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I have just read a story on here that reminded me of an experience i had as a teenager whilst in the boys brigade, i had only just started noticing the fairer sex and although no actual sexual activity took place, it is one of my fondest memories...sometimes stories have the saying "less is more" tell mewhat you think?
Once a year we went on our annual Boys Brigade camp to the isle of wight and as per usual i struggled to find the meagre £25 to go, as my father being of the you want something you earn it so he wouldn`t give me the money, so embarrassingly i had to pay in instalments each week, but never the less i was determined to go as it really was a good week away with my pals.
so to make some extra money i decided to do what the scouts do a "bob a job" or as it was 1981 50p a job, for that i would do a bit of shopping, collect fish n chips and a bit of light housework, washing up, hoovering etc.
To do this representing the boys brigade i had to wear my uniform which consisted of my crisp blue shirt, and smart tailored shorts, sash long socks and polished shoes and of course my chip packet hat with badge.
I only knocked on neighbours doors as id been warned by my parents about strangers etc, so i kept it to the local houses in my street which included a sort of retirement block, the residents weren't quite at deaths door but these old folks mainly in their 70`s had definitely seen better days.
Now and then though and out of place a 55-60 year old would get a place because of a disability
and this is where my story begins proper.
As you can guess i was only just venturing into manhood and my hormones were racing all over the place, i started getting acne and became very self concious but also had the embarrassment of impromptu erections that at a full hard 7" would just spring into action when ever they wanted to, without warning, in my trousers or worse when i`m wearing shorts, at any time of day and usually when they definitely were not wanted.
I was two weeks away from my holiday and still a few pounds short and then needing a bit of spending money, so with my uniform on i set out on the saturday morning to do some good deeds for a cash reward.
My first chore was to get two old dears there fish and chips from the chip van down the road, which earned me a £1 plus 20p tip for getting them back to them hot, then a few doors down an old guy had me dust down his books in the book case which left me sneezing, he gave me £2 he was so pleased with how i did them, although i did see him a couple of times looking at my bottom as i bent over and my legs and said i looked very smart in my uniform and kept smiling which unnerved me a bit.
I then thought i`d try the end house where a new resident had moved in a mrs walster, i knew this as my mother was a care assistant for some of the old people, mrs walster was one of the younger ones, my mum had mentioned she was a nice old girl that had moved in there and she was already on first name terms with "Dotty".
I`d say "Dotty" was 57ish a pleasant older lady who must have been a very good looking lady in her time, she had arthritis in her hands and hand trouble picking things up or to be honest holding anything so i thought she must need help somehow.
So i knocked on her door and she answered with a polite almost posh voice "who is it" i told her it was alan from over the road doing "bob a job" seeing if she needed any help for for 50p a chore.
She replied "no i don`t think so, but thank you for calling" so i replied "o.k thank you mrs walster", and went to turn and walk away but then she said "Hang on there is something you could help me with young man, if you don`t embarrass easily" this sounded a bit odd and of course i really do embarrass easily, being a teenager i`d go red at any sign of a situation, so i was a bit anxious.
She came to the door and opened it and let me in, that must have took lots of effort as she seemed in pain, she then invited me into the living room which she`d already made very cosy, and asked me to sit down, she was wearing a pair of fluffy slippers and her housecoat that looked quite expensive.
She then explained what she wanted me to do was will be just as embarrassing for her as it was for me but that she had a afternoon tea and evening bingo lined up and she liked to dress smart and make an effort as she didn`t get out much these days.
I couldn`t really see where this was going until...she explained that looking nice meant she liked to wear nylon on her legs in the form of stockings and that because of her arthritis in her hands she found it very difficult to pull the nylon up her legs and into place and that if i could get over the embarrassment there would be a couple of £ in it for me.
I did see that she had problems with her hands, even with the door lock she struggled to open it, but just at the thought of holding or helping a lady with her most intimate undergarments made me turn not just red but purple with embarrassment but a couple of £ for maybe a couple of minutes sounded too good to say no.
Although as she finished saying it she backtracked a bit when she saw my purple face and told me she was very sorry and shouldn`t of asked me, i stammered "N-N-N-N0!" it`s o.k just a bit of a shock, and then quickly agreed i would help but mustn`t mention it to anyone as it would sound and look really weird.
