Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: redragon@interserv.com Subject: The Leggy Neighbor Date: 21 Oct 1995 14:22:41 GMT Leggy Neighbor by Thinker Chapter One My name is Henry. I am 38 years old, 6'0", brown hair and eyes and in good physical condition. I am married and live in a quiet, suburban neighborhood. I am a professional and work for a large company where there is an above average population of professional women, many of them very attractive. I've always been fond of classy women who know how to dress. In particular, I've always admired a shapely pair of legs, especially when they are clad in a pair of sheer stockings and a pair of high- heel pumps - not the garb that street walkers wear, but classy outfits like a professional working woman would wear to the office or out to a dinner party. I'm happily married and my wife is a professional business woman. Her taste in clothing has always been too conservative. Jinny prefers pantyhose and wears flats or sandals most of the time. Over the years, I've given her stockings and garter belts for her birthday and have even purchased a couple pairs of classy pumps, but they always end up in the back of her closet, seldom worn. I've explained to her what a tremendous "turn-on" it is for me to see her in stockings and heels, but I'm lucky to coax her into dressing that way once a year. Although I've found many of the women where I work to be extremely attractive and the thought of luring them into an affair has certainly crossed my mind, it was never a serious consideration. I've always been a loyal husband and had every intention of keeping it that way. There is a divorcee who lives just down the street from us who dresses exactly like I've always wanted my wife to dress. She is about 5'10" tall, a brunette with shoulder-length hair, dark eyes and the longest pair of shapely legs I've ever seen. She is a friend and neighbor and visits occasionally, but little did she know what a "turn-on" it was for me to catch an occasional glimpse of her getting into or out of her car, revealing a good portion of her legs above her knees. On more than one occasion, I'd caught sight of the tops of her stockings, clear enough to tell that she was wearing gartered stockings, as she opened the driver's side door, sat down on the low seat of her Chevy Camaro and swung her legs up and into the car. She normally wears a pair of classic dress pumps with a 2 1/2" to 3" heel, but occasionally a pair of open-toe slings. I knew that she must have quite a collection of shoes, because I'd seen her wearing the same type of shoes but with a wide variety of colors and styles, my favorite being her black patent classic pumps. Her name is Linda and she lives alone except for a Persian cat named Mittens. As I said, she is a friend and neighbor and visits to chat with us on occasion and sometimes joins us for a barbecue or goes shopping with my wife. One day last fall, she stopped by for a visit and told us that she was going to be away for a few days and wanted to know if we would watch after Mittens and pick up her newspaper and mail. Of course we agreed and refused any compensation, saying that we would probably ask her to return the favor some day. Little did I know then what this simple favor would lead to... She left town on Friday and wasn't supposed to return until the following Monday evening. My wife and I went to her house together on Saturday, brought her mail and newspaper inside and fed Mittens. We returned again Sunday morning and brought the Sunday paper inside and checked the cat's food and water bowls. All was OK. Later Sunday evening, it turned cold and the wind began to blow. We'd left Mittens out on the screened deck and my wife began to worry about her, asking if I would please take the key and go check. I put on a jacket and walked down to Linda's house. On the way, I couldn't get the image of Linda out of my mind, especially the image of her long legs adorned in stockings and heels. I unlocked her front door and closed it quickly behind me because of the cold wind. On the way through the house to the sliding glass door which opens onto the screened deck, I passed by the hallway leading to her bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that her bedroom door was open and thought I caught sight of some clothing on the floor. I proceeded directly to the glass door where Mittens was crying to come inside from the cold. I opened the door and let her in, pausing for a moment to scratch her behind the ears and pet her. She began purring loudly, happy to be in the warm house and get some attention. On the way back to the front door, I unconsciously paused at the hallway and looked back toward Linda's bedroom. It was a point of no return, because lying there on the floor in front of her dresser was one of her black patent dress pumps that are my favorite sight on Linda's feet and one of her stockings was on the dresser, part of it hanging over the side. The pace of my heartbeat quickened and shivers ran through me as I walked down the hallway and into Linda's bedroom. I felt my cock begin to swell as I picked up one of her pumps from the floor and held it to my nose. Ohhhhhh, the wonderful, sweet odor of Linda's body filled my nostrils and my hand began to shake as I held her pump and inhaled that intoxicating fragrance! From this point on, I was clearly out of control. Chapter Two The dresser drawer where she keeps her stockings and garters was partially open, revealing a collection of sheer, lace top stockings and several garter belts. The drawer next to it was also partially open, full of silky panties, slips and bra's. I picked up the obviously worn but not yet washed stocking from the dresser top and held the toe of it to my nose, inhaling the same sweet aroma that had come from her shoe. The next thing I knew, I had removed my shoes and socks, dropped my pants and underwear and was sitting on the end of her bed, contemplating trying on her stockings! I'd always wondered how the sheer, silky stockings would feel on my legs. I took the worn stocking that I'd picked up from her dresser and, with my thumbs inside the top like I'd seen my wife do, pulled the material up until the toe was circled by it. I placed my right foot in and pulled the stocking up onto my leg, smoothing and stretching it as I had watched my wife do so many times. I found the matching stocking on the floor and repeated the process, my cock becoming rock hard at the sensation of the silky material on my legs... Then I stood up and selected a lacy black garter belt from her drawer and put it around my waist, hooking the snaps to the stocking tops to hold them up. Next, I picked up one of the black patent pumps and held it to my nose again, inhaling the sweet aroma which put me into a mood of ecstasy. I noticed that her pumps were size 10M and I wear a men's 9, so couldn't resist trying it on. I sat back on the bed and slipped the now stockinged toes of my right foot into the shoe - a perfect fit! I immediately slipped on the left shoe and then stood up, looking at myself in the full-length mirror on her closet door. My heart was now racing, my knees were weak and I honestly felt like I would spontaneously ejaculate without even touching my cock which was now standing stiffly erect! A drop of precum dripped onto the inside of my right calf, making a wet spot on her stocking. Here I was with the most personal effects of a beautiful woman that I admired very much next to my skin! It was an incredibly powerful and erotic sensation. I was just standing there, totally absorbed in the sensations when I heard the front door open! "My God!" I thought, it can't be Linda! Has my wife followed me down here and is about to find me dressed in Linda's lingerie? "Oh, Jesus - what should I do ? These thoughts were racing through my mind when I looked up and saw Linda standing in the bedroom doorway, staring directly at me with a look of amazement on her face! "Hi," I whimpered sheepishly. "Well, hello!" Linda responded, still staring in amazement. "Jesus, I'm sorry... Uhhh, I came down to let Mittens in... one thing led to another and... God I'm so embarrassed... " I sputtered as I reached down to remove one of her shoes. "No, wait!" she almost shouted. I looked up and saw that the amazement on her face had turned more to curiosity and, if I wasn't mistaken, her lips had curled into a slight smile. She was dressed nicely, as usual, wearing a white, button-up-the-front blouse and a black, pleated skirt which fell just above her knees, stockings and a pair of pumps almost identical to the ones I was now wearing. "You won't tell Jinny about this, will you?" I pleaded. Linda didn't answer and it was obvious that she had now noticed my fully erect cock protruding up into the air from just below the black garter belt. "Hmmmmm... " she hummed, after what seemed like an eternity. "I have a proposition for you," she offered. "I won't tell anyone about this, IF," accentuating the IF, "If you do exactly as I tell you," I heard her say as the look on her face turned to what I can only describe as mischievous. "Oh yes," I stammered. "I'll do anything you want!" "Stay right there," she said as she walked on into the bedroom and sat down on the end of her bed, crossing her beautiful legs and brushing her silky