Friends Mom
This story is back from my teenage years and involves the same woman as my "A Friends Mom" story.
When I was younger I used to go round to my friends house to play video games and have a laugh. His mom worked as an account manager so frequently wore business suits with skirts. She always wore either navy blue, smoky grey or black pantyhose with her suits as well. I enjoyed it when I was there and she came back in from work, usually finding an excuse to try and catch a glimpse of her in her suit before she changed into her tracksuit bottoms and removed her pantyhose. After she'd changed I'd try and sneak into her room and go through her pantyhose drawer. It was a veritable treasure trove with all different colours. My favourites were the navy blue but she'd also got some in green with a small dot/bobble pattern, red and a pair of black tights with an embossed pattern on the ankle containing a replica pearl. There were many times when I'd nab a pair of her pantyhose and take them home for jacking off into whilst thinking of her.
If she'd been wearing a pair of navy pantyhose I'd nip into the bathroom instead of her bedroom and fish them out of the laundry hamper. I'd then jack off with them wrapped around my shaft, not worrying about shooting my seed into them because I'd then quickly rinse them out and put them back into the hamper. Sometimes she wouldn't remove her pantyhose just change into her tracksuit bottoms then go sit downstairs and dangle her slippers. On these occasions I would leave my friend upstairs playing and go downstairs to talk to his mom, usually only going back up to my friend every now and again before sneaking into her room and going back through her drawers.
One day I went round and he wasn't back home from college so she asked me if I wanted to stay. She'd just got back in from work and was doing some hoovering before the house got busy. This day she'd been wearing a navy blue skirt suit, white blouse and navy tights. On seeing this I immediately said yes and willingly followed her around the house chatting to her whilst she cleaned. There were some times as well where she'd got her back to me and was bending down to pick something up from the floor so her skirt billowed slightly and rose at the back. These were great as the bottom of her control top kept showing slightly through the slit in her skirt. After she'd finished doing the rooms upstairs she went down, I excused myself to use the bathroom and after she'd gone downstairs I nipped into her room and borrowed a compact mirror from her dressing table. I then went downstairs and started talking to her again. This time when she bent over to pick something up from the floor I quickly slid the mirror under the back of her skirt. It was great seeing the seam of the pantyhose gusset running over her crotch and highlighted nicely against her white pants. After seeing this I put the mirror back into my pocket and after a while excused myself again. I put the mirror back where I got it from and then went back to chatting with her. Shortly afterwards my friend came home from college and we started playing games.
This was the last opportunity I got to upskirt her but I got plenty of glimpses and chances to admire her legs and pantyhose afterwards. A couple of years later I was round at their house and going through her drawer when my friend caught me. Soon after that he stopped speaking to me and we went our separate ways.
When I was younger I used to go round to my friends house to play video games and have a laugh. His mom worked as an account manager so frequently wore business suits with skirts. She always wore either navy blue, smoky grey or black pantyhose with her suits as well. I enjoyed it when I was there and she came back in from work, usually finding an excuse to try and catch a glimpse of her in her suit before she changed into her tracksuit bottoms and removed her pantyhose. After she'd changed I'd try and sneak into her room and go through her pantyhose drawer. It was a veritable treasure trove with all different colours. My favourites were the navy blue but she'd also got some in green with a small dot/bobble pattern, red and a pair of black tights with an embossed pattern on the ankle containing a replica pearl. There were many times when I'd nab a pair of her pantyhose and take them home for jacking off into whilst thinking of her.
If she'd been wearing a pair of navy pantyhose I'd nip into the bathroom instead of her bedroom and fish them out of the laundry hamper. I'd then jack off with them wrapped around my shaft, not worrying about shooting my seed into them because I'd then quickly rinse them out and put them back into the hamper. Sometimes she wouldn't remove her pantyhose just change into her tracksuit bottoms then go sit downstairs and dangle her slippers. On these occasions I would leave my friend upstairs playing and go downstairs to talk to his mom, usually only going back up to my friend every now and again before sneaking into her room and going back through her drawers.
One day I went round and he wasn't back home from college so she asked me if I wanted to stay. She'd just got back in from work and was doing some hoovering before the house got busy. This day she'd been wearing a navy blue skirt suit, white blouse and navy tights. On seeing this I immediately said yes and willingly followed her around the house chatting to her whilst she cleaned. There were some times as well where she'd got her back to me and was bending down to pick something up from the floor so her skirt billowed slightly and rose at the back. These were great as the bottom of her control top kept showing slightly through the slit in her skirt. After she'd finished doing the rooms upstairs she went down, I excused myself to use the bathroom and after she'd gone downstairs I nipped into her room and borrowed a compact mirror from her dressing table. I then went downstairs and started talking to her again. This time when she bent over to pick something up from the floor I quickly slid the mirror under the back of her skirt. It was great seeing the seam of the pantyhose gusset running over her crotch and highlighted nicely against her white pants. After seeing this I put the mirror back into my pocket and after a while excused myself again. I put the mirror back where I got it from and then went back to chatting with her. Shortly afterwards my friend came home from college and we started playing games.
This was the last opportunity I got to upskirt her but I got plenty of glimpses and chances to admire her legs and pantyhose afterwards. A couple of years later I was round at their house and going through her drawer when my friend caught me. Soon after that he stopped speaking to me and we went our separate ways.
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