I mean what harm could come of it its only like helping her put a pair of socks on, just a little further up her leg and it`s not as if i`ll be touching her private areas.
She smiled and it was a very nice smile, she really was attractive in a older aunt kind of way and although i put her age at 57 she could easily pass for younger.
She then asked if i`d ever seen a lady put on nylon stockings or tights/pantyhose, perhaps mum, sisters etc, i told her i had seen my mum put some on a few years ago, and that basically the idea was to get them on like a second skin with no wrinkles, nice and smooth to give definition to the legs, she smiled again and told me that i was correct and that was really the trouble she had with wearing them, getting them on and fitting them properly so they stayed up and in place as there was nothing worse than a wrinkly nyloned leg.
She again asked if i was sure and ready to help her, i said "yes" and so she sat in an upright chair and gingerly pulled a pair of stockings from her bag and asked me to open the packet, she handed it to me and i opened the top flap and reached inside and pulled the cardboard holder which had the nylon folded round, she told me to be very careful and unfold the stockings from the cardboard and stretch them out.
I took the delicate silky items from the cardboard unfolded the stockings and held them up to her she then told me to take the feet and pull them stretch them a bit, so they give a little, i did this and thought to myself what a lovely smooth material stockings are, the silky tops felt so soft and i could imagine wearing them would make you feel nice, it felt unfair that boys didn`t have something nice and soft to wear.
She then told me to roll up one leg up to the foot so it could be placed under and then over her foot, i did this as she slipped her feet out of her slippers, luckily the arthritis hadn`t got to her feet and they looked good and smelled quite nicely of talcum powder, this was something i was dreading about doing this was if her feet smelt.
She then pointed her toes straight and told me to place the foot part of the stocking over her foot and then arrange the toe seam so that it ran right across her toes she said the seam must run just under the toes. so i placed the nylon stocking over her left foot into the toe part and then started smoothing it over her toes almost giving her toes a massage and then when i was happy the seam was straight and under her toes i started rolling it over her foot smoothing the material as i went, this certainly didn`t feel like a chore, and im sure as i rubbed her toes within their nylon prison that she let out a little moan.
she again asked was i o.k, and i replied "yes" she said good now just repeat the same on the other leg she pointed her right foot so i repeated what i did with the left leg and then smooth out the right foot again making sure the toe seam was straight.
she then told me to go behind her and she arched her feet so i could pull each stocking over her heels and then again take a rest, i did this very slowly as not to make holes in her stockings although she told me not to worry as she had spares and that at least if she wears stockings she has a spare with every pair if one gets laddered.
I pulled the stockings slowly over her feet to the heels and let them rest on her ankles. when i looked the stockings had indeed given her feet some definition and they looked very classy a barely black colour, i would later find out they were 10 denier which is quite sheer and they had a shine to them, i found myself mesmerised by her stockinged feet, the way the nylon clung to her toes and molded into it as if it was made just for her feet, they were beautiful feet and i found myself staring at them for a time.
she then coughed to get my attention, smiled and told me i was doing great but now was the most tricky and most embarrassing part, she now needed to take off her housecoat which would reveal her underwear, she told me that it was not see through so her modesty would be intact and that to just think of it as a swimsuit.
She again asked if i was o.k, i said it felt a bit weird but o.k, so she eased herself out of her chair and stood upright and then slipped off her housecoat to reveal a sort of all in one suit that had lots of lacy detail and also pushed her breasts out that had been well hidden under the housecoat, they were a big pair of breasts and i really did have to force myself to look away, her cleavage was on show but nothing else and again for a lady in her late 50`s her body looked in great shape.
Also the lacy detail that was on show was very pretty and delicate a bit like dotty and i also couldn`t help noticing a very faint dark patch of her pubic hair through her bodysuit that was slightly see through in the vagina area, this set my hormones racing and i knew that a very hard erection was coming as the blood was pumping into my young penis and in my shorts i really didn`t want her seeing that, and getting the wrong idea.
Also at the top were 4 strap like bits of material hanging down which sort of puzzled me which i now know were called suspenders.
She saw that i had looked and stared and she tried to make a joke to unease the situation " yes it looks fine all tucked in dear in my body suit, but when it`s released oh! dear" i laughed a little which subdued my erection for now, but i was still half erect, this was turning into a very pleasant experience.
