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Journey To Work And Mary My Mature Nylon Tights PaA story of how my boring mundane work journey was made bearable by fantasising about a lady who used to get on my train each day, her inspiration for this story came from her gorgeous nylon clad legsthe lady was real sadly the story is made up…One day on the train to work, the mature lady who most days i shared a train carriage with on the way to work, asked if I liked what I saw when I overdid the fleating glances at her vey smart work attire.Her attire of smart black blazer, white blouse, with lacy bra (sporting a more than ample bosom), tight just above the knee pencil skirt, black sheer very shiny seamed nylon possibly 7 denier and 5″ black stiletto heels, she was always immaculately dressed from top to bottom and the seams on her nylons were never ever crooked.This lady was always on my train and I usually found a way to sit not too far away from those luscious legs, she’d sit there with one leg crossed over the other for most of the journey tantalising us by switching legs every so often but never ever showing more leg than from the knee down, her skirt never ever showed above the knee.It was fascinating watching how many men just sat for most of the journey trying to make it not too obvious what they were doing, (and failing badly) we were this lady’s slaves but the best bit was NOT KNOWING! WHAT SHE HAD ON UNDERNEATH HER CLOTHES! Was it tights? (if so they looked very expensive probably wolford) or a Suspender belt and stockings combo? (after all being an older lady she would have grown up wearing these) or a bodysuit or girdle with attached suspenders and stockings? Or lacy top hold ups? I almost sent myself mad over the years trying to work it out, I’m sure a few of us would have sold our souls to see a glimpse of stocking top or a full length nylon leg.One day a young girl sat in the same carriage and she had a short skirt and I mean SHORT! SHORT!, short enough so that if she crossed her legs the white triangle of her panties would be on show, of course we didn’t ignore her, who could, we`re men and that magic white triangle is the 8th wonder of the male world, but even still most male eyes were cast on our glamorous grilf and I think she knew this, she had such a way in her manor and the way she carried herself and the way men admired her was breath taking she had a class about her that is sadly lacking in todays young ladies.The day she spoke to me I must have really over done the stares and admiration and the carriage was empty it was just me and her in the row we were sat in, she just simply said “excuse me” i was taken back and just said “hello” she carried on “do you know you always sit in the same carriage as me, you have done every day for maybe 5 years now and I don’t even know your name ” this darıca escort took me by surprise so I told her my name and she introduced herself as Mary, we both said “hello pleased to meet you uncannily at the same time ” she took a pause and then she shocked me by saying ” do you know young man for most of the last 5 years you’ve spent most of our daily journey sat looking at my legs. Well what could I say, I was busted, I replied “sorry its a boring journey and they are very nice legs”, “do you mind if I ask how old you are”? She said “65 next week ” “WOW!” I replied ” 65 with legs of a 30 year old, how do you keep them so good”, ” well I walk a mile to work and back each day and walk my dog every night and at the weekends” she added “.she told me, As it happens I’m retiring tomorrow, I’m retiring with my husband he’s a photographer and were going to spend some time together and travel. I’ve done this journey for 35 years and just thought id let you know that you’ll have to find another pair of ladies legs to focus your attention on, with this she sort of gave me a look of apology, i thought it would be the decent thing to tell you in case you thought i died”. With this she let out a girly giggle that was very cute.I told her it was a shame and the journey wouldn’t be the same without seeing her legs every day, it really brightened up my day, and that I’d probably never find legs of that class to look at ever again, as the ladies of today just don’t dress like that.I got a bit brave and wanted to know what kind of nylon she wore, i made up an excuse and said i`d like to buy the same style for my wife (ah-ha at last ill find out stockings or tights ) she smiled and said “ah! that would be telling” , oh! “Ok” I said “sorry I went to far, bit too personal, she wouldn’t look as good as you in them anyway”She told me off for that comment “thats not fair I bet she’s a lovely lady”, I replied “sorry don’t get me wrong she’s lovely but she’s a bit short in the leg department and as you well know I like nothing more than to see a nylon clad leg.When she told me off with some authority in her voice, I became aroused, it gave me quite a hard on, and I was trying to concentrate but I kept imagining her feet rubbing my cock until I released my creamy load over her nylon feet, being there was 20 years between us it was like being told off by an older aunt or dare I say my mum.We then made idle chat about what she’d do in retirement and she told me she didn’t know apart from travelling, it was a real shame apart from her georgeous nylon legs that she was retiring because we seemed to hit it off, not that anything would happen just in a friendly way it was quite sad that this would probably be the last time we met.We were nearing her stop, she gets off one stop before escort darıca me and I was already missing those legs, i thought god what a boring journey it would be