Pantyhose Teasing
It was a rough day at work, again. Just like it had been for the past week. But it was Friday and Kyle really couldn't wait to get home. It was 4:30 and he was packing up, sliding his papers into his briefcase when Burt Johnson, his boss, decided to pay him a visit.
He put one hand up on the cubical wall and leaned on it, blocking the entrance. "Nice job on that requirements document, Kyle. How's the design document coming along?"
Kyle sighed a little, expecting to be asked to stay late... again. "It's going ok. I'm waiting for some specs from engineering on the A/D board, but it's not holding me up right now." He slid his computer into it's bag and leaned against the desk.
"When do you think you'll have it done? Right now the schedule has it for next Friday. Is it going to slip, or..."
Kyle knew what he wanted. He wanted him to tell him he was going to stay late, he was going to burn extra hours just to get it done. But not tonight. Tonight Kyle was going to unwind and spend some time with his wife.
"I think it's on track," Kyle said, fudging just a little.
"Ok. Then I'll leave the schedule as is for now. Let me know soon if there's a slip." Burt pulled his hand from the cube wall and started backing away. "You have a good weekend and I'll see you next week."
Kyle closed his eyes and exhaled long and slow as Burt walked away. He needed a break from this. He needed Megan. "Have a good weekend," Kyle answered back. He picked up his bags and headed home.
Luckily the drive was uneventful, but unfortunately long. Kyle pulled into the driveway and felt so damn tired. It was a relief to finally be home. He picked up his briefcase and computer and headed into the house. "Hi love!" he called, as he set his stuff down on the kitchen table. He was wondering if he'd rather take a shower before or after dinner.
"I'm in here," a voice called back from the living room. "And I have a surprise for you..."
Kyle smiled, thinking of all the naughty surprises that could be waiting. Megan was definitely an incredibly sexy wife. She wanted sex as often as he did, which was a lot. It was incredible they got any work done at all, with all the flirting they did all day long.
Kyle walked down the short hall between the kitchen and the living room and was surprised to see Jasmine, his younger sister, lying back on the couch. She looked... absolutely beautiful and sexy, wearing a button-down white blouse and black skirt. Her feet were on the edge of the couch, her knees close together, as she stroked her pantyhose-covered shins lovingly.
"Hi... Jasmine," Kyle said, confused and caught off-guard by her pantyhose. "What are you doing here?" He looked around, wondering where his wife was. "Is Megan here?"
"I was visiting earlier and she got a phone call. She had to go back into work for a couple of hours. She said she'd be back by 7:00 or 7:30."
"Oh... um... ok. It was nice for you to come over." It was pretty awkward for Kyle, being ready for a wonderfully sexual surprise and finding Jasmine lying on the couch instead of his wife. And he couldn't understand why his hardon wasn't going away.
She smiled up at him, deviously. "After she left, I thought I'd stay and wait for you. I got some new pantyhose today," she said softly. "What do you think about these? Do you like these?"
Kyle stood at the entrance to the room, too stunned to move further. "They look... very... very nice on you," he stammered. He could feel his cock hardening with only the hint of her teasing. He couldn't take his eyes off her legs, off her hands stroking them. The black, slightly shiny, thin material really accentuated her long, lovely legs.
"Megan told me how much you love pantyhose," she said, smiling deviously, emphasizing the word 'love' in a way that made Kyle shiver. Now his sister knew that stockings were his fetish. And it looked like she was going to use this knowledge against him. "I thought they'd be really sexy for when you came home." She licked her lips seductively, slightly opening her knees, teasingly, before closing them again. "Come home and find your little girl on the couch looking all sexy. What do you think sweetheart?"
"I... I think I can't think any more," he whispered, unable to take his eyes off her legs. "You're so damn hot. You... um... you... you shouldn't be here, Jasmine." What did the hell she think he'd be thinking? His blood was rapidly being diverted from his brain filling his groin.
"You know we can't do this again," he said, remembering their night together just after she graduated high school... the night they both got drunk... the night they couldn't stop themselves.