She then instructed me to stand at her side and that for the next part well work up to the knee and stop again when we have both stockings over them, she told me to wet my fingers in case i have any sharp nails or rough skin which would line the look of her stockings when fully fitted, so i wet my hands and she told me to pull each leg up to just above the knee smoothing as i went, i took hold of the very silky stocking tops and slowly pulled them up, they seemed to glide up over her ankles, shins,and knees, i did this with each leg.
Thats great alan she said "now for the most tricky bit and of course the most important part, you must get the stockings up to the top of my thigh nice and straight and smooth out any wrinkles, so you can attach the suspenders", when i looked puzzled she took one of the suspender straps in her hand, all i could do was nod in agreement as the sight of her in the bodysuit and the stockings was sending my hormones into overdrive, i again was erect due to just the sight of dotty in her underwear.
so i did what she asked me and started on one stocking and rolled it up to the top of her thigh were it stretched out and made a little indent in her very milky white fleshy thigh making a tiny bit of her flesh just overspill the stocking top, i was entranced with this it looked very attractive, i then moved to her other side and did exactly the same, and when the other stocking was in place i found myself taking pride in my work and trying to straighten them up and smooth them on her thighs, and my hand pulled up the stocking into place as i reached the top of her thigh a mere few inches from her vagina I'm was definitely sure this time she let out a soft moan
I found myself fascinated by the flesh and the nylon, i didn`t know what i preferred but my penis was now bursting to get out of my pants, and i was worried dotty would notice.
I`m sure she must have thought as i was so young that no sexual thoughts had passed through my head yet, and to be honest they hadn`t really, i`d seen Debby Harry of blondie and admired her, and had recently had my first wet dreams over her which left me in a very sticky mess and my erections had become very strong over the last couple of months, but at the time i was more interested in football .
After i`d finished with the adjustments and happy that the stockings were where they were supposed to be she congratulated me on a great job and that we were nearly finished, she said i looked flustered, but i told her i was fine, she told me her husband who had died a few years back always liked her to dress like this, i managed to say i could understand why it was very attractive...attractive what rubbish i wanted to say sexy very, very sexy but felt it inappropiate at the time.
she then instructed me how the suspenders would fit the stocking and help them stay up , remember folk this is the early 80`s and hold ups were rare and very expensive, so suspender belts and bodysuits and girdles with built in suspenders were still very fashionable amongst ladys who didnt want the entrapment of tights
she told me i needed to take each clasp undo it and clip the stocking into the clasp and then fasten,this would trap a little bit of the stocking top in the clasp button and keep them from slipping down, easy i thought...
No!... it wasn`t but after a few goes and the nylon slipping out of my hands i managed to get all four of the clasps on the stockings, two at the front two at the back, she then asked me to pull one strand of each of the suspender up so that it held the stocking top tight and in place, i did this four times and then i was finished, the stockings now seemed to be part of her and i loved the way they look pulled tight by the suspender belt onto her bodysuit, i was mesmerised by the tiny bit of stocking trapped in the clasps although such a little piece of the nylon it had such responsibility of keeping everything in its place.
I then stood back to see if they were straight and the sight of dotty in her lacy bodysuit with black stockings pulled tight stretching the nylon material made some pre-cum dribble out of my young rock hard penis and i sort of came the feeling was exciting and i had to turn a moan of pleasure into a cough.
She then said thank you and that id helped an old lady feel womanly again. i found myself standing and staring back and admiring her and thats when she asked "do you like the look of my underwear, pretty isn`t it, it used to be smaller than this when I was younger, you`ll soon have a young lady wearing some for you" and gave me a little twirl which was unexpected and really very sexy.
She then went into the bedroom to look in the mirror, i thought she would take the rest of her clothes into the bedroom to change and i thought now she`d pay me and rush me out of the door but she carried on talking to me and she got dressed, she must have felt really comfortable with me being there like a gran and her grandson but what i was thinking about Dotty most teenagers wouldn`t dream of with their grandma and i took mental photos of her walking round in her bodysuit and stockings and suspenders, as i thought i`d never see anything like this again, she really was a sexy woman.
The way the nylon moved with her body was magical as if it was made to be on her, she then took a blouse of a hanger and put it on, the blouse also had lacy detail and was sheer so you could see the bra part of her bodysuit through it, she put this on over her head and down luckily or unluckily no buttons to do up for her, i dont think my penis could stand being in close contact with her boobs..