from now on without my nylon fix, I wished her well in her retirement and cheekily told her not to give up on the nylon a lot of men Will miss out, and you`ve made a lot of men happy over the years this made her do the girly laugh thing again, I also asked for her number but she ,said “sorry, I’m not that type of girl, married is married I’m afraid anyway your nearly young enough to be my son”…AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR WIFE!, CONCENTRATE ON YOUR MARRAIGE! said again in her authoritive give me an instant hard on voice.I told her i was Sorry I wasn’t thinking, looking down like a told off school boy, she politely smiled and slowly stood up and i watched as she smoothed her skirt down for the last as the train was just approaching her stop said ” well nice to meet you, and thanks for making an old lady feel very special over last few years, ” my pleasure” I replied and as she stood up i stood up with her and she put her hand out to shake but I lifted it up and kissed it and said “thank you”. The train pulled into the station and she got off and I watched as those gorgeous nylon legs walk down the platform and out of my life for the last time, as she turned to go through the ticket barrier she turned around and knowing I was looking gave a little wave goodbye and and blew me a little kiss.I sat back down in my seat feeling a little dejected, but pleased we’d spoke, she truly was as I guessed a truly classy lady, I thought one day I may bump into her as she only lives a stop away on the train but that was 5 miles and I don’t even see my neighbour from month to month so what the chances were slim.Five minutes later my train pulled into the station and asi walked over to the same side of he train mary got off from I was just about to leave the train when i looked down and noticed a glossy black carrier bag that had sort of blended into the seat, i thought oh! She`s left a bag and she`ll never get it now she`s retired,on the side of the bag was written in posh gold lettering ” luxury legs”,I opened it, and inside was a parcel wrapped in very expensive looking paper. On the tag it said “to my favorite leg fan love mary x”.I got off the train and nearly ran to my car in the car park to open the present, when I got in my car I made sure no one was around and ripped open the wrapping paper and out on my lap dropped a pair of wolford barely black seamed 7″ denier tights/pantyhose and a pair of the same colour style stockings still in the packets, there was also an envelope I opened it up and looked at the letter inside it read.”Dear Mr nylon fan thanks for the time spent looking at my legs each day, sometimes it made darıca escort bayan my day after a hard day at the office, I’ve told my husband how you admire my legs and he really gets off on it, so as a special treat we bought the stockings/tights for your lady, I’ve presumed she’s medium to large, hope I’m correct, and not being rude, if not maybe you can get some pleasure from them yourself (well it is 2016) also i bet you wondered if I wore stockings or tights, we`ll now you know, as you can see I wore both depending on my mood, I could always see you guessing and trying to find the clasps of my suspender belt or if id slip up and give you a glimpse of thigh if it was a stocking top and I know i never did LOL! that’s why for all your hard work you deserve an extra special treat, open up the inside of the stockings packet and you Will find some photos in there.I hurriedly opened the stockings packet and out fell 2 photos, one of her in stockings and suspenders the other tights both of her dressed in her everyday office uniform, that i`d seen and admired for the last 5 years, the lacy blouse and bra, black skirt and heels there was one of Mary sat at a desk with her legs crossed like how she sat on the train in a wrap over skirt open to just above her bottom showing her legs, her black 7 denier barely black seamed stockings and her suspender belt.”WOW! …AT LAST THE FULL LEGS SHOT ” she showed a delicious helping of sexy milky white thigh and the suspenders were pulled tight stretching the nylon material to the limit “SO SEXY” the other photo she was in another skirt that had been especially worn for the photo as it was easy to raise up, and was taken expertly by her photographer husband to reveal her nylon clad in her tights bottom on show with a pair of lacy black panties underneath, this was all the more sexy for showing one side of the waistband making it look really natural and being they were wolford tights they had no joins so looked like she’d been poured into them like her legs were meant to be a monument to the god of nylon. I don`t know if i`ll ever see mary again but i`ve had many a private moment with my two photos i gave my wife the nylon as a present, sadly all i got was “oh! Trying to get me to dress up again” she did wear the tights out one night and looked quite good in them, i got her to wear black heels with them but she didn`t look as good as mary and my wife is 20 years younger than her, i talked her to give me a nylon foot job finish after making her cum very hard whilst fucking her in the tights from behind that night and for once she got into it making me cum more than my usual amount (obviously i was thinking of mary`s delicious feet wanking my cock as i was cumming) i took some a photo`s for me of my wifes cum covered toes and feet and also have had a few private moments imagining marys feet giving me a footjob, I have even worn both the tights and stockings (my lady hates stockings so they have sadly stayed unworn by her).HAPPY RETIREMENT MARY…..I`LL MISS YOU!

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