Vadim woke up from an alarming sharp ringing that plunged him into a stressful state. Heart pounding. Thoughts flashed in my brain: “Alarm clock, so that it! To work? Maybe a day off? No, monday. Heck! Unlucky!"

He reached for the wall, felt for the lamp, turned it on. Eyes refused to open. He held out his hand to the coffee table, took the remote, sent it to the TV area, and pressed a button. The voice gave news about the war.

“NTV,” the brain awoke and returned to real life. “Today is her day. Must see. Switched to the first channel. With an effort half opened the eyes. She sat in the studio and asked questions to some peasant. “Again in the pants! Bad day begins.

It was the host of Good Morning. When she worked in pantyhose, Vadim had a dream like a hand shot. Could admire her feet forever. But, unfortunately, this happened very rarely. The girl loved to wear pants. Probably, she had such a fetish.

Once, sometime during the day, she led a hand-over (something about the internet). Sat in a short dress, and Vadim could watch the wonderful legs in black shoes with high heels, tightly tightened in flesh-colored nylon. Vadim then did not go anywhere, although he was going on business, and until the end he enjoyed this wonderful program for computer teapots. I even wanted to write a letter to her so that she would not upset the viewers with her stupid pants in the future. But something did not write ...

As the awakening began to roll headache. Yesterday we had a lot of fun at Tanya’s birthday party.

In general, Vadim was not a fan of noisy gatherings. Yes, and to alcohol, his body was hostile. But to refuse the invitation is inconvenient. And, most importantly, where else in the midst of winter can you meet so many girls in pantyhose!

The people were probably thirty people. Vadim came one of the first Walking in the hallway, let guests in. The girls, having thrown off their fur coats, disappeared behind the bedroom door, then they came out elegant, beautiful, in evening dresses of different lengths, showing mouthwatering legs in Italian pantyhose.

The first came a tall, slim, even too slim girl (Natasha, as Vadim learned later), in a narrow black dress to her knees with a slit on the side. With high heels and black tights, her chiseled calves looked spectacular. And when, while walking, before the eyes of Vadim, a piece of thigh flashed, the heart began to beat rapidly. “OMSA, velor series, 15 dan, the size is probably the fourth, maybe the third,” Vadim determined. Such a model was in his collection, so the probability of error was small.

Girls appeared one after another. From the abundance of legs in flesh-colored pantyhose of different shades, Vadim was breathtaking, and his eyes fled. But he was especially stunned by Sveta.

Sveta Vadim knew more from Tankina's wedding. But then she did not like anything special. Maybe because she was in a long dress to the floor. And now!

A short dress barely covered the panties. And everyone's eyes opened pretty legs in the thinnest black pantyhose with a seam. The density of nylon was minimal, so the fabric only slightly shaded the skin of the light legs, giving them such attractiveness that it was difficult for Vadim to resist the desire to immediately touch, stroke, cling to this miracle. And the seam still added sexuality to the image of Sveta. Such tights Vadim saw only in the movie, and in his mind immediately originated the question: "Where did she get them?"

Naturally, all the men at this evening wanted the Light. They were worried about the moment of seating at the table. After all, those who are lucky enough to be located next door to Sveta will see almost everything that is under her dress. Vadim out of luck. He got on the other side of the table, but just opposite Svetlana.

To his right sat a girl of about twenty with a pretty face in a rather short dress.Right before Vadim's eyes, the appetizing knees, tight in thick tan tights, glittered invitingly. Vadim was unable to take his eyes off this spectacle. When he, already pretty drowsy, decided to touch this desired object of his passion, the hand of the guy who was sitting on the other side of the girl lay on her right knee and began to gently stroke.

Vadim experienced the greatest disappointment, but, as if spellbound, continued to observe out of the corner of his eye behind this scene. The girl did not react in any way, continuing to eat. Gradually, the hand grew bolder and began to make more and more wide movements, slowly moving to the perineum. The girl quietly spread her knees, making it clear that she encourages the actions of the guy. The hand immediately began to walk on the inner surface of the thighs.

Vadim directly physically felt how the palm slides on the nylon allowing glare. His phallus began an indomitable upward movement and assumed an almost vertical position. It is good that he was wearing wide trousers and a jacket fastened. But he would not have dared to get up from the table in such a state. And soon they should have already started dancing, and in order to somehow get distracted, Vadim got into conversation with Sveta. They remembered how they were walking at the Tanyukhina wedding, they discussed mutual friends. Vadim felt an increasing sympathy for this girl.

Turned on the music. The men went to smoke, the women - to dance. Vadim decided to take pictures on camera, asking her to Stas - Tatiana's husband. Went to the kitchen. There, Tanya and her friend conjured something.

Tanya turned thirty. But with a new short haircut, in a fashionable blue suit up to half the thigh and in caliper tights, making her slightly full legs slim, she looked much younger. Vadim turned the camera on Tatiana, hit the face:

- Well, the birthday girl today is just beautiful!

- Thank. Oh, Vadik, do not shoot me. Go get the guests off.

- I’ll take everything off, I won’t miss anyone. Especially Light.

- You've seen? I was already stunned, I could not believe my eyes. She never dressed like that. Modest quiet girl has always been. I would never, in my life, dare to appear in people like that.

- Cool girl! Feet - shine. It would have eaten.

- All of you guys are like that. You legs, boobs, butts give. And if just a good girl, you do not notice.

- That's for sure. Let me take your legs off. - Vadim slowly began to lower the camera down. I stayed where the skirt ends, and Tanyukhi’s hip thighs appear - hips that are squeezed to the limit by strong nylon from “SANPELEGRINO”, are tight and elastic.

Vadim took the largest plan, so that it became clearly visible the structure of the fabric, each thread, each stitch. Tatiana resisted shooting poorly. It was clear that she liked this process. Vadim walked very slowly from the hip to the foot, then began to drive off, watching the outlines of the threads blur, creating a smooth, uniform fabric:

After shooting in the kitchen, Vadim headed to the hall, where there was a disco in full swing. Full room girls, all in pantyhose. Just paradise for fetishists!

Sang fashion group "Hands Up". The girls famously danced, the floor swayed rhythmically.

- Come on, everyone quickly raised their hands up! - loudly commanded Vadim, as a real DJ. A forest of hands shot up, along with the hands hemmed up the hems of already short dresses and skirts. Vadim's gaze presented such a wonderful sight that, if he were sober, he would suffocate with happiness. He began to shoot, frantically jumping from one pair of nylon legs to another, fearing that this magic might end at any second. But when the lens of the camera hit the Light, it froze and did not turn anywhere.

Sveta had time to gain strength, thought hard about what was going on, and had fun recklessly. In the camera lens, Vadim observed two wonderful buttocks covered with nylon. Two black stripes symmetrically diverged in the hemispheres of this delicious ass and converged back, rushing down to the feet. Vadim noted with satisfaction that in the upper part of the Svetlanin tights were not ...