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Keeping To A Schedule
Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: Porgy87, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
belted brightly-colored variation on a shirtwaist. However, her allegiance to nylons never, ever wavered. Each day she wore stockings with a garter belt or thigh-highs. Usually I would spot white or black underwear, or red, but occasionally she wore ridiculously bright panties in magenta, fuchsia, and acid yellow. I know all this about her undergarments because she invariably sat with her legs and knees just slightly apart. She never actually flashed me – that is, she never parted her legs as an overt gesture – but there always seemed to be some shifting in her seat to get comfortable what would leave a two- or three-inch space between her knees. And she always seemed to direct that gap toward me, very casually and apparently by chance. The first morning I masturbated in a bathroom after seeing her on the train I surprised myself with the urgency of it. Her stockings that morning had been a light coffee color – her entire outfit had been rather monochrome in shades of brown, and she wore gold jewelry that kept it from being drab – but her panties had been nearly invisible. I think she wore a thong of a very sheer nylon in a very light shade of brown, and for the first time I thought I could make out the labia majora of her cleanly shaven pussy. My erection had been quite strong that morning, and I had had to concentrate on Margaret Thatcher to tame it before getting off the train at 116th Street. (That always does the trick for me.) The erection came back immediately after I ...