This all happened not long after my divorce a few years ago. During the arbitration I suggested to be with my daughter at least every second weekend, but my ex got her way, and so she got to be with Danielle every weekend, whereas I would take care of her during the week. So this involved, naturally, driving Danielle around to all of her afternoon appointments almost every day, including to her ballet class each Wednesday.
As it had been the case more often than not, during previous times when my ex had taken her to ballet class, Dani had not put together her bag with her ballet gear in time for us to leave, and in addition, traffic was a nightmare again that afternoon, so we were running almost fifteen minutes late for her ballet class. I expected to hear some lecture from her ballet teacher but when we arrived, of course all the girls had already joined the class and Danielle was quickly entering the changing room... no sight of the teacher, I sighed with relief... after all, I tried to do my best as her now single dad...
Most of the parents had left for some errands, except for one mom who was sitting alone in the reception room, reading a fashion magazine; the receptionist had already closed her desk for the day. The woman was dressed up remarkably well, wearing a white blouse, black jacket and a black skirt with the hemline ending above her knees. But my eyes were almost immediately focused on her gorgeous legs and her shiny sheer white pantyhose... as someone with a lifelong nylon fetish I guessed these were 15 denier, super smooth and soft, with some firmness to them but generally very see-through... as my eyes moved even lower they spotted beautiful black leather pumps with 2-inch heels... in my mind I called her the Blac-and-white lady since her entire outfit was essentially a combination of these two colors... likely she had just picked up her daughter after work and was still in her work outfit, I thought...
"Have a seat, please!" The black-and-white woman suddenly invited me... I had not noticed that she had been looking at me since I was so focused on her nylon-clad legs, pantyhose and sexy shoes...
"Oh, thank you, too kind..." I stammered with slight embarrassment, as my surprise to hear her talk clearly showed. I tried to put on a fake smile and sat down next to her. There were a few other chairs in this room, as well, so I could have chosen to sit elsewhere, but if this stunning woman already asks me... why not sit closer to her...?
"Stuck in traffic...?" she asked.
"Right, we ran really late this afternoon... I wish my daughter would be able to have her stuff together when it's time to leave but..."
"Just about as messy as mine!" the pantyhosed lady replied with a grin. "I have to help her pack her bag the night before to make sure we are not running late for class..."
"And, by the way, I am Ashley," she introduced herself.
Only now did I notice her wonderfully sensuous perfume which had both a delicate flowery scent to it, as well as a more earthy, sexually intoxicating one... but I was not to be distracted too long right now...
"Mark, nice to meet you," I replied, smiling at her.
"I think this is the first time I see you here..."
"You are right, so far, my wife... uhm, ex... has taken Danielle to her ballet class..."
"Oh..." Ashley was obviously embarrassed by her realization I was a recent divorcee...
"That's okay, I'm getting used to explaining the situation to all kinds of people these days, you know..."
"I understand..." Ashley was silent for a while, probably still a bit embarrassed and unsure where to take the conversation next.
I used the pause in our small talk to walk with my eyes over her stunning legs again, imagining how it would feel like to touch her pantyhosed legs, stroke them gently up and down, all the way up her thighs and closer to her crotch... As I was lost in my thoughts and fantasies, Ashley started moving her legs, maybe she had noticed the special attention I had been giving to them... she crossed her left leg over her right and dangled her left shoe off her foot and played with it, exposing her beautiful small foot, arch, sole and heel, and driving me crazy of arousal with this sight, almost to the extent that I had to consider not ogling this wonderful display of foot tease any longer, as to avoid actually touching her legs and feet right then and there...
Ashley then double-crossed her left leg around her right one and rubbed her nylon-clad calf with her black leather pumps, the sensuously rustling noise of the leather rubbing the nylon drove me even crazier still...
"I think I just need to get out of these shoes for a little while... after such a long day at work with a lot of standing around... my feet just need to relax and breathe a bit... you don't mind?? Ashley asked and looked me in my eyes. I thought I noticed something slightly mischievous in her look but was not entirely sure... 'Let's assume it's just an innocent remark' I thought...
With that, Ashley dropped her left pumps, the leather shoe making a nice clonk noise as it fell down to the floor; then she stepped her pantyhose encased left foot on top of the toe section of her right shoe and slipped her other foot out of the shoe, then resting both of her cute little nylon-encased feet on the floor and gently rubbing them against each other, producing an even more delicate and arousing rustling nylon noise ...
By now I noticed that the boner in my pants had grown to a quite noticeable size. If the black-and-white lady trimmed her gaze towards my crotch, she would undoubtedly notice my strong arousal...
What came next though I was not prepared for...