hair back over her shoulders with both hands, never taking her eyes off of me standing there in front of the full-length mirror, dressed only in her garter belt, stockings and pumps. "Turn around," she commanded, "slowly, like a model." I slowly pivoted on the heel of one pump and turned more than a full circle, stopping with my back to her. "Face me," she commanded, "and take your cock in your hand - I want to watch you masturbate." Chapter Three "This must be a dream," I thought to myself. Linda had always seemed like an outgoing woman, not shy but perhaps a bit innocent - certainly not the type that would be commanding a man to jerk off for her amusement. My next thought was that my cock was already about to explode and that I would shoot my load onto her bedroom carpet after the first stroke! "Uh, Linda, Uh... I'm very close to cumming and don't want to make a mess... " I stammered. "Well," she queried? "Start stroking yourself slowly and tell me when you are about to ejaculate, OK?" I wrapped my right hand around my fully erect cock and began to pump it slowly up and down. I was a little off balance, still wearing the heels, and my knees were getting even weaker. As I stroked myself, I looked at her and could tell that she was enjoying the scene. Her eyes were fixed on my cock as the head bobbed up and down from my hand. "I'm going to cum," I stammered, feeling my sperm welling up and my cock beginning to pulsate on its own... "Stop!" Linda shouted, standing up and stepping toward me. I did as she said, wondering what was about to happen next. "I want to finish you off," she said, stepping behind me and reaching around me with both arms. She grasped my left wrist, the dress pump she had given me earlier still in my left hand and her right hand reached down and grasped the shaft of my still pulsating cock. I could feel her left knee against the back of my leg, the sheer material of her stockings rubbing against the sheer material of the stockings still on my legs. "Tell me when you're coming," she whispered in my right ear as she began to stroke my cock slowly with her right hand. "Ohhhhh, God!" I let out. "I'm coming right now, Linda! She quickly forced my left hand, which was still holding her pump, underneath the head of my cock and pointed my cock right into it as she stroked me in earnest. "Ahhhhhhhhh," I let out, as a stream of my hot jizm shot right into her shoe. Again and again I erupted, nearly filling the toe with my cum and splattering the top side of the pointed toe with white droplets, some of which dripped onto the floor and onto my own feet. "Ummmmmm, you were full," she observed, while milking my cock of the last drops. "Now clean my shoe with your tongue," she snapped, releasing my left wrist and stepping back to watch me. "I've never done this before, Linda," I said, more like a question as to whether she really meant for me to lick my own juices from her shoe. "Ohhhh, that makes it even better. I want you to drink from it and swallow, then lick it until it is completely clean and shiny," she commanded, sitting back down on the end of the bed to watch. Hesitantly, I raised her pump to my mouth and turned it up, feeling my still warm cream run into my mouth. It didn't taste bad, just slightly salty and perhaps a bit sweet. I swallowed and began to lick the juices that still remained from the inside, sticking my tongue completely into the toe and swirling it around to get it all. As I began licking the droplets from the toe, I noticed that she had pulled her skirt up over her thighs and was beginning to caress the inside of her leg, obviously turned on by the sight of me cleaning her shoe with my tongue. "Now come over her and kneel down in front of me," she asked as I finished cleaning her shoe. "Put my shoe back on," she commanded as I knelt on the bedroom carpet in front of her, raising her foot up towards my face. I grasped her ankle and slipped the pump back onto her foot, gently and gracefully. As I knelt there in front of her, she spread her legs wide apart and pulled her skirt up even higher, revealing the bare flesh above her stockings. Was a gorgeous pair of legs Linda has! "You know, Jinny is going to be wondering why I haven't returned yet. I was just coming down to bring Mittens inside." "OK," Linda answered. "Call her and tell her that I returned early, arriving at the door the same time you did - that I'm talking to you about my trip and that you'll be home before long." "OK," I said as I started to remove the high heels from my feet for the walk to the phone. "No," Linda admonished. Leave the heels on. I want to watch you walk in them." Chapter Four I stood up and started