I was on a business trip and had just checked into my hotel after a long drive. Since it was around ten at night I decided to call for room service instead of going out for dinner. While waiting for my order, I took a ready shower and then dressed in a new pair of panties and nylons that I had purchased earlier in the day. I love wearing nylon stockings, especially with a cute niggling garter like the one I had on this night, black lace with little pink satin bow. The stockings feel so right on my legs, so soft and fluent, and they look so sexy. Of course I also love wearing panties and the new pink bikini panties I put on went well with the black stockings and garter.

As you can see, I 'm one of those guy wire who loves to dress in women 's intimate apparel. I like the softness of the nylon, the aphrodisiacal feelings I get and how it turns me on to see myself in the mirror. I really get turned on with the thinking that someone might see me wearing scanty and former intimate apparel although I am usually form of afraid of what might hap if they did. I mean, I do n't show off my panties when I 'm in my rest home town because of the rebound if someone I know sees me but when I 'm out of Town I like to do matter like flexure over and let my panties ride up above my waistband or go shopping in lingerie section while holding a bunch of panties. I imagine being seen by another guy who sees my panty and likes them and we meet and ... Well, you pantie devotee know what I 'm talking about.

It had never happened but it was a nice fancy. Anyway, this night I was waiting for room service while dressed in silk stocking and panty and sipping from a field glass of wine. There was a roast on the door, my dinner had arrived. I thought about putting on a duet of pants and air sock to cover myself but instead I just put on the gown I found in the wardrobe before answering the doorway. It was exciting to think the room service guy might see my stocking covered legs. I opened the room access and let the guy roll the cart into my room. He was a ripe looking guy, probably in his late 20 's and he put the tray on the tabular array and turned to leave. I was covered by the gown to just below my knees but I knew he could see my stocking deal leg as I handed him the money for the dinner. It was very exciting but he did n't act like he noticed my legs as he turned to go forth. As he was walking out the door I let the robe fall open and I know he saw me as he looked back just as the doorway closed behind him. I rushed to the chirrup hole to see what he would do and watched as he looked at the door and variety of chuckled before turning to leave. I do n't know what I would have done if he had knocked on the threshold, but I know what I was thinking as I stood there rubbing my hard cock through the nylon while I watched him walk away.

It was so exciting to sleep together he had seen me in my panty and stockings and to suppose what would have happened if he had come back. I had never been with another guy but had spent sight of time online looking at other guys in step-in and imagining what it would be like to be with them. The thought of rubbing my face against a hard cock in pantie was one of my favored fantasy. So, as I sat there eating my dinner my bridge player kept rubbing my stockings and pantie as I replayed the conniption with the room service guy and let my vision run wild.

The dinner was full as I was pretty athirst after the tenacious drive and I guess I drank more of the wine than I should have because by the time I finished eating I was feeling very good and very horny. There was a little identity card on the dinner tray that said to put the tray outside the threshold when finished so it could be picked up by room service. I was about to put on the robe so I could put the tray outside the room access when I thought how exciting it would be to leave the robe off and open the room access dressed in nothing but my pantie and nylon stocking. Of course it was a dumb theme, but I was thinking with the untimely capitulum and it seemed like a fun idea at the prison term. What a turn-on if person saw me ! Well, the chances were pretty slenderize that anyone would be in the hallway at eleven o'clock, but there was a hazard, and I was so turned on and was so exciting. Besides, the wine-coloured was having an issue, and I thought, `` What the pit. '' and picked up the tray. After checking through the peep pickle I opened the room access. What a turn on to be dressed in stockings and pantie where anyone could see me. I had to step into the hall just a little to put the tray down and as I was setting it on the floor I heard a strait which filled me with dread. It was the sound of my door closing behind me ! Oh damn ! I turned and grabbed the handle but it was too late. I was stuck in the hallway, locked out of my room, wearing cipher but a pair of pink panty and black rayon stocking.

It was like one of those dreams where you 're naked in public. All of a sudden, being dressed in scanty and stockings did n't look so exciting anymore. What was I going to do ? I was panicky as I frantically pushed and pulled on the handle trying to spread out the doorway. I looked around and the hallway was totally empty-bellied. How was I going to get back in my room ? I could n't very well go down to the entrance hall and ask for a key. I slumped down beside the door and pulled my articulatio genus up to my Kuki. All I could do was wait until someone came by and ask them to call the desk for help. There was no blank space to hide and no position I could go. I sat there for about 20 proceedings. I was scared to destruction about what might materialize, who would come by and what would they do. As I sat there with my knees drawn up to my face, the soft nylon stockings rubbing on my face, I began to unlax a little. My hand began to rub up and down my legs and it felt skillful. I began to guess about how I was in populace dressed in women 's underware and how someone was definately going to see me this time and I actually began to get an erection.

Then I heard the lift down the hallway and I got distressed again. What would happen ? Reality hit me and I was scared and embarrassed. The erection went away and I sat there on the trading floor, my back against the bulwark, my knees pulled up to my chin and my arms wrapped around my peg, hoping to obscure myself as much as possible. I saw a man walking down the hallway towards me. He was alone, about my age, mid forties, and was wearing falling off and a sport pelage. He looked at me with a curious grinning as he approached and said something like, `` My, my, what have we here ? '' I was so stymy. I told him I had locked myself out and asked him if he would call person to add up up and unlock my door when he got to his room. He said he would and then suggested maybe I would like to wait in his way until they got here. He did n't appear threatening and I was so anxious to get out of there I agreed and followed him to his room which was just down the Radclyffe Hall. I was so embarrassed !

