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Stocking Wearer

It was a Saturday night and my wife said, “I want you to take me to one of those movie/peep shows with you. The ones where you jerk off while you watch the movie. I want to go with you.” “Why?” I asked. “Because I want to see what you like about them. You could watch a porno movie here and jerk off, why do you go there?” She had asked me about them before and had always wondered. “I just like to.” I said. “Do you ever see other guys there, you know other guys jerking off also?” “There are guys there, sure. But they each have their own booth.” “Didn’t you say some have holes to watch and do stuff through?” “Yes, a lot of them have ‘glory holes.’ That’s what they are called.” “Do you ever put your thing through the hole? “ “Ah, yes, I have.” “Did you get a blowjob then?” “Yes, I did.” “Was it good? “ “Yes.” “Do you always get a blowjob?” “NO. Just sometimes.” “Do you ever, you know.” “What?” “Do you ever – do it also?” “What?” “Do you ever put one in your mouth?” “NO, I haven’t” “Do you ever want to?” “No.” “Are you sure? Don’t you think about it? Don’t you think about doing it? Don’t you think about doing it when you are wearing my panties? When you put on your garter belt and stockings – don’t you think about it then?” “Ah… well.” My wife knew I loved wearing stockings, garter belt and panties. I’d been doing it for years and it stared when I always wanted her to wear them when we fucked. It really turns me on. Then one day she said, “If it turns you on so much, maybe you ...

... should wear them.” I agreed and put them on before we fucked. I was wonderful! I loved it. She would wear them also and sometimes it was just me. She knew I’d been trying on and wearing stockings because she found my stash once. This was her way of getting it out in the open. She repeated it: “Are you sure? Don’t you think about it? Don’t you think about doing it?” “Don’t you wear your garter belt, panties and stockings to the movies sometimes? You must think about it then. Do you do it then?” “No, I don’t do it.” “You wear your lingerie there don’t you?” “Yes, I do.” “Do you think about it then?” “Yes, I do think about it. Yes, I do.” She looked at me and said: “Go put on your black stockings, garter belt and panties. Go get them and let me watch you put them on. Put on your bra also.” I got my black lingerie out of my “special drawer” and she watched as I stripped and then put on my garter belt. Then I sat down and pulled up my stockings, fastened them and slipped my black panties up my stocking covered legs. I pulled out my black bra and after I put it on, I stuffed some stockings into the cups. My wife went into the bathroom and came back with some “Opium” perfume. She sprayed some on my bare stomach and then like I liked to do, she sprayed some on my panties. Then she did a spray around my bra and repeated my stomach and panties. “WOW.” I said. “I love the smell of that perfume.” She gave me her eyeliner and told me to put a little on. She said: “It’s turning you on, isn’t ...