I am a happily married, heterosexual male in his early fifties.My fascination is not only with pantyhose, but women's hosiery in general; including socks.He carefully put the pantyhose, girdles and bras back in the drawer and we ended up back in the den and started playing with the Matchbox cars again as if nothing had ever happened.I always wondered what would have happened if I had taken the chance and worn his mom's lingere!Right after we got married I started wearing pantyhose again when I was home alone.
I remember walking into the bathroom and seeing a pair of my mom's beige pantyhose hanging from the bath cutain rod. I locked the bathroom door, stripped down to nothing and slipped into the pantyhose.
The longer I indulge in my pantyhose fetish I realize that I have missed out on sharing a pantyhose experience with another man.
Because of this I am changing my sexual preference from strait to bisexual.
I didn't wear pantyhose after age sixteen and up until I got married.
I do have alot of great memories of girlfriends wearing pantyhose when we would go out on dates.