Faithful Wife Turned Pantyhose Pet

Authors Note: Another story inspired by an incomplete roleplay. As always it will involve a lot of pantyhose. I try to build things up as much as I can and I do like to add a lot of detail. I want you the reader to really be able to visualize the scene and feel like you're right there in the action. Please do not hesitate to write comments. I love feedback good or bad and I really love hearing from others who share my love and yes fetish for women in pantyhose. Especially women who still actually like to wear them. (Lets face it there are not too many of you out there these days)

PROLOGUE

Our story is set in the suburbs of New York City on a quiet block. Every year most of the neighbors on this block gather for a Block Party in the summer, a Halloween Party in October, and a Christmas Party in December. So with only a few exceptions the majority of the people living in the neighborhood know each other pretty well.

Nicole is a happily married professional woman, in her mid thirties. She met her husband, Gregory in college. Nicole was a year behind Gregory so when she graduated it wasn't much of a surprise she was able to get a job at the same accounting firm as Gregory. Less than a year later when Nicole got pregnant with their son, Jimmy they were married. Shortly after that they bought their house and have lived in the neighborhood ever since. Nicole kept working but gave up the traveling, staying close to home working the local accounts so she could be there to raise their son.

Their love life was pretty vanilla and sex was never spontaneous and had to planned out just like every other aspect of their lives because of their busy schedules.

Gregory still spent a lot of time away, traveling for work or going on golf trips with his college buddies.

Jimmy, there son had just turned 13 and had started spending more and more time with his friends. He didn't require as much attention from Nicole as he had in the past. This gave her a little more time to herself.

All in all Nicole was very content in her well organized and structured life.

CHAPTER ONE : THE CHRISTMAS PARTY

All week Nicole had been in a great mood. She had been looking forward to finally having some alone time with Gregory. Her best friend Allison and her husband Dave were hosting this years Christmas Party and Jimmy was spending the night at a friend's house.

Last week Nicole had gone dress shopping with Allison and had found the perfect dress. It was nothing like what she usually wore. It was a dark red and form fitting, showing off all of her curves. It had an open back so she would not being wearing a bra with it. It was also very short so she would be showing off what she felt was her best feature her long toned legs. After dropping off Jimmy that morning Nicole spent the day getting her hair and nails done. She was excited, anticipating a long overdue romantic evening with her husband. It had been so long since they had been intimate.

But on her way home that all changed. She had gotten the call from Gregory that his flight had been cancelled due to the weather and the next available flight wouldn't be until late the following night. Nicole had been very disappointed.

So now here she was sitting in her bedroom, naked except for her sheer to waist taupe pantyhose finishing up her make up. Nicole always wore modest make up and today was no different. She was attractive and didn't really need it. The difference tonight was instead of her usual light pink lipstick she wore the blood red that matched her dress. That little red dress was laid out on the bed and below it on the floor were the 5 inch, patten leather, pencil thin heels she's bought when Allison insisted she just had to get them, they were perfect to wear with the dress. They were multicolored, from the tip of the toe to about halfway up the side they were black then from that point back and right down the heel they were bright red.

Nicole had seriously considered just skipping the party. But when she called Allison, she would have none of it. Allison insisted she wouldn't be able to have any fun knowing her bestie would be sitting home alone. She added that it would be a shame to have spent all that money on that hot dress and not wear it. In the end Nicole just didn't have the heart to tell her friend no. So she promised she'd come.

By the time Nicole finished dressing and was about to make her way out of the house she had downed two glasses of wine. Liquid courage to brave the party in that little red dress on her own. As she took one last look in the full length mirror she tugged at the hem of the dress. She wasn't used to dressing so provocatively and she felt uncomfortable and half naked. The dress was definitely too short for her taste. It barely came to the middle of her thighs. Plus with her 5'1" 115 lb. frame and her petite breasts she didn't think she had the body for the way the form fitting dress clung to her body. But it was too late to back out now.