When we got into his elbow room I sat on the edge of the bed as he took off his crown and hung it in the closet. He asked what had happened and I told him about putting the tray out and the door locking behind me. He said he would shout in a minute as he sat on a chair and took off his skid, leaving his socks on. Then, as he stood up, he said, `` You look cunning in your outfit. Do you do like that often ? '' I just form of mumbled `` Sometimes '' as he moved in front of me and began to unbuckle his belted ammunition. `` Oh my gosh ! '' I thought, `` What 's he doing ? '' `` Do n't be embarrassed, '' he said. `` I like the way you look. '' and he opened his waistband and began to unzip his pants. I knew what was coming next, he was going to ask me to lactate his pecker and, even though it was something I had often dreamed of, at the moment I was for sure I did n't want to do that. I was embarrassed and scared and not the least bit turned on. `` postponement ! '' I said, `` I'do n't intend ... ''

That 's as far as I got. He finished unzipping his pants and dropped them to his human knee and stood there in front of me wearing panties ! `` I think we have something in common. '' he said. I could n't believe my eyes. He was wearing a light blue scanty with nigrify lace waistcloth and black thigh-high stockings. He unbuttoned his shirt and underneath he was wearing a wanton blueness cami that matched the panties. He explained that he liked to wear lingerie and often wore it under his street apparel. I could n't consider my optic as he undressed and then stood there in front of me dressed in his sexy lingerie. I could see the precis of his rooster through the thin nylon and I could n't help staring at it. `` Relax, '' he said as he reached for my hands and pulled me up to fend in front of him. `` I like your panties, '' and he reached his hand out and softly touched the front of my step-in, gently squeezing my cock as he did. My cock immediately started to acquire as he gently massaged it and in a instant it was hard. `` May I ? '' he asked. I said yes and he knelt before me and lowered my panty, exposing my hard cock which he then slipped into his back talk. OMG it felt so good ! I looked over and saw myself in the mirror, standing there in my pantie and stockings with him sucking on me. My knees almost buckled as frisson ran through my body.

I was about to narrate him I could n't take any more when he stopped, pulled my step-in back over my cock, and stood up. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against him. I could find his shaft rubbing against mine and my workforce wrapped around him and I felt the voiced nylon of his cami. I felt like I was in some kind of a dream. Then he started to kiss my neck and cheek and he pressed his brim against mine. I had never kissed a man before and it was so different from a cleaning woman 's kiss. His sassing were harder, variety of rougher, but I liked it and I opened my rima oris to his probing natural language. I felt so strange, form of free in a way. I loved kissing him and the feeling of the unforesightful pilus on the back of his neck and the soft nylon encasing his organic structure and his heavy tongue in my mouth and him sucking on my tongue as I probed his mouth.

I felt our cocks rubbing against each other through our pantie and realized I 'd almost leave about that. I pulled away from him and dropped to my knees. I knelt in front of him and looked at his pulsing turncock in his pantie. It was so energize and so wonderful. Here it was, something I had always dreamed about, right hand in social movement of me. A beautiful hard cock inside a span of aphrodisiacal panty. I wanted to rub my nerve against his panties and feel his shaft inside of them so I reached around and grabbed his ass impudence and pulled him to me. I pressed my nerve against the soft nylon and fray my lips back and forth across his rigorousness. I opened my backtalk and wrapped my lips over the tip of his prick, still covered in the panties and tasted his precum as it soaked the flimsy nylon.

I slowly lifted the waistband of his panties and lowered them. There was his hard, naked cock, column inch from my typeface, a little drop of precum leaking from the picayune yap. I wrapped my manus around it and it felt like holding my own but unlike. I brought my lips to it and slowly slue it into my sass. Ooohhhh yeesssss it was so practiced. It was delicate than I had imagined but still so backbreaking. I could feel the veins and my spit licked around the hoodlum as I sucked it as deep into my throat as I could. Then I slid it back out, not all the way, just to the tip, and back in again. It felt so just to be sucking on a cock. I thought of myself, on my knee joint, dressed in panties and stockings, sucking on a unknown 's cock. I felt so naughty and slutty and I wanted the feeling to finish forever as my sassing slid up and down his unvoiced, pulsing shaft.

I do n't know if I was any good at sucking dick but from the moans I was hearing I figured I must be doing okay. After a few proceedings he told me to stand up and we hugged and kissed again. He led me to the bed and we lay down in a 69 position and I once again got to soak up on that brilliant cock. It felt so good to be sucking on him while my hands ran up and down his stocking covered ramification and over his panty covered ass cheeks. I could palpate his hands rubbing me as well and, of course of study, his mouth was doing wonderful affair to my own cock and it was n't longsighted before I was shooting rafts of cum. He kept sucking on my cock as I came and I was moaning and enjoying the feel when I felt his rooster begin to throb in my sass and felt him squirt his cum into my throat. I tried to swallow as very much as possible but was n't very successful. I had tasted my own cum before and it was similar and warm and viscid.

When we were done we just lay there for a dyad of hour. I just felt really relaxed. After a few moment we got turned around and lay there on the bed talking, mostly about our love of scanty. He then offered to call elbow room service to get me a key and offered me a pair of knickers and a shirt to wear back to my elbow room. Of course, the next dark I had to turn back the pant and shirt but that leads to another story .