Next she brought out a very smart pencil skirt and slipped into it, again she asked me to pull it up and zip it up for her, ah!...! thats why she didn`t rush me out, so i pulled up her skirt, i was all fingers and thumbs but managed it, i then help her put on a very smart tailored jacket, and finally a pair of black court shoes, i placed each shoe on a foot and got to feel her nylon feet once more as i held each foot to place a court shoe onto it.
The pure erotica of holding the shoe and placing her nylon foot inside with the other hand then placing it over her heel and onto her foot was too much, and as i was kneeling down i felt more fluid leave my penis and this time i knew that i had cum in my pants, my young penis had actually spurted a sperm into my underwear without me touching it, and thats when i knew my life would never be complete again without nylon in it.
when she was finally ready, she asked again how i looked and i said "lovely, erm! sexy" she laughed and replied "oh! young man you don`t know what that word means yet" in my mind i said do you want to bet on that, but i just blushed, she then asked me to pass her purse as she needed to pay me for a job well done.
I wasn`t going to argue with that although i really thought i should be paying her, she asked if she needed help again would i like to earn a few pounds, and i tried to reluctantly say oh! o.k but found myself saying "YES" rather quickly, she smiled at the speed of the reaction.
So i said "well i must go now mrs walster", she said call me Dotty, "well enjoy your evening dotty, i hope you get lucky tonight" she then said sexily " oh! i hope so to" even to my innocence of age he innuendo in that statement was obvious to me ,then as i went to leave she asked one more favour, that when she sat down could i see her stocking tops if she crossed her legs.
So she sat down and crossed her legs and her skirt rode up but sadly didn`t show any stocking top, she then asked if i sat right opposite her could i see anything and this time i could saw a glimmer of fleshy thighed stocking top and the white triangle of her bodysuit, and my young penis started to move again.
she told me the saying of in her day " a hint of stocking was so shocking" as every lady wore stockings and suspenders, and i thought how i`d wished to have been born in such heavenly nylon times.
with that Dotty gave me £3 and thanked me and i was on my way...i did help Dotty out with her underwear a few times after that i`ll tell you about it very soon...please vote if you like or leave comments.
Once a year we went on our annual Boys Brigade camp to the isle of wight and as per usual i struggled to find the meagre £25 to go, as my father being of the you want something you earn it so he wouldn`t give me the money, so embarrassingly i had to pay in instalments each week, but never the less i was determined to go as it really was a good week away with my pals.
so to make some extra money i decided to do what the scouts do a "bob a job" or as it was 1981 50p a job, for that i would do a bit of shopping, collect fish n chips and a bit of light housework, washing up, hoovering etc.
To do this representing the boys brigade i had to wear my uniform which consisted of my crisp blue shirt, and smart tailored shorts, sash long socks and polished shoes and of course my chip packet hat with badge.
I only knocked on neighbours doors as id been warned by my parents about strangers etc, so i kept it to the local houses in my street which included a sort of retirement block, the residents weren't quite at deaths door but these old folks mainly in their 70`s had definitely seen better days.
Now and then though and out of place a 55-60 year old would get a place because of a disability
and this is where my story begins proper.
As you can guess i was only just venturing into manhood and my hormones were racing all over the place, i started getting acne and became very self concious but also had the embarrassment of impromptu erections that at a full hard 7" would just spring into action when ever they wanted to, without warning, in my trousers or worse when i`m wearing shorts, at any time of day and usually when they definitely were not wanted.
I was two weeks away from my holiday and still a few pounds short and then needing a bit of spending money, so with my uniform on i set out on the saturday morning to do some good deeds for a cash reward.
My first chore was to get two old dears there fish and chips from the chip van down the road, which earned me a £1 plus 20p tip for getting them back to them hot, then a few doors down an old guy had me dust down his books in the book case which left me sneezing, he gave me £2 he was so pleased with how i did them, although i did see him a couple of times looking at my bottom as i bent over and my legs and said i looked very smart in my uniform and kept smiling which unnerved me a bit.
I then thought i`d try the end house where a new resident had moved in a mrs walster, i knew this as my mother was a care assistant for some of the old people, mrs walster was one of the younger ones, my mum had mentioned she was a nice old girl that had moved in there and she was already on first name terms with "Dotty".