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Nicole was a little embarrassed by the looks some of the neighborhood men gave her when she first walked into the party. It started almost instantly when Dave, Allison's husband, had helped her take off her coat. She was usually dressed very conservatively, she never considered herself sexy. She always though of herself as the smart nerdy girl. So she was not used to having men look at her like this. It was a completely new experience for her.

But now two hours later and with two vodka and cranberries in her she was starting to feel more relaxed. The attention filled her with an air of confidence in her sexuality she hadn't felt in a long time. Or was that just because of the alcohol in her system? Maybe it was a combination of the two.

It was around that time when she noticed Walt, he was staring at her legs with his dark brown eyes. Nicole wasn't sure what it was about the way Walt was looking at her but she suddenly felt very exposed and uncomfortable she tugged at the hem of her dress as if it would somehow make the dress longer.

Walt was 55, only 5' 8" 175 lbs. but he was in very good shape, manly and muscular. He obviously worked out. He shaved what was left of his hair and he was tan with a five o'clock shadow. He reminded Nicole of that actor Jason Statham. He was nothing like Gregory who was taller but no where near as muscular. Gregory had more of a Dad bod and where Gregory's features were soft and gentle Walt's were hard and very masculine.

If Nicole remembered right Walt had served in the Marines and had been divorced for quite some time. He lived alone in the house next door to her and Gregory.

She used to see him a lot. When his daughter and grandsons lived with him. He was always outside doing something with them. Whether it was teaching them to ride a bike or playing sports. He was really good with kids. But once they had moved away she only saw him in passing, usually when he was out tending to his yard. He would always smile and wave to her.

His demeanor reminded her of Clint Eastwood's character in Gran Torino. An old school mans man, tough as nails but also a perfect gentleman.

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Nicole was seated on the sofa chatting with Allison and another one of the neighborhood women when she realized she was slurring a bit and needed to slow down the drinking. She was on her third vodka and cranberry, which Dave was making very strong. But what had really done her in was the Jello shots Allison insisted they do.

Maybe some food will calm her stomach and soak up some of the alcohol Nicole thought to herself. She excused herself from the girls and made her way to the dining room. As the couple already there made their way out Nicole was alone in the dining room.

She was in the process of making herself a plate when she suddenly felt rough calloused fingers grazing her outer thigh below the hem of her short dress.

Nicole jumped and when she turned her head she saw Walt standing very close to her. His finger tips still moving slowly, making small circles on the outside of her nylon clad thigh.

Nicole attempted to move away but quickly realized she couldn't she was trapped between the corner of the two tables and Walt.

"Excuse me Walt." Nicole said expecting him to move out of her way.

But he didn't.

"Oh, hello there Nicole, how are you enjoying the party so far? Where's Greg I didn't see him come in with you?" Walt asked.

"Um, what? Oh yes, I mean no." Nicole blurted out.

She paused trying to organize her thoughts before starting to speak again.

"Yes, I am enjoying the party and no, Gregory is not here. His flight got cancelled so he's stuck in Minnesota until tomorrow." Nicole exhaled audibly as she finished speaking. Apparently she was still pretty drunk and found that she had to really concentrate to complete her sentences. Not to mention she was more than a little distracted by the feeling of Walt's fingers on her thighs.

Walt moved in very close to Nicole and as he looked her up and down. Her lightly tanned back was exposed to just above the small of her back. Her red dress hugged her body showing off her perfect little ass. He brought his free hand up to her other thigh. He was now using both hands to massage each of her pantyhose encased thighs.

"That's too bad, you look very sexy in this dress and those legs of yours look amazing in these pantyhose." Walt whispered.

He was still standing behind her. He was so close that when he spoke she could feel his warm breath on the nape of her neck which gave her goosebumps.

"Walt I'm flattered but I think you're being a little inappropriate." Nicole, said softly, trying to be polite and not make a scene.

Apparently she wasn't the only one who had too much to drink tonight.

But when he still didn't stop. "I'm serious Walt you need to stop, someone could come in and see us. This isn't funny anymore." Nicole said trying to be a little more forceful but in her drunken state she couldn't keep from giggling when she finished her sentence. Plus in her mind she was still thinking this was just a harmless, lonely, old man who had too much to drink making a fool of himself.

