I work as a night watchman in a downtown office building.  I come in around 4pm
and leave at midnight.  Because I'm here before the office closes for the night,
I have been able to enjoy the "scenery".  I have a pantyhose fetish and I get to
see hundreds of nylon encased legs every damn day.  My Johnson gets so hard
sometimes that I have to step into the Men's room for a quick release.

Not everyone leaves right at 5.  In fact at least a dozen people work sometimes
as late as 8 or 9pm.  One such person is Becky. She works in customer service and
is a honey.  We have struck a bit of a friendship since she is most times the
only person left in the building at night.  The building, at night, creeps her
out, so she has been sit in her office to keep her company.

Becky is about 5'7'', healthy looking, shoulder length auburn hair, deep green
eyes, and she has the best looking legs I've seen in pantyhose in a long time. 
I've never seen her in a pair or slacks.  She seems to prefer tight miniskirts
and suntan or black hose.  I like to sit beside her to talk just so I can steal
glances at her firm legs.

One night we were in her office and she was working hard on some reports for her
boss.  She removed her heels and started rubbing her foot.

"These damn heels kill me feet," Becky said.

An idea flashed in my head.

"How bout I massage them for you, give you a bit of a break?"

"Uhmm, sounds great,"  She said and smiled.

She turned toward me and extended one her luscious black hosed legs to me and I
scooted my wheeled task chair closer so she could rest her foot on my leg.  I
took in both hands and used my thumbs to massage the bottom of the foot.  Becky
moaned.

"That feels wonderful."

Did it ever!  My cock jumped to life and started to throb as I felt the nylon on
her foot.  Becky leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.  I massaged her
foot for a few minutes then worked up to her ankles.

"Boy, your ankle is swollen,"  I said.

"The price we women pay for wearing heels," she said not opening eyes.

I next worked up to her calf muscle.  That required me to scoot closer.  Her foot
came to rest on my crotch.  I think she noticed my hard on because she looked up
and smiled.

"It seems someone else is enjoying this massage."

I blushed and reset her foot on my leg.  The foot slid back to my crotch and I
could tell Becky was stroking my cock with it.  It felt good and I thrust my hips
so she could stroke more of it.

I felt my balls stirring and knew I'd blow a wad soon and just wasn't prepared to
spew in my pants.  I stood up quickly not even hiding my arousal.

"I'd better check the building.  I'll come back later."

Becky frowned and then stood up.

"I wanted to thank you for the massage."

"Sure."

She came up to me and kissed me on the lips.  They were so soft and warm.  I
thought I'd die right there.  She drew her arms around me and pulled me closer,
pressing her body to mine.  She broke the kiss but still embraced me.

"Are you sure you need to go now?" She said, almost in a whisper.

I had to kiss her again.  I embraced her and we mashed our lips together.  Soon
our tongues were twisting inside our open mouths. I slid my hands down her back
to her ass.  I started sliding her skirt up so I could feel her ass through her
pantyhose.  I stroked her cheeks and she let out a moan.

She reached in front and quickly unfastened my belt and pants and they fell to
the floor and I kicked them out of the way.  I unbuttoned her blouse exposing her
back lace silk bra.  I kissed down her neck and slid a tit out of the cup and
started to suck and play with the nipple.  Becky wrapped her arms around my head
and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I need you to eat me, please," she said, whispering in my ear. She nudged my
head lower and I kissed her body on the way.  She reached around her back and
unhooked her skirt.  I was a bit sad that I'd have to take off her pantyhose to
get at her snatch but I got a surprise when I slid her tight skirt to the floor. 
She wasn't wearing panties and she was wearing crotchless pantyhose. I really
thought I was dreaming.

Becky sat back down in her chair and she put her ass on the edge. She leaned back
spreading her legs.  I knelt between her thighs. Spreading her soaking wet lips
apart I dipped my tongue in her honey pot.  Beck jumped.  She finished removing
her bra and I removed my uniform shirt and undershirt.  I licked and kissed her
cunt.  I used my thumb to massage her clit and she clamped her legs around my
head.  I could feel the nylon around my face and my cock grew larger.