I`d say "Dotty" was 57ish a pleasant older lady who must have been a very good looking lady in her time, she had arthritis in her hands and hand trouble picking things up or to be honest holding anything so i thought she must need help somehow.
So i knocked on her door and she answered with a polite almost posh voice "who is it" i told her it was alan from over the road doing "bob a job" seeing if she needed any help for for 50p a chore.
She replied "no i don`t think so, but thank you for calling" so i replied "o.k thank you mrs walster", and went to turn and walk away but then she said "Hang on there is something you could help me with young man, if you don`t embarrass easily" this sounded a bit odd and of course i really do embarrass easily, being a teenager i`d go red at any sign of a situation, so i was a bit anxious.
She came to the door and opened it and let me in, that must have took lots of effort as she seemed in pain, she then invited me into the living room which she`d already made very cosy, and asked me to sit down, she was wearing a pair of fluffy slippers and her housecoat that looked quite expensive.
She then explained what she wanted me to do was will be just as embarrassing for her as it was for me but that she had a afternoon tea and evening bingo lined up and she liked to dress smart and make an effort as she didn`t get out much these days.
I couldn`t really see where this was going until...she explained that looking nice meant she liked to wear nylon on her legs in the form of stockings and that because of her arthritis in her hands she found it very difficult to pull the nylon up her legs and into place and that if i could get over the embarrassment there would be a couple of £ in it for me.
I did see that she had problems with her hands, even with the door lock she struggled to open it, but just at the thought of holding or helping a lady with her most intimate undergarments made me turn not just red but purple with embarrassment but a couple of £ for maybe a couple of minutes sounded too good to say no.
Although as she finished saying it she backtracked a bit when she saw my purple face and told me she was very sorry and shouldn`t of asked me, i stammered "N-N-N-N0!" it`s o.k just a bit of a shock, and then quickly agreed i would help but mustn`t mention it to anyone as it would sound and look really weird.
I mean what harm could come of it its only like helping her put a pair of socks on, just a little further up her leg and it`s not as if i`ll be touching her private areas.
She smiled and it was a very nice smile, she really was attractive in a older aunt kind of way and although i put her age at 57 she could easily pass for younger.
She then asked if i`d ever seen a lady put on nylon stockings or tights/pantyhose, perhaps mum, sisters etc, i told her i had seen my mum put some on a few years ago, and that basically the idea was to get them on like a second skin with no wrinkles, nice and smooth to give definition to the legs, she smiled again and told me that i was correct and that was really the trouble she had with wearing them, getting them on and fitting them properly so they stayed up and in place as there was nothing worse than a wrinkly nyloned leg.
She again asked if i was sure and ready to help her, i said "yes" and so she sat in an upright chair and gingerly pulled a pair of stockings from her bag and asked me to open the packet, she handed it to me and i opened the top flap and reached inside and pulled the cardboard holder which had the nylon folded round, she told me to be very careful and unfold the stockings from the cardboard and stretch them out.
I took the delicate silky items from the cardboard unfolded the stockings and held them up to her she then told me to take the feet and pull them stretch them a bit, so they give a little, i did this and thought to myself what a lovely smooth material stockings are, the silky tops felt so soft and i could imagine wearing them would make you feel nice, it felt unfair that boys didn`t have something nice and soft to wear.
She then told me to roll up one leg up to the foot so it could be placed under and then over her foot, i did this as she slipped her feet out of her slippers, luckily the arthritis hadn`t got to her feet and they looked good and smelled quite nicely of talcum powder, this was something i was dreading about doing this was if her feet smelt.
She then pointed her toes straight and told me to place the foot part of the stocking over her foot and then arrange the toe seam so that it ran right across her toes she said the seam must run just under the toes. so i placed the nylon stocking over her left foot into the toe part and then started smoothing it over her toes almost giving her toes a massage and then when i was happy the seam was straight and under her toes i started rolling it over her foot smoothing the material as i went, this certainly didn`t feel like a chore, and im sure as i rubbed her toes within their nylon prison that she let out a little moan.
she again asked was i o.k, and i replied "yes" she said good now just repeat the same on the other leg she pointed her right foot so i repeated what i did with the left leg and then smooth out the right foot again making sure the toe seam was straight.
she then told me to go behind her and she arched her feet so i could pull each stocking over her heels and then again take a rest, i did this very slowly as not to make holes in her stockings although she told me not to worry as she had spares and that at least if she wears stockings she has a spare with every pair if one gets laddered.
