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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

This is a story about my old friend Ruth. She went through a bit of a bad time, and got divorced, and so came to lay all her woes in front of me. I was wary about the rebound situation, so there was no way that I was going to get too involved, but she certainly needed someone to hold her in his arms and tell her that she as still attractive at the ripe old age of 40! So, there we sat on her well-padded couch, and as she cuddled up to me in her trainers, jeans and sweatshirt, she confided that her ex had hurt her most of all by saying that she wasn't like a woman any more. I thought that a horrible thing for him to say, and maybe it was meant in malice more than as a statement of truth, but I know it stung Ruth to the very heart. I decided that this was the way to get Ruth's confidence back, and launch her once more on the road to, at least, a healthy sex-life and possibly also to a new relationship.

I made her promise to follow my guidance as an experiment for a week and then asked her to strip to her underwear. hat was the firs thing - get her off to town to get those functional and washed-out M & S undergarments replaced by some decent thrillies. I sent her off to Debenhams in Salisbury, told herto ignore the practical stuff and start near the Floozie stand, picking up least three or four matching sets in virginal white, temptress black, and some other dictated by how moist her grotto grew while she imagined herself wearing it. She was told not to return before 6, giving me time to ascertain her wardrobe and make further additions to it on my own trip to the shops.

The wardrobe was the source of the problem. Jeans, leggings, boyfriends shirts, stuff that kept her in a sort of practical but asexual armour. I bagged the lot of it up and hid it under the stairs. That left her with one skirt, a dress of no uncertain date and some awful tights. Knowing her sizes from her clothes, I made my own trip to the shopping village, returning before she did.

On Ruth's return I directed her to the bedroom. She looked flushed and fresh, and I knew that her naughty-knicker shopping had made her begin to look at herself as attractive again. I asked her to open the wardrobe, and she stated visibly when she saw the empty shelves and coat hangers. 'Where have all my cloths gone?' I indicated the window, from which she saw her garden incinerator smoking merrily away. She was silent. 'I've burned the lot', I lied, 'there's no going back. 'The only way you'll b ale to leave the house decently is by wearing your new wardrobe'

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Nice start to what could be a very interesting liaison between the two of you . Look forward to hearing more

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Good start

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over a year ago

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

'What new wardrobe?', she said, rather tremulously. I slid open the other door on her large walk-in unit, and presented to her gaze a row of garments hanging, with others neatly folded, and some things still in packets.

This rather perked her up: I think the thought that someone had taken the trouble to think about her as a woman had rather pleased - certainly, her ex-husband hadn't done that for many a year. She began to loo through the garment, first those on the hangers, then some of the more substantial folded ones. There was a confused look on her face. 'They are all skirts and dresses: you've forgotten to get me any trousers!'

I smiled. 'Oh, no I haven't. I've been quite deliberate in my choices.You're quite rightly bewailing the fact that no one sees you as a woman any more, so I'm going to make you dress like a woman. It's what a man wants to see in a woman, and how a woman looks best.'

She blushed.

Now take those trousers and that rugby shirt off, and carry them out to the incinerator' She complied, walking out in her grim M & S underwear which, to her horror, I made her strip off in the garden also and add to the bonfire, along with her Crocs. 'There'l be no more of that', I assured her.

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

'There's more to being a woman than clothes,' she protested, 'I'm not a dress up doll'.

'True', I said, 'but I know from my own experience that if you look good on the outside you will feel good on the inside. Confidence is something that you need to grow, nurture and cherish. So, I'm going to prove it to you by controlling your wardrobe to show that you will be noticed, complimented and lusted after virtually from the minute you discard your sloppy jeans and rugby shirt.;

'From the minute?'

I put her hand on my cock, swollen as it was within my chinos. 'Point taken' was all she said.

I sent her upstairs to bathe and then waited for her to return to her bedroom. She looked fresher, her hair more thoroughly washed, her skin more buffed. She was enjoying what was a sort of role play.

'Get dressed: we are going out'

Five minutes later she was bewailing the lack of tights and not trusting holdups. 'Either those, a suspender belt or bare legs'. Barely black holdups it was, even though she was wary with the skirt being above the knee.

We went the pub, and I paid her legs due attention by stroking them as we sat together. I was getting horny, and my resolve not to try to seduce her was weakening. She was getting attention, though, and I encourage this by sending her to that part of the bar from which the gazes came most intently. She came back. She had a guy's phone number. 'Sod that', I said, 'If you want to fuck him, take him out the back. No one knows you in here. You can have what you want, girl'. She did.

Stealing out to the back, I saw him taking her up against the wall, her black-stockinged thighs wrapped round his arse as he pounded in to her under-used pussy. She came screaming, loud enough to bring another of the man's party out. She took control from that point, and replaced a rapidly shrinking lover with a newly hard one, and then another and another and another. An hour later I collected a tired but well-fucked Ruth and took her home. There I bathed her and let her sleep off her first night of sexual success.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Wow.....

