It Finally Happened!

I am a shy unassuming lady that at times have been told by my hubby that I am TOO naïve. We had often talked of spicing up our sex life with others, but many times that was in the heat of passion. One thing he has always told me and many of you have made it also abundantly clear, I have very nice legs especially in a pair of heels. I may not have a size “0” waist, but I apparently have one thing a LOT of guys like and that’s sexy legs. Just talking about it now gets me so fucking wet. I had to give all the details to my hubby who was pissed, but not because I let happen, it was because it’s been a fantasy of his for quite a long time now and he didn’t get to see it.
Just to first give you the 10,000-foot overview, I wear heels to work every day and I work in a small office environment that is very professional. We meet with clients either in our office or at theirs at their request, so dressing nice and treating every meeting like an interview is important which is why I wear heels. I prefer to wear stockings with garters simply because I don’t care for pantyhose. In the colder months, I wear thigh highs under my pants suits.
For 12 long years I worked for a man not but 5 years older than myself. Devoted, hard working and made many sacrifices. One of which was his marriage just a few years ago all due to the fact he feverishly worked to provide a better life for his wife and 3 k**s, not that she ever noticed. All she saw was a paycheck. Sad, considering he loved her and was faithful to her through their 14 year marriage. It was his wife in fact that hired me to be his office manager and executive assistant. They hired me to replace her so she could stay at home with their c***dren. With her at home though, she began to spend more money and he worked harder to make ends meet. Just a few years ago everything he worked for began to fall apart. Now he was forced to sell the business so that he could move to be closer to his young c***dren since his ex-wife was making the custody battle pure hell. He didn’t want to travel anymore, so he sold the business to a couple who are gracious enough to keep me. A true blue husband and wife TEAM. They are moving into the area next week. We’ll all have a week of transition side by side and then I begin to work for the new folks, but that’s not what you came here to read.
I have never EVER been with anyone except my husband. In fact our sexual escapades have only gotten incredibly more spicy just within the past couple years and we have gotten more bold and experimental as time has passed. He had said that he loved to watch other men fall all over themselves watching me walk past in my stockings and heels. One night after dinner, he was again noticing guys whipping their heads around to check me out. I laughed when he said, every last one of those dudes would kill to get between those stocking covered legs and just fuck your brains out. On the way home that night, he tells me that if someone boldly asked if they could just jack off to my legs, that he’d let them in a heartbeat. What harm could that do? I called “bullshit” on that one. He insisted he was serious and promptly put his hand on my stocking covered thighs and proceeded to my now hot steamy womanhood. He snuck his fingers into my panties and proceeded to finger me to a GLORIOUS squirting orgasm. I couldn’t believe how hot that made me. I reached across the seat and undid his pants and took his now rock hard cock out. As we drove down the highway towards our home, I started stroking his cock till he was as hard as steel. I kicked off my high heels and swung my stocking covered feet into his lap and began stroking his cock with them till he had to pull over and empty his balls all over my feet.
That happened a year ago.
Yesterday, my old boss and I were sitting in chairs facing each other going over a few deals, billing items etc. as we had done for years. I never thought about it for one second that he loved my legs as much as my husband. He is as honest and as blunt as my husband so if he thought about it, he never EVER said a word…… till today. I had on a short black skirt and black stockings with garter belt and my red 5 inch stilettoes. Apparently my stockings were getting to him. He abruptly sat his folder on the desk and leaned forward and said, “I am really going to miss so much here.” As I sat there with my legs crossed about a foot in front of him, I said “Well, you made some great friends and business relationships here.” He then says, “But I will never in a million years find a person quite like you who took care of so much for me in ways you can’t possibly imagine.” I told him, “You hired me to do that and paid me nicely for it.” He said, “Fair enough, but where the hell am I ever going to find a woman again with legs like you have?” I immediately turned red with embarrassment. “you are so full of shit,” I laughed. He said, “No! Seriously!!! I have never been around anyone quite like you. No woman has ever turned me on just by staring at her legs for shit sake.” I chuckled even more. I appreciated the comment thinking he was just being nice after all these years and was trying to find a way to compliment me one last time. Then he got quiet and just stared at me. That’s when I knew he was serious. He suddenly waved his hand in the air