I used my tongue like a paint brush.  I dipped it in her pot then licked her lips
and clit.  I could see Becky was really enjoying my work.  She tweaked and rubbed
her enlarged nipples and she kept moaning and biting her lip.

"Uhmmm. . . you are soooo good," she cooed.

I could only nod in acknowledgement.  Her pussy was really creaming and I tried
to slurp up as much juice as I could.  Becky lifted her ass with each dip of my
tongue.  I pushed my tongue in as far as I could and on the way out I sucked her
engorged clit into my mouth.  She used her hands to push my face further into her
sloppy slit.

"Ahhhh... Ohhhhh... Ooooo.... I'm going to cum..... come on baby make me cum...."

I took the encouragement and slurped quicker.  Becky pumped my face as quick as I
tongued her clit.

Suddenly she stiffened up and I felt her thighs clamp my head like a walnut in a
nutcracker.

"OH OH OH OH..... AHHHH..... OH God! yes! yes! I'm cummmmming....... Oh Oh Oh....
MMMmmmm....."

I could've eaten her pussy all day just to have her full nylon encased thighs on
my face.  I did pull my face away as her climax subsided and her pussy lips
flopped open.  They looked so large that I had to dip my cock in between them.

Becky was slowing recovering when I pulled her to me and we kissed.  Her tongue
danced over my face, cleaning off her juices, and then she pushed her tongue in
my mouth.  I then laid her softly on the floor and while on my knees, I
unfastened my pants and pushed them down along with my shorts.

I scooted between her legs and I made sure I groped her muscular pantyhosed
thighs.  I rubbed my throbbing cock over the nylon.  I almost lost my wad then,
but I knew the package was for her.

I rubbed my cock in the slippery leftover pussy juice, getting it nice and
slippery.  The knob pushed into her slit and I looked at her.  She smiled in
anticipation.  I then pushed my cock slowly into her pussy.  Becky drew her legs
around my back and locked her ankles together.

I leaned forward and started thrusting my dick in and out of her loose twat. 
Becky reached around my head and drew my lips to her, her tongue sliced into my
mouth and I sucked on it eagerly.

I stroked her pussy nice and slow.  I wanted to enjoy this nice piece of ass I
had pressed to the floor and I was going nuts feeling her pantyhose rubbing my
bare skin.

I felt my balls filling up and that made me quicken my thrusts. Becky released my
lips and I moved down and suckled on her nipples.  I moved back and forth of each
nipple even as my thrusting became faster and more aggressive.

"That's... it... Yes... FUCK!... Oh FUCK!," Becky grunted.

Faster and faster I fucked her and my cock started to swell up thicker than I had
ever felt it before.

"Fuck... me... harder...  HARDER!"  Becky said, spurring my back with the heels
of her feet.  "Make... me... Cum...  I need to...."

Suddenly she reached down and put both hands on my ass, shoving me closer, and I
felt her stiffen.  Her pussy locked up tight around my swollen cock.

"OH OH OH... YES YES YES... I'm. . . CUMMMMMMING..... Ahhhhhhhh!"

Her pussy started milking my rod and that sent over the top.

"Urgh!  Here... It... Comes!..." I said, as I felt my cum rushing to its new
home.  As her pussy continued to pump my cock I shot my wad hard into her womb. 
"Ahhhhhhhh......"

After the last squirt into her pussy, I fell onto her still quivering body and
then I slid to her side.  My shrinking cock plopped out of heaven.  Beck brushed
her bangs out of her face.  I stroked her pantyhosed thigh.

"I really need a cigarette," she said and she reached into her purse that had
been lying on the floor under the desk.  She fished out a cigarette and lit it. 
She laid back down and exhaled.

"You have a thing for pantyhose don't you?" she asked.

"How did you know?"

"They way you've been staring at my legs and stroking them now."

I smiled.

We've met up several times after that night and I found she had a pantyhose
fetish too.  On a couple of occasions she worked in her cubicle at night with
just a blouse on ready for my visit.