walking, albeit a bit awkwardly, down the hallway. After making the call and hearing my wife sound satisfied with the explanation, I returned to Linda bedroom to find that she had disrobed except for bra, panties, garter belt, stockings and heels. God she looked inviting, standing there in the dim light with her dark hair draped over her shoulders. Her breasts weren't large, but bulged just a bit from the black, lacy bra she was wearing. There were shadows above her high cheekbones and her perfect teeth glistened beneath her full, sensuous lips. Her waist was only slightly smaller than her hips, but enough for a nice curvature outward, then downward to the most striking part of her body, her long, shapely legs. At 5'10", she looked like a goddess standing there in front of her bed. "Come closer," she beckoned, wiggling her index finger as a sign for me to approach. "Turn around and bend over," she commanded. "Touch your toes without bending your knees." I approached to within a couple of feet of this gorgeous woman, then pivoted on one heel and bent over, reaching down to the toes of the pumps I was still wearing. I couldn't quite reach my toes, so just grasped my ankles to keep my balance. Either she didn't notice or didn't care. "Ummmm... " Linda hummed. "You have a really nice butt! Just stay like that for a minute," she asked. Suddenly I felt her hands on my buttocks, not firmly, but gently exploring their roundness with the palms of her hands. Then both of her hands slid down my right leg, slowly caressing the flesh of my leg through her sheer stockings. Her hands then grasped my left ankle and slowly slid up my left leg to the crack of my ass. Next, I felt her spreading my ass cheeks and blowing a stream of warm air right on my pleated hole! Naturally, my cock began responding to the sensations and became fully erect again, protruding outward and upward from beneath the garter belt still around my waist. "Stay just like that," she ordered as she reached over and opened another drawer of her dresser, taking something out of it. She placed something on top of her dresser which made a "clunk" and then there was the sound of her taking a lid off of a bottle of some kind. Her hands returned to my buttocks, sort of massaging them and spreading them. Suddenly, what felt like a wet finger began probing my butthole! It circled my pleated hole, coating it with some kind of lubricant and then I felt it enter. "Ahhhhh," I exclaimed. "Don't be such a pussy," Linda admonished. "I'm not going to hurt you." "Uhhhhh, it doesn't hurt," I said. "It was just a bit of a surprise." "The surprise is yet to come," she answered, and a couple of seconds later I felt something obviously larger than a finger probing at my bung hole. "Ohhhhhh," I let out, as what felt like the head of a medium size cock slipped inside the lips of my sphincter! "I'm fucking you in the ass," Linda growled, as she began pumping her dildo, probing deeper with each plunge. Then suddenly I felt her hand grasp my erection again and begin to slowly stroke it. She was standing behind me, at a slight angle, pumping my ass with a dildo in her left hand and stroking my swollen cock with her right! "You be sure and tell me if you're going to cum again," she instructed. "OK?" "Ohhhh, Uhhhhh... sure," I stammered, barely able to speak because of the tremors rippling through my entire body from the sensations of being simultaneously fucked in the ass and jacked off by a gorgeous woman. Well, I probably don't have to tell you that it wasn't long before I felt my juices welling up again, ready to spurt another load. "Jesus, Linda... I'm cumming again... " Suddenly she let go of my cock.After pausing for a few seconds, she withdrew the dildo from my butt hole. "Ok, now lie down on your back," she commanded. I stood up, then kneeled down and leaned back, bracing my hands on the floor, then slowly lowered my back and head until they were resting on the floor with my knees bent into the air. "Good," Linda said, as I looked up at her towering over me. She lifted her right foot and placed the toe of her shoe against my erect cock, pushing at it and making it bounce back and forth. She played with my erect cock like this for a while, alternating her left and right foot and sometimes rubbing one of her high heels up and down underneath the length of my stiff rod. Then she removed the pump from her right foot and extended her leg, placing her stockinged toes against my lips. The odor of her feet was heavenly and very distinct because she must have had those pumps on all day, walking through the airports at both ends of her trip. "Suck my toes," she ordered, pushing