Jasmine smiled, remembering that day, too... and hoping to repeat it. "Yes we can. You like my shoes? I put on heels just for you today," she said, raising a foot in the air and twisting the high-heeled sandal back and forth giving him a chance to admire it. Raising her foot opened her legs a little wider, giving him just peek at the beautiful sight between them. Kyle was far more interested in what he wasn't allowed to see than in what she was trying to show him.
She sat up, dropping her feet to the floor and bent over to unfasten the sandals. "Maybe the shoes were a bit much. I bet you'd like to see my little toesies, wouldn't you? Your baby sister's toes?" As each shoe was unfastened, she tossed it aside, then lifted her foot in the air, beckoning him forward.
"Jasmine... you're... you're my sister," Kyle protested.
Jasmine smiled, undeterred. "I know. It's just my feet, Kyle. Don't you wanna give them a little kiss? Come on, give my little toesies a kiss, baby." Kyle hesitated as long as he could, but his body betrayed him. He moved towards the couch and knelt on the floor in front of her. She extended her foot towards his face, sliding her big toe over his lips. He kissed each toe in turn then sucked on each as best he could. Jasmine just watched him, the devious smile never moving from her face. She knew what she was doing to him, how much this teased him. His eyes were nearly fluttering shut he was so overcome with lust. He licked and sucked as best he could, doing everything he could to excite her.
She lifted her other foot and slid it over his chest, abdomen, and arms. As he continued to lick and suck on her toes, she moved her other leg across his cheek and then down until he felt it against his inner thigh. Her toes raised, grazing his balls and hardening cock through his pants. Kyle groaned into her foot, her big toe sliding deep between his lips. "I love it when you look at my feet. I love to have my feet rubbed and touched... and sucked. They're such sensitive little soles."
Their eyes met and hers were half closed, her face flushed with desire, her lips curled in a devious, needy smile. She was definitely getting excited by her own dominance over him. Her foot was rubbing his cock, pressing against it, sliding around it, making it harder and harder. Kyle grunted again, afraid that he was going to lose his load.
"You like that baby, huh?" she whispered. "You are definitely starting to get hard, aren't you? Is my little baby getting horny? Are you starting to want your little girl?"
Kyle wanted to resist her. He truly did. His mind kept telling him that she was his sister. He shouldn't be doing this with her. He shouldn't be feeling like this with her. He groaned a "yes" with her foot sliding over his lips, kissing the arch seductively as her sole caressed him, the bottom of her foot pressed against his face.
"I've been a good girl today," she continued. "After Megan left, I went shopping, knowing that I'd get to be with you. I put on these... sexy, black, sheer pantyhose... just for you. I knew you'd be excited to find me here like this."
He watched as her knees parted a little more and her hand strayed over her luscious pussy. She was naked beneath the hose. Her fingertips swirling over her clit. Her wet center was just visible through the translucent hosiery.
"I was so turned on just thinking about it, baby. I always get so turned on just thinking about you." She moaned a little, her pussy obviously very sensitive by now. He could see her hips moving as she hit all of her sensitive spots.
"Are you turned on, Kyle? Are you turned on thinking about me? Did you miss me as much as I missed you?" She didn't even wait for his groan of an answer. "I bet you did," she smiled, her foot still fondling him through his slacks.
"You're getting so hard now aren't you?" she asked as his cock was straining against his dress slacks. Kyle was sure it was going to rip through them if she kept this up. But he should've known better. She only turned the heat up even more.
She put the foot that was in his mouth up on his shoulder, using it to bear her weight as she raised her hips and shifted to the edge of the couch. The other stroked his cock even harder. "I bet you're getting really hard looking at my sweet, little pussy, huh? I like it when you get hard looking at my little pussy."
She widened her knees, giving him a good look at her pantyhose-covered pussy. Kyle could smell how excited she was and could feel how hot she was. Both of her hands were stroking around her pussy, now. She was teasing herself as much as she was teasing him, staying away from her succulent center, pressing in against her clit from both sides.
"Good boy, Kyle," she smiled, watching his reaction to her. He could tell she had more planned for him. "Now don't cum too soon baby. I want you to save yourself for me." She suddenly moved her foot away from his cock and he groaned loudly at the loss of contact. "You hold that in there, because I want you to watch your baby girl play."