Walt, ignoring her protests continued to massage her thighs. His fingers were inching further and further up her silky smooth pantyhose starting to inch her skirt up in the process. "Damn your perfume is intoxicating and these pantyhose feel incredible on your legs."

Realizing Walt had no intention of stopping Nicole desperately looked for a way out of this. But she was helpless, not only was she unable to move but her hands were full, so she couldn't even push his hands away.

She had to admit his fingers did feel really good on her thighs. It had been so long since she'd been touched like this, not even by her husband.

Suddenly her body felt very warm and she felt her face flush.

Nicole made one last desperate plea. "Walt, please stop." Her voice barely audible as she closed her eyes and bit down on her lip trying to keep a soft moan from escaping.

Walt looked down over Nicole's shoulder and could see her hard nipples poking out through her tight dress. She was definitely getting aroused. This made him smile.

Then suddenly, as quickly as Walt had come up on her his hands were gone from her legs. When Nicole opened her eyes and turned around he had disappeared.

Did I just imagine that or did it really happen? Did her Neighbor Walt just feel her up? Or had she imagined he had? Either way it had definitely stirred up something inside her she hadn't felt in a very long time. Nicole's mind was racing as she made her way back into the living room. In the end she surmised she had most definitely had too much to drink and decided she was done drinking for the night.

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As Nicole sat on the end of the sofa eating her food she again saw Walt on the other side of the room. He was leaning on the mantle of the fireplace talking to a man Nicole didn't know. When his eyes caught her looking his way he smiled at her. She immediately felt that warm tingling feeling again, like a school girl whose crush had just smiled at her. She quickly looked down at her plate, feeling her face flush red.

When she got the nerve to look up again Walt had once again disappeared.

What the fuck was wrong with her. Walt was old enough to be her father and she was a happily married woman. She really needed to sober up and get home.

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After finishing her food Nicole felt a little better as did switching to drinking ginger ale. She hadn't seen Walt for quite a while. The thought that he may have left the party made her feel both relieved and disappointed at the same time.

But speaking of relief she now suddenly felt the urge to pee very badly.

Nicole made her way down the hall to the bathroom, luckily it was unoccupied.

When she finished up, after washing her hands she checked her hair and make up in the mirror.

Talking to herself as she looked in the mirror, "Damn, I do look hot tonight." then unable to keep a straight face she let out a giggle, "And you are so drunk." She added which made her laugh out loud.

Quickly composing herself Nicole opened the door. She jumped, startled to see Walt standing there. As she went to move past him he pushed her back inside then closed and locked the door.

"Walt, just what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Nicole protested. Slurring her words a bit.

Walt ignoring her protests, smiled as he eyed her up and down like a predator stalking his prey as he continued to advance towards her.

She kept backing up as he advanced until she was backed up against the counter for the sink.

"Please Walt, you're starting to scare me. What do you want from me?" Nicole pleaded. But she had butterflies in her stomach and she felt that tingling between her legs.

Nicole trembled when she once again felt Walt's rough hands on her silky pantyhose encased thighs.

"Walt, this really isn't funny anymore. I'm a married woman for crying out loud." Nicole's protest was once again slurred and for some reason she was unable to keep from giggling. That combined with the fact that she hadn't tried to push his hands away put the sincerity of her protest into question.

As Walt's hands slid further up Nicole's thighs causing her skirt to rise with them his lips found hers and he kissed her gently at first but then more passionately when she kissed him back.

As they continued to kiss Walt's hands found Nicole's tight little nylon clad ass. He grasped it tightly pulling her into him. She could feel his bulge through his trousers against her tummy.

They continued to kiss and as their tongues jousted Walt moved one of his hands back around to the front of her thighs and Nicole soon felt his finger tips gently caressing her outer labia through her sheer pantyhose.

Nicole, as if by magic suddenly felt stone cold sober. Realizing what she was doing and how wrong it was she broke their kiss, "Walt please stop, I can't do this." Nicole once again protested, "I'm a happily married woman, I have a family."

But it was obvious her words were hollow and without conviction.