and said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” I grabbed his hand in mid air and did the unthinkable. I placed his hand on my stocking covered knee. I comforted him by saying, “It’s perfectly OK, trust me!” He got quiet again and looked down at his hand and realized it was on my leg. He then took a very deep breath. I said, “There, is that better? Is that what you wanted?” He then began to run his hand up and down my knee slowly and then started to extend that boundary. I couldn’t believe it. I was letting another man rub my stocking covered legs. I was getting so hot at this point that I could barely contain myself. Suddenly he said, “I hope you don’t think I’m some sort of pervert or anything, but there have been times I have gone home to a lonely home and jacked off fantasizing about your legs.” That did it…. The ice was broken. I said, “Well, would you like to right now?” He gulped and said, “Are you fucking serious? Your husband would kill me!!” I said, “No he wouldn’t. We’ve talked about doing this countless times as it harmless masturbation. Not like we’re going to fuck or anything. If you want to, go ahead. I’d love to watch!” He paused for a moment and said, “You’re serious?” I said, “Absolutely 100%. Certainly not like I have never had cum on my legs before.” He stuttered and said, “Holy shit, you’re putting me on.” It took some convincing, but I managed to finally get him to unzip his pants. I thought for sure he’d stop. He did momentarily, but only because his cock was about to rip through his underwear. When he finally took it out, it was impressive. Much thicker than my husbands, and not quite as long, but a hard cock none the less. I sat there with my legs still crossed and dangled my high heel to excite him more. With one hand on his cock the other exploring my leg he started. It was the most erotic fucking thing I have ever seen. His hand was all the way up my thigh into my skirt above my stocking tops and I politely held his hand back from going any further and letting this get TOO far out of hand. After a few minutes, I could see his cock head beginning to glisten. Precum was leaking out already. He was so wound up, I knew he wasn’t going to last. He began to pant a little and his body twitched ever so slightly. He was at the edge. I kicked my one heel off and slid my foot just under his ball sack and the other foot squarely on his thigh still in my heel. One twitch of my toes and that was it. He began to breathe really hard, and suddenly moaned, “Ohhh yeah, Ohhh yeah, I’m gonna cum!” Suddenly it was like an explosion of cum. His first spurt went up on to my skirt and he continued to stroke his cock spitting more cum, rope after thick cream rope up my calves and on my feet. I panted really hard and without him knowing, I made myself cum without so much as touching myself. As his stroking slowed, his cock still seemed pretty damn erect. I was so turned on by this act I HAD to touch it. I took my feet out of his lap and leaned forward and did the unimaginable. I grabbed his still throbbing cock and he jumped a foot from being startled. I began to stroke his cock ever so slowly. He began to squirm in his chair. “Oh my God, that feels so fucking good,” he moaned. His cock was getting harder with each stroke. For a man of his age, his recovery time was that of a horny 18 year old. After about 5 minutes of slowly stroking his cock, his precum, began to lube up my hand, so I knew he was getting close again. I took a quick break for a second and rubbed his cock head on my stockings. This just made him moan even more. “Oh God, I love that!” I decided to slide my heel off my other foot and leaned back and put my feet in his lap and began to rub his thick hard cock with my black stocking covered feet. He moaned, “Oh fuck, I have so wanted to fuck your feet and now I am. You are going to make me cum so hard.” He began to tense up again. I suddenly took my feet out of his lap and once again reached for his cock. I softly moaned, “I want to jack you off all over my legs this time!” With that he began to pant REALLY hard, “Oh yes. I am gonna cum for you!” I leaned closer to him and softly said, “Yeah, cmon’, I want you to blow your hot load all over my legs!” With that he began to grunt and have what almost looked like an epileptic seizure. Suddenly his cock fucking exploded. It was shooting cum out into the air and on to my thighs in thick volumes. I could believe this cumshot was stronger and I do mean STRONGER than the first. He kept moaning “Uhhhh, uhhh, uhhhh!!” All the while he kept shooting like a damn volcano. When I finally let go of him, he slid into his chair. The whole room smelled like all we did is fuck for an entire week. It was intoxicating. We got cleaned up the best we could, giggling like a couple teenagers. I had to assure him multiple times not to worry about my husband. That night when I got home, that was the first thing I told him. We never had dinner that night. He held me against the wall and got my panties off and fucked me like a slut. I rewarded him when he announced his impending cumshot by quickly kneeling in front of him and stroking his cock to and explosive cum all over my face. We got cleaned up and went upstairs and fucked 2 more times before we fell asleep. I swear I still can’t believe it really happened.