One year ago, I have had a short relationship with a beautiful woman. She has black hair and beautiful legs.
She doesn’t like to wear trousers and usually she wears short skirts.
She like to wear pantyhose or stockings, black and honey are hers favourite.
I remember that for her birthday, my gift was a Wolford gift-card.
She likes burlesque style, so she bought Wolford hosiery called “Hot Dots”.
The Morning after, she calls me on mobile and tells me that she is wearing her new Wolford tights, and her voice was excited.
I go in her office and she is sitting with crossed legs and with her skirt hiked up, so that I can see her nylon covered thighs.
When I’m close to her, I can smell her hair, touch her body and put my hand on her legs.
We were secret lovers in that office, so in that moment we were very excited. In that occasion I smelled a perfume that I will never forget, the scent of her excitement mixed with the smell of nylon.
Two weeks ago, I was at my seaside house for a short holiday, it was a foggy evening and I was walking around for shopping.
I was alone and I was thinking to Stella when I saw same Wolford tights in a showcase.
So I stopped and I have had a fantasy about Stella. I imagine that she is in front of me and that she is smoking. She looks me through sunglasses with an icy glance, she only wears sunglasses, high heels and “Hot Dots” tights.
When I’m close to her, she blows smoke on my face, I knell and now my face is in front of her nylon crotch.
Her legs are so sheer and I start to touch, lick and smell them.
I’m very excited, I start to lick her feet, and then the calfs.
While I’m licking, and kissing, and touching, she always has an icy glance and she is still smoking, but I feel that she is excited, her body tells me so.
Now I’m licking her knees and when I start to lick her thighs I start to smell the scent of her excitement mixed with the
smell of nylon, and she doesn’t smoke more.
My fantasies on Stella are never ending, I would be her slave all night long and smell your secret scent.