Background (from Dan's Dilemma)
My nephew Dan is in his mid-thirties now and I am about ten years older. From when he was a baby until his early teen years, I was Dan's regular babysitter and we spent a lot of time together. He was like a little brother.
Dan had called rather unexpectedly and asked if we could get together to talk about something, but he did not tell me what. He picked me up at work and we had a wonderful meal.
I was happy to see Dan, now grown. We had a lot of catching up to do, and I was curious about what he had to talk about. After Dan took me home, he told me what was on his mind.
Dan had developed a pantyhose fetish. As he explained, when I was his babysitter, I often wore skirts and pantyhose. He would always rub his hand on my legs, enjoying the texture and feel of the hosiery.
Dan explained that this had led to his feelings of pantyhose to the point where he regularly wore pantyhose himself. He was embarrassed to tell me, but he had kept his feelings bottled up for quite a while and thought I would be the best person he could talk to about his fetish. He did more than talk, however.
I was curious about how he looked in pantyhose and also wanted to make sure he understood that he had nothing to be embarrassed about. I suggested he get a pair of my pantyhose and put them on.
Once Dan had the pantyhose on, we kept talking to bring ourselves up to date. Finally, I asked if he was excited and he admitted that he was. I actually asked if he would show me, and he did.
Before I knew it, I was caressing his pantyhose-covered thigh and he was rubbing his cock through the pantyhose. He came and made quite a mess in my pantyhose. After cleaning himself off, he had to leave but we agreed to have dinner again the next night.
That evening
After Dan left, I was in quite a state. When he stood before me with his beautiful erect cock, it was all I could do to control myself. I had been able to limit myself to caressing his nylon-covered leg while he rubbed himself until he came, but I had so wanted to do more. I had been so tempted to touch him and to taste his warm cum, but I held back.
I was so excited by the time he left that I had to make myself cum before I even left the kitchen where we had been talking. As soon as he was out the door, I lifted my skirt and slid my hand inside my pantyhose and panties. I already was wet and it did not take too long before I had a wonderful orgasm. I made myself cum one more time after I was in bed.
Today
This morning, I was trying to decide what to wear to work, knowing that Dan was going to pick me up again. I wanted to wear something he would appreciate. I had always enjoyed seeing the lengths to which guys would go to look at my legs. I also enjoyed watching them to see how they would react to seeing something they thought they were not supposed to see. In Dan's case, there was something very special and very exciting.
I had several shirt dresses that I wore to work. On most days, I wore a slip under them, but occasionally I would not. These dresses buttoned all the up the front, so I could show more or less cleavage and more or less leg as I chose. Another "feature" of these dresses was that there might be gaps between the buttons where someone might be able to see inside the dress. I noticed more than a few guys noticing these gaps and trying to strategically place themselves for the best view.
I decided to wear one of these dresses for Dan. Depending on my mood, I could show him as much or as little as I liked, all the while looking very prim and proper. I was not sure how Dan would feel after telling me his secret.
I knew how I felt, however. I was married, and Dan was my nephew. These things kept warning me that I had to be careful. But that cock! I was so tempted by it. I wanted to touch it, to feel it as it got hard and as it came.
I had been so tempted to tell Dan he had to leave my pantyhose when he left last night. If he had, I knew I would have tasted his semen and probably would have licked my pantyhose clean. I felt like I had missed a golden opportunity. I hoped I would not feel the same way tonight.
In spite of any misgivings I might have, I knew I would go farther tonight. The idea of playing with Dan had me very excited. I wanted to have some fun, but not go too far.
Sitting at my desk, I kept unbuttoning my dress and then buttoning it again. I was very nervous about Dan's reaction and very anxious. I should not have been.
Shortly after lunch, Dan called. He seemed much more relaxed and open than he had the day before.
"Hi!," He said, "how are you this afternoon?"
"Hi Danny Boy," I said, smiling, "I was afraid you were not going to call."
"Why would you feel that way?," he asked.
"Well, we had quite an evening last night and we had a very personal moment," I said.
"I know," he said, "I was there, remember?"
"I don't think I will ever forget," I replied.
"Good," he said.
"In fact," I admitted, "if I wasn't married and if you weren't my nephew, I might have done more than just watch and I might have touched more than just your thigh."
There, I said it.
"That was the most exciting thing I have ever seen," I said, "I'm surprised I was able to resist."
"I wish you hadn't," he said, "I've been dreaming about wearing pantyhose with you for years. Last night was like a dream come true for me. I want to share my passion with you."
"Oh, Dan," I said, "I can't go very far with this."
"I know," he said, "I wouldn't want you to. But I'd like to play around a little."
"Well, I might be able to do that without feeling too guilty," I said, "I want to touch you, but we can't go farther."
"Just touch?," he said, laughing.
"Well, touching so you cum again for me," I admitted, "so it'll be more like rubbing."
I was blushing.
"That would be heaven," he said, "it's what I dream about."
"About me specifically, or women in general?," I asked, curiously.