them against my lips. Chapter Five I grasped her foot with my right hand and wrapped my lips around her toes, taking in both the aroma and the taste of her body. I sucked on each toe individually, massaged her tired foot with my hands and pushed the slack in her stockings back between her toes with my tongue. If this wasn't heaven, it must be the closest thing to it on earth! "Ummmmmm, that feels so good," Linda purred. She removed her other pump and offered me her left foot which I gladly gave the same treatment. After thoroughly sucking the toes of both her feet, she sat down, placed her stockinged feet on either side of my still erect cock and began to masturbate me with the soles of her stockinged feet! God, the sensation was incredible! "Ahhhh... I'm about to cum again," I warned, wondering if she would stop me again just before climax. "Cum on, baby," she urged. "Cum on my stockinged feet, baby!" That did it! I began spurting like a geyser, shooting a stream of cream into the air and all over her feet and ankles. "Ohhhhhhhh... Jesus... " I exclaimed. When my spurting had subsided, she shoved her right foot at my mouth again. "Lick them clean, Henry!" Never in my life had I tasted my own cum and here I was about to eat it twice in one evening! Somehow it didn't matter. After finishing up with both her feet and ankles, I was even starting to enjoy it! I had been so engrossed in my own ecstasy that I failed to notice that Linda had removed her bra. Her nipples were erect and when my eyes wandered to her legs, I noticed that her panties were wet. She was apparently as "turned-on" by this activity as I was. My eyes met with hers and the look on her face and in her eyes could only be described as one of seduction and deep arousal. I was staring at her, trying to think of something to say when she reached down and pushed her panties down her legs and tossed them aside. Then she rose up and sat back on the edge of her bed, legs spread wide. "Crawl over here on your knees, Henry! Pick up my shoes and put them back on my feet, will you?" I rolled over to my side, turned around and crawled the few feet to where she was sitting, picking up her shoes on the way. I grasped each of her ankles and slipped the pumps gently back onto her feet. "Would you like to kiss my legs, Henry?" she asked, a sneaky smile forming on her lips? "Oh yes, Linda. I'd love to worship your legs with my lips and tongue." "Then start with my ankles and work your way up slowly," she instructed. I did as directed, starting with her right ankle, lightly kissing her leg and brushing my lips up and down, moving an inch or so further up each time. I kissed and brushed my lips over her smooth calves, behind her knees and finally up the inside of her thighs to the tops of her stockings. She leaned back and closed her eyes as I repeated my ministrations up her left leg. When I reached the soft, bare skin above her left stocking, she shuddered and let out a high- pitched murmur. "Eat my pussy, Henry," she cried... "Suck me good, PLEASE !!!" That's all the encouragement I needed! I slid my hands underneath her buttocks and pulled her toward me such that she was sitting on the very edge of her bed, her legs draped across my shoulders. I extended my tongue and gave her a long, slow, firm lick from her pleated hole up to her clitoris, parting the outer lips of her sex enroute. She was already very wet and her juices tasted wonderful. I did this again and again, sometimes pausing to probe her little, pleated butt hole with my tongue and pausing at the top to tease her now engorged clit with my lips. She began squirming and pushing her sex against my mouth and uttering little noises. Finally, I plunged my tongue into her vagina as deep as it would go, holding it there but flicking the tip back and forth. "Ohhhhhhhh, Oooooooooo, God that feels so good... suck me hard, Henry!" she exclaimed. I went into a sucking frenzy, taking her whole sex into my mouth and sucking her juices frantically, flicking her clit with my tongue and pulling her sex hard against my mouth with my hands behind her buttocks. "Jesus, I'm coming, I'm commmiiinnngggggg... " she cried, shuddering as her juices flooded my face. I lapped and swallowed and sucked and just couldn't seem to get enough of her wonderfully sweet nectar, but God knows I tried. Her shudders subsided and she fell back onto the bed, her arms extended and just lied there, breathing heavily as I wiped my mouth with my hand and licked my fingers. Amazingly, my cock was fully erect again, aroused by the exhilaration of kissing her legs and sucking her to orgasm. Was I about to ejaculate for the third time in one evening?