ankle is in his hands. He begins with tentative kisses and then is pressing his lips into my hose covered flesh. His tongue travels over the top of my foot and up to my ankle as he delicately holds my high heel in his hand. Then his mouth is moving up my leg and sending shivers down my spine.

Watching him I see his hidden passion set free, he is gently making love to my pantyhose covered legs and the tent in his trousers is proof of his desire. As his lips reach my knee I slowly and slightly part my legs and he buries his face between my thighs. His breathing is harder and his hands are traveling up and down my legs from my heels to the hem of my skirt. I raise one foot and feel the hardness between his legs. He looks up into my eyes and I nod my assent.

Slowly his fingers begin to trace a path beneath my skirt…