Walt, still with his fingers between Nicole's legs could feel her hot, wet, womanly secretions that had escaped her sex onto her pantyhose.

"That's not what you hot little pussy is telling me." Walt countered, "I think I'm about to give you exactly what you were looking for tonight." He paused for a moment, and when Nicole didn't respond he added. "But if you really want me to stop I will."

Nicole was torn, on the one hand she knew how wrong this was, how she was about to cheat on her husband, and that she should put an end to this right now. While on the other she knew Walt was right. The last thing she wanted at that moment was for him to stop.

Her pussy was on fire, no one had ever touched her the way Walt was right now and it felt amazing. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before. Her heart felt like it was about to pound right out of her chest and she was breathing heavy.

Looking into Walt's big brown eyes, Nicole gulped down hard, she'd made her choice and this time she initiated their kiss.

As Walt moved from her lips to her neck he whispered, "I knew you couldn't resist, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"I love how you don't wear panties with your pantyhose." Walt continued to speak softly but with confidence. "Such a naughty girl."

The butterflies in Nicole's stomach had intensified and between his words and what Walt was doing to her pussy she let out a soft moan.

As Walt continued to tease Nicole's pussy lips and swelling clit through the silky sheer nylon of her pantyhose she fumbled with Walt's belt, when she finally was able to get it open she opened his trousers. She pushed them along with his boxers down over his hips and they fell to his ankles. His 9 inch cock sprung free and Nicole gasped as she took it into her small hands and gently caressed the shaft. Walt was well hung and so much bigger than her husband.

Oh God, her husband, what was she doing? She'd never ever even thought about cheating on him, not once, but now here she was stroking Walt's cock in Allison's bathroom while he fingered her pussy.

Her mind was again screaming how wrong this was. She couldn't let this go any further.

But those thoughts soon left her mind for good the instant Walt's finger pushed between her labia and entered her tight pussy pushing her hose inside her.

"Mmmmm." Nicole softly moaned her approval as she continued to stroke Walt's huge cock. It was so big and so thick.

Not that Nicole was a cock size expert. After all Walt's was only the third she'd seen this close up. The first was her high school boyfriend who she never slept with she'd only given him a hand job. Then there was Gregory. His was about 6 inches and thin. Just like her first boyfriend. But it felt comfortable in her tight little pussy and until this moment she believed it was enough to satisfy her.

Now here she was stroking Walt's thick 9 inch cock. Would it even fit inside her? She was small and although she'd had a child she didn't have a natural child birth. Because of how small her vagina was and how big of a baby Jimmy was Nicole's obstetrician strongly suggested a C section. So Nicole's pussy had been spared the trauma of child birth.

Walt moved in closer to Nicole and slid his cock along her nylon clad thigh right up to her pantyhose covered pussy.

Her dress was now up around her waist and he got his first look at her pretty little honey pot. She kept it shaved with the exception of a perfectly trimmed triangle of black hair above her pink lips. This was how Nicole usually kept it, but the skin around her pussy was extra smooth tonight because in anticipation of her night with Gregory she had had it waxed at the spa that morning.

Walt slid the shaft of his cock in between her pantyhose encased labia and it was soon glistening with her warm juices.

Nicole gulped down hard and she felt chills running down her spine. She jumped when she felt his cockhead rub against her now erect and very sensitive pantyhose covered clit.

Walt grasped his cock at the base and guided the tip towards Nicole's hot little pantyhose covered pussy. She felt the head of his beast press between her very wet lips pushing against the wet nylon. Her pantyhose were stretched to their limit when his cockhead entered her tight canal, with only that thin piece of nylon keeping him from fully penetrating her.

"Oh my God Walt!" Nicole cried with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

All of her inhibitions were gone and she desperately wanted to feel him inside her.

"Please Walt, Fuck me! Fuck me now!" Nicole heard herself demand.

Walt pulled his cock from Nicole's pussy, ripped a hole in her pantyhose, and slowly started to slip his cock between her pretty pink lips into her tight little canal. With nothing to hold him back he continued to slowly push deeper and deeper into Nicole's hot young tight little pussy.