I pulled the stockings slowly over her feet to the heels and let them rest on her ankles. when i looked the stockings had indeed given her feet some definition and they looked very classy a barely black colour, i would later find out they were 10 denier which is quite sheer and they had a shine to them, i found myself mesmerised by her stockinged feet, the way the nylon clung to her toes and molded into it as if it was made just for her feet, they were beautiful feet and i found myself staring at them for a time.
she then coughed to get my attention, smiled and told me i was doing great but now was the most tricky and most embarrassing part, she now needed to take off her housecoat which would reveal her underwear, she told me that it was not see through so her modesty would be intact and that to just think of it as a swimsuit.
She again asked if i was o.k, i said it felt a bit weird but o.k, so she eased herself out of her chair and stood upright and then slipped off her housecoat to reveal a sort of all in one suit that had lots of lacy detail and also pushed her breasts out that had been well hidden under the housecoat, they were a big pair of breasts and i really did have to force myself to look away, her cleavage was on show but nothing else and again for a lady in her late 50`s her body looked in great shape.
Also the lacy detail that was on show was very pretty and delicate a bit like dotty and i also couldn`t help noticing a very faint dark patch of her pubic hair through her bodysuit that was slightly see through in the vagina area, this set my hormones racing and i knew that a very hard erection was coming as the blood was pumping into my young penis and in my shorts i really didn`t want her seeing that, and getting the wrong idea.
Also at the top were 4 strap like bits of material hanging down which sort of puzzled me which i now know were called suspenders.
She saw that i had looked and stared and she tried to make a joke to unease the situation " yes it looks fine all tucked in dear in my body suit, but when it`s released oh! dear" i laughed a little which subdued my erection for now, but i was still half erect, this was turning into a very pleasant experience.
She then instructed me to stand at her side and that for the next part well work up to the knee and stop again when we have both stockings over them, she told me to wet my fingers in case i have any sharp nails or rough skin which would line the look of her stockings when fully fitted, so i wet my hands and she told me to pull each leg up to just above the knee smoothing as i went, i took hold of the very silky stocking tops and slowly pulled them up, they seemed to glide up over her ankles, shins,and knees, i did this with each leg.
Thats great alan she said "now for the most tricky bit and of course the most important part, you must get the stockings up to the top of my thigh nice and straight and smooth out any wrinkles, so you can attach the suspenders", when i looked puzzled she took one of the suspender straps in her hand, all i could do was nod in agreement as the sight of her in the bodysuit and the stockings was sending my hormones into overdrive, i again was erect due to just the sight of dotty in her underwear.
so i did what she asked me and started on one stocking and rolled it up to the top of her thigh were it stretched out and made a little indent in her very milky white fleshy thigh making a tiny bit of her flesh just overspill the stocking top, i was entranced with this it looked very attractive, i then moved to her other side and did exactly the same, and when the other stocking was in place i found myself taking pride in my work and trying to straighten them up and smooth them on her thighs, and my hand pulled up the stocking into place as i reached the top of her thigh a mere few inches from her vagina I'm was definitely sure this time she let out a soft moan
I found myself fascinated by the flesh and the nylon, i didn`t know what i preferred but my penis was now bursting to get out of my pants, and i was worried dotty would notice.
I`m sure she must have thought as i was so young that no sexual thoughts had passed through my head yet, and to be honest they hadn`t really, i`d seen Debby Harry of blondie and admired her, and had recently had my first wet dreams over her which left me in a very sticky mess and my erections had become very strong over the last couple of months, but at the time i was more interested in football .
After i`d finished with the adjustments and happy that the stockings were where they were supposed to be she congratulated me on a great job and that we were nearly finished, she said i looked flustered, but i told her i was fine, she told me her husband who had died a few years back always liked her to dress like this, i managed to say i could understand why it was very attractive...attractive what rubbish i wanted to say sexy very, very sexy but felt it inappropiate at the time.
she then instructed me how the suspenders would fit the stocking and help them stay up , remember folk this is the early 80`s and hold ups were rare and very expensive, so suspender belts and bodysuits and girdles with built in suspenders were still very fashionable amongst ladys who didnt want the entrapment of tights
she told me i needed to take each clasp undo it and clip the stocking into the clasp and then fasten,this would trap a little bit of the stocking top in the clasp button and keep them from slipping down, easy i thought...
