My wife's church choir friend (Bev) is a cute, petite thing about 42 years old, but looks much younger. She and I have flirted back and forth for a couple of years, but nothing has come from it. Until last week.
Bev had asked me if she could use my video camera to tape her daughter's birthday party, and I said okay, so she made plans to pick it up. Let me describe Bev better. Slender, about 5'5" tall, short, blonde hair, great legs (my weakness), and a fun, bubbly personality. She always gave me this look.... that if I tried, I might be successful, so I decided to go ahead and try.
I made sure that when she stopped to pick up the camera, and I showed her how to use it, that my wife would not be home. When Bev showed up, she looked fantastic. She had on a short, pleated black dress, sheer nylons, and sexy, black high heeled stiletto sandals. I met her at her car, and opened the car door for her, and the trip was worth it. Her skirt rode up high on her thighs, and I was able to see that her nylons were sheer-to-waist, and she had no panties on under them! She caught me looking, but just smiled at me.
We went in the house and I had the camera laid out, so we sat on the couch for a tutorial. Again, her skirt rode up high, but her thighs were together, so I didn't see much. I moved over closer to her though, so our knees were touching. I had shorts on, and her nylon-clad knee just about drove me crazy!
I took a few minutes showing her how the camera worked, and then told her I wanted to try it out on her, so she could see how good the tape was when I played it back. She said okay, but seemed to be a little nervous about it. I had her stay seated on the couch, and got up to walk about ten feet away, and started to tape her.
"You look great, Bev!" I told her, and she said "Thanks," turning just a little red. "You're as sexy as any of those cheesecake models," I went on, working on her vanity, and it seemed to be working. "Oh, I am not!" she demurred, but I heaping it on. "Your legs are as good as any nylon model, Bev." I told her, taping her all the while.
I thought I might as well give it a shot, so I said "Why don't you turn this way, and let your dress ride up a little..." She turned towards me, sliding the hem of her dress up on her thighs. "That's great!" I complimented, and pressed on. "Now, cross your legs... slowly..." She did, and I zoomed in and got her nyloned thighs all the way up!
Bev was really getting into it, so I pressed on. "Okay, Bev, now turn to the side, and uncross your legs... " Slowly, she complied. "Slide your dress up a little... " she again complied, lifting the hem of her dress up until it was above mid-thigh.
I moved around to the side until I had a straight shot up her dress, and the light on the camcorder provided enough light to see everything. Okay, Bev, now move your legs just a little farther apart... " Avoiding a direct look into the camera, Bev slowly moved her knees a couple of inches farther apart.
The camera was now getting a perfect shot of Bev's pussy under the sheer material of her pantyhose. Her breathing was very uneven, and she frequently held her breath, all the time avoiding looking directly at me.
"Bev... unbutton the top of your dress... " her hands slowly moved up and undid the top three buttons. "Stand up." She did. "Turn around... slowly." She did. "The buttons, Bev... undo the rest of them." Again, she complied. She seemed to be in a trance.
"Okay now Bev, let's try something new. Reach down and raise the hem of your skirt." She seemed to hesitate. "You already did that on the couch, so .... " She slowly reached down and lifted her skirt. She started raising it up. "Higher," I urged. "Come on Bev, I've already seen more than that when you were on the couch!"