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I hope there is more to come to this story

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Wow.....

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

Ruth had to go to work the next morning. There was visible relief on her face when I handed her a packet of nude tights - and then a look of panic when she realised that they were to be teamed with a grey micro mini, as part of an all-over grey suit.

'I'm not 20 - I can't dress like that!' 'Yes you can.

'I can't'

''You can: when did they last see your legs? Never, I'll bet. Go to work, and remember to sit properly and cross your legs to good effect. You're on show, today.'

I thoughtfully slipped a spare pair of M & S tights into her handbag and sent her on her way, knowing that she would have to brave the building site. I could hear the wolf-whistles a street away.

The outfit had the desired effect. Male colleagues who had drifted past her were attentive, Doors were held open, photocopying assistance provided, lunch invitations tendered. An occasional hand brushed fine nylon, and several tent-like protuberances were observed in Saville-Row business suits.

She returned home and I thought it was time for me to teach her the value of colour in attracting the opposite sex...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Yes, I like this. Certainly has me developing a semi without any effort.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Good girl Ruth!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Looking forward to reading more of this one.

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By *ackspopCouple
over a year ago

Wymondham

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Love it x

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

So, handing her a coffee I had her sit on the couch, and made sure her long legs were on display ... indeed, to which purpose I had her rearrange them on several occasions, crossing them, uncrossing them, sitting with crossed ankles and so on. The short business skirt framed her firm thighs beautifully. She had had a good day, as I have said. Much attention, much surprise from those who had overlooked her, and a very wet gusset which she exhibited to me when I asked her to sit with her legs wide apart.

'Colour', I told her, 'is important'. 'What colour legwear did you observe in the office today?'

'A lot of nude or flesh, some tan, quite a bit of barely black, and a few black opaques'

'Exactly. A very limited pallette, but an attractive one, especially in the sheer end of the scale'. All of those colours, though, said "tights" - I suspect one or two girls with slightly longer skirts were wearing stockings, possibly for hygiene reasons as much as for the thrill of sexiness that it might give them, but most of them were wearing tights.'

She agreed: 'Well, tights are sensible, aren't they?'

'Yes', I concurred, 'but they are sensible primarily for mini-skirts, which is why Mary Quant developed them as a fashion accessory. It was the element of convenience that kept them popular in the age of longer skirts. They are sexy, sometimes, and I think you look incredibly fuckable right now - but stockings are much sexier. So, the issue is how to signal that, under a longer skirt, you are wearing stockings rather than tights, and for sexual rather than hygienic reasons: and that's where colour comes in.'

I paused, stroking her long legs and running my hands to tease her enhanced senses from calf to thigh.

'Simply, you need to draw further attention to your legs by way of an unusual colour - and by colour, I mean one not worn every day. Red, of course, was the traditional danger signal - and it screamed sexuality, whether in hosiery or underwear. Black worked better when it wasn't associated with everyday businesswear - you see it too much at the office how, but it's still effective... but to raise an eyebrow, and the suspicion that you are wearing stockings, you need to make sure black stockings are seamed. The same is true of tan or brown. Seams are suggestive.'

She nodded. I think I'd more or less converted her to a trouser-free life by this stage.

'Today, though, I think the most effective is white, or those off-white shades like cream or, at M & S, Porcelain'.

'Why?'

'In the 1980s, women wore those colours all the time - Lady Diana's pale Dior tights more or less wiped out American Tan well into the 1990s. Now, though, white is an almost impossible colour to get in tights, though it will always be available as stockings for brides. So, if you wear white, you are more or less intimating that you are wearing stockings, whether or not you are a bride waiting to be deflowered. Check how notable white stockings are - any porn mag will show you that, as will the photos on any sexy friend-finder website. If you think about a bride, too, she is, on the one hand pure and on the other sexually ripe and ready to enter a new, sexy life - and probably she'll be wearing those stockings whilst she enters it (or he enters her!).'

She knew what was coming next.

'You are wearing white tonight!'

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Lush

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By *yron 2013Man
over a year ago

Bath

You are right about the message that white stockings send out - take a look at the pics posted by K4C91 from Loughborough today: her size 14, mid 20s body looks utterly fuckable in white opaques with a black suspender belt!

Mind you, your own lady's curvy body looks gorgeous in American tan as well as in white x

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Loving it

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By *rodigalMan
over a year ago

sunderland

Nice

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

More please!

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

Ruth's outfit for the night was a white dress, slightly flared at the skirt, with black polka dots - eye-catching and slightly 50s retro, it came from Deadly is the Female in Frome. Her stockings were pure white sheers, seamed, and held up with a white suspender belt. At my insistence, she wore no bra or knickers - for a reason that will become apparent in a minute or two.