No!... it wasn`t but after a few goes and the nylon slipping out of my hands i managed to get all four of the clasps on the stockings, two at the front two at the back, she then asked me to pull one strand of each of the suspender up so that it held the stocking top tight and in place, i did this four times and then i was finished, the stockings now seemed to be part of her and i loved the way they look pulled tight by the suspender belt onto her bodysuit, i was mesmerised by the tiny bit of stocking trapped in the clasps although such a little piece of the nylon it had such responsibility of keeping everything in its place.
I then stood back to see if they were straight and the sight of dotty in her lacy bodysuit with black stockings pulled tight stretching the nylon material made some pre-cum dribble out of my young rock hard penis and i sort of came the feeling was exciting and i had to turn a moan of pleasure into a cough.
She then said thank you and that id helped an old lady feel womanly again. i found myself standing and staring back and admiring her and thats when she asked "do you like the look of my underwear, pretty isn`t it, it used to be smaller than this when I was younger, you`ll soon have a young lady wearing some for you" and gave me a little twirl which was unexpected and really very sexy.
She then went into the bedroom to look in the mirror, i thought she would take the rest of her clothes into the bedroom to change and i thought now she`d pay me and rush me out of the door but she carried on talking to me and she got dressed, she must have felt really comfortable with me being there like a gran and her grandson but what i was thinking about Dotty most teenagers wouldn`t dream of with their grandma and i took mental photos of her walking round in her bodysuit and stockings and suspenders, as i thought i`d never see anything like this again, she really was a sexy woman.
The way the nylon moved with her body was magical as if it was made to be on her, she then took a blouse of a hanger and put it on, the blouse also had lacy detail and was sheer so you could see the bra part of her bodysuit through it, she put this on over her head and down luckily or unluckily no buttons to do up for her, i dont think my penis could stand being in close contact with her boobs..
Next she brought out a very smart pencil skirt and slipped into it, again she asked me to pull it up and zip it up for her, ah!...! thats why she didn`t rush me out, so i pulled up her skirt, i was all fingers and thumbs but managed it, i then help her put on a very smart tailored jacket, and finally a pair of black court shoes, i placed each shoe on a foot and got to feel her nylon feet once more as i held each foot to place a court shoe onto it.
The pure erotica of holding the shoe and placing her nylon foot inside with the other hand then placing it over her heel and onto her foot was too much, and as i was kneeling down i felt more fluid leave my penis and this time i knew that i had cum in my pants, my young penis had actually spurted a sperm into my underwear without me touching it, and thats when i knew my life would never be complete again without nylon in it.
when she was finally ready, she asked again how i looked and i said "lovely, erm! sexy" she laughed and replied "oh! young man you don`t know what that word means yet" in my mind i said do you want to bet on that, but i just blushed, she then asked me to pass her purse as she needed to pay me for a job well done.
I wasn`t going to argue with that although i really thought i should be paying her, she asked if she needed help again would i like to earn a few pounds, and i tried to reluctantly say oh! o.k but found myself saying "YES" rather quickly, she smiled at the speed of the reaction.
So i said "well i must go now mrs walster", she said call me Dotty, "well enjoy your evening dotty, i hope you get lucky tonight" she then said sexily " oh! i hope so to" even to my innocence of age he innuendo in that statement was obvious to me ,then as i went to leave she asked one more favour, that when she sat down could i see her stocking tops if she crossed her legs.
So she sat down and crossed her legs and her skirt rode up but sadly didn`t show any stocking top, she then asked if i sat right opposite her could i see anything and this time i could saw a glimmer of fleshy thighed stocking top and the white triangle of her bodysuit, and my young penis started to move again.
she told me the saying of in her day " a hint of stocking was so shocking" as every lady wore stockings and suspenders, and i thought how i`d wished to have been born in such heavenly nylon times.
with that Dotty gave me £3 and thanked me and i was on my way...i did help Dotty out with her underwear a few times after that i`ll tell you about it very soon...please vote if you like or leave comments.
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