Zorra Hot Girlfriend She stops running to get in the car to suck dick

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Zorra A married couple come to terms with his fetish in a way that suits them both.

TV, nylons, MF, mast

Chapter One.

Zorra I love the feel of the stockings on my legs. The elegant theatre of rolling the nylon and placing over my toes and then slowly stretching and smoothing them up my legs. The detail of clipping over the suspenders and then slipping my feet into the high heels.

I like to stand in front of the long mirror and let my eyes slowly rise from the black patent heels over the slight wrinkle of nylon on my instep, up my legs to the band of the stocking tops.

And then my cock slowly dripping pre-cum, pointing straight at the mirror.

Zorra This is how Mary found me.

I didn’t hear her return. I thought I had at least two hours to play and indulge my fantasy.

“WHAT THE FUCK…” was as far as Mary got before she almost coughed and stood in the doorway staring straight at me.

Zorra I froze, Mary froze. “AARRRRGGG” was her primal grunt and she turned and skipped downstairs and out of the door. I heard her car start as I was still fixed to the spot in the bedroom.

Did she already suspect?  Was that why she must have turned back from the trip to her sisters’ only 15 minutes after leaving?  So many thoughts whirled around my head. “What next..” being the primary one.

Zorra Mary and I had been married just over 5 years and we had both just turned 30.

We had good jobs which kept us busy and allowed a comfortable lifestyle we both enjoyed.

But the sex had tailed off in the last year.

Zorra Mary used to wear stockings and heels all the time before we got married. Then she would wear them for special occasions and into the bedroom. But the last year…. Our sex life had gotten stale and neither of us was really trying.

But I loved the stockings and heels. So much, I had taken to wearing them myself, just to feel the delicious pleasure on my skin. I would parade around the bedroom and then relax on the bed and masturbate until I was ready to come. My mind would be filled with images of Mary (and others).

Zorra Mary, my beautiful and still sexy wife. She is 5’9″ tall, only 1″ shorter than me. When she wore heels, rarely, she became my ‘better’ – my wife that I treasured. I would then stand in front of the mirror and spurt into my hands. And, don’t judge me for this, I would then lick my fingers and palms clean of spunk. I felt dirty but satisfied.

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Date: April 2, 2021