Our date was a late night film showing of the remake of The Wicked Lady at the Little Theatre in Bath. Those of you who know it will remember the double seats on the back row, where a couple could happily canoodle whilst sharing the same cinema seat. Curiously, we had the entire back three rows to ourselves, it being a hot night: indeed, there were probably only 5 people in the whole cinema, and they were all a good fifteen rows in front of us. These were perfect conditions for what I had in mind!

The Wicked Lady is a subtly sexy film, with a long seduction scene at its centre.My own seduction of Ruth, which I knew she was anticipating, began as the lights dimmed, and my hand stroked her calf before ascending higher to her knee and her thigh, before possessing itself of the flesh between her stocking top and crotch, where a woman's skin is always softest. She was melting into my arms, and I could feel the heat of her pussy before my fingers probed her womanhood, teasing her to her first orgasm of the night - one which I stifled by kissing her, our tongues knotting deeply in the intersection of our two greedy mouths.

My fingers brought her to a moist creaming again and again as the tension in the film mounted, and her hands sought my fly, to bring my own manhood out into the open air. I told her to mount me, with her facing the screen, just as Glynis Barber is slowly stripped by her lover in the film. I eased myself into her, and as Barber's gown was removed, leaving her clad only in basque and stockings, I unzipped Ruth's dress and lifted it easily over her head. She was naked, but for her shoes and stockings, in a public place and impaled upon my monumental erection.

She didn't care. As the lovers fucked on screen, Ruth rode my pleasure-giving cock, my hands squeezing and cradling her womanly breasts until finally I flooded her pussy with hot seed and she came, shuddering, herself as the last spurt pulsed and flooded her deepest place.

Keeping absolute silence, we had not been observed, and she subsided into the seat next to me and cuddled up. As the film ended she looked for her dress, but it was on the other side. Wonderfully, as the other punters left the cinema in conversation by way of the furthest aisle from us, none of them even looked over to see a naked and flushed woman being helped into her summer coat by her lover. Indeed, she walked back to Bath railway station, naked under her mac, and carried her dress looped over the arm that was not entwined in mine. Of course, when we got home, I licked her to another orgasm, and then fucked her again before we fell into a well-earned sleep!

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

Epilogue

Ruth, certainly, had come a long way (and cum very frequently) since I had forcefully intervened in her wardrobe. A couple of days after our fun in the cinema. She was now more confident, and far more in control of her sexuality than she had ever been. I was rather pleased, even though I knew I was not going to be her lover on anything other than a temporary basis.

It came as something of a surprise to her, then, when I presented her with the bundle of leggings, trousers and jeans that she believed I had either burned or taken to Oxfam. She took them to Oxfam herself, the next day, saying that they represented a past life that she was now well rid of. I asked her, though, whether she wasn't going to keep at least a couple of pairs of trousers for the winter... 'What, and look like a man? What's wrong with woolly tights?', she simply said.

Finis.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Excellent story from start to finish

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

Thank you

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)

I can't believe I wrote this nearly six months ago! X

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By *otts2748Man
over a year ago

mansfield

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By *yron 2013Man
over a year ago

Bath

Loved this - your back catalogue is ace!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

you threw her clothes out yet you wear chinos !!!!

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)


"you threw her clothes out yet you wear chinos !!!! "

Could be worse - could be crimpolene!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

A very hot read indeed.

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By *untimes6969Man
over a year ago

Newcastle upon Tyne

A great story, the mind is a funny thing especially when it comes to confidence!

'If you think you can, you can - if you think you can't, your right!!'

Love your stories..........more!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Wish u would teach my partner this stuff and how zhs can be more sexual awakened like this. Such a hot read and even better if it happens for real.

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)


"Wish u would teach my partner this stuff and how zhs can be more sexual awakened like this. Such a hot read and even better if it happens for real."

Why not print it out and say you found it on an erotic fiction website? It might not turn her off trousers but it could turn her on to stockings ...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Wish u would teach my partner this stuff and how zhs can be more sexual awakened like this. Such a hot read and even better if it happens for real.

Why not print it out and say you found it on an erotic fiction website? It might not turn her off trousers but it could turn her on to stockings ..."

Oh yes I could try that. Do u think it would work?

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)


"Wish u would teach my partner this stuff and how zhs can be more sexual awakened like this. Such a hot read and even better if it happens for real.

Why not print it out and say you found it on an erotic fiction website? It might not turn her off trousers but it could turn her on to stockings ...

It might - it won't work if you don't try it! It may be just the hint she's waiting for - and no loss if she isn't!

Oh yes I could try that. Do u think it would work?"

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Deadly is the female is an awesome shop!

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By *est-couple OP   Man
over a year ago

Southwick (near Trowbridge)


"Deadly is the female is an awesome shop! "

Up on Catherine Hill in Frome? Yes, it truly is xxx

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Enjoyed that immensley

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By *ime for me21Man
over a year ago

skeg

Very nice

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