True Story from one of you sexy men!
I was raised by my step mother. When I was about 15 years old, she started complaining to me that she had leg cramps. One Sunday afternoon when everyone was out of the house, she came over to where I was sitting on the couch watching television. She asked me to move over and laid with her head on the pillow at one end. She was wearing a dress and had taupe seamed stockings on and no shoes. She placed her feet on my left thigh and pulled her dress up and held her hand between her legs, covering herself with her dress. She asked me to rub her calves because her legs hurt. Now, my step mother was about 35 at the time and quite attractive. She was probably about 5’4″, weighed about 110 lbs and she had very nice slender legs. Her dress was up far enough for me to see the tops of her stockings and the garter attachments holding them up. The way she was holding the dress between her legs also showed the edges of her ivory slip.
I squeezed and massaged her calves as she laid her head back and closed her eyes. She kept saying “Mmmmm” and telling me how good it felt. The feel of her shiny, smooth stockings really turned me on. I kept squeezing the back of her calves so I could feel the seam. I remember hoping she wouldn’t look down and see how hard I had become. I then moved my massage up to her knees and the back of her knees. She slightly moved her knees further apart and moved her hands up behind the back of her head. She never opened her eyes.
I don’t know how I got the courage but I began to slide my open palms up and down the inside of her thighs even touching the bare skin at the top of her stockings. I can’t tell you how badly I wanted to slip my fingers inside the edge of her matching ivory panties but I just didn’t have the nerve. I was breathing so hard I knew I was about to get in trouble. At that point the phone rang and I jumped up to answer it. When I came back she was in the back yard hanging up the wash on the clothesline to dry.
That never happened again and we never spoke about it. I can tell you, however, I have fantasized and masturbated many many times over the last 40 years about that incident. I can still sense the smooth silky feeling of her stockings and it still turns me on.