(Nylon Fantasy was originally wrote by circleloopz for the mind control archive. This Nylon Fantasy branch will take his original story and break it up at certain turning points that allow others to branch it out in other directions. All this is meant for fun and with the upmost respect for the original author.)
John awoke as he did most mornings to the sound of the shower faucet being turned off. It was both his most anticipated and frustrating moment of every day. Walking in to the bathroom, there was his wife Sara. Looking every bit a women fifteen years younger than her, Sara had become a powerful executive. Her daily fitness regime kept her in top shape and a woman to be admired and feared. John looked her up and down as she extended one leg out and began to slide her shiny tan nylons up her leg. This was the moment John waited for every day.
Sara pulled the shiny hose up and, extending her other lean, well figured leg pulled up the second silky tube. As she snugged up the hose to her trim stomach, John crept behind her and, kissing her neck from behind, caressed her lithe, silky nylon covered legs with his hands.
“Not so fast, I am running late and you need to make sure that Kara is up! She is meeting Jenny early to finish their project for school.” Sara pushed John’s hands away. Yet again, he was denied. Sara’s climb up the corporate ladder had put their sex life way down on the priority list. Her everyday dress of skirts and high dollar pantyhose had only served to further frustrate John and his obsession with legs and nylons.
Trying to settle himself, John threw a t-shirt on and went down the hall to the bedroom of his 18 year old daughter, Kara. “Kara, are you up honey?” The door swung open. “Hi daddy, just finishing getting dressed, Jenny should be here any minute.”
Kara had become quite a young beauty. John looked at his daughter. Kara buttoned the last buttons of her uniform shirt. She wore the plaid skirt of her school uniform and a pair of very sheer, blue tights. If nothing else, Kara had inherited her mother’s long lean legs and tendency towards high dollar hosiery, which she seemed to wear even when not required by her school. John had kept the boys mostly away, but Kara would soon graduate the all girls school she attended, then John would have that to worry about. Just what he needed.
“What’s wrong dad,” Kara asked.
“Just admiring the beautiful young lady you’ve become,” John smiled back.
“Dad....” Kara seared back, slipping her small blue nylon covered feet in to a pair of black flats. Knock, knock, knock. “That’s Jenny dad, can you get that.” John left Kara and went to the front door. “Good morning Jenny” Jenny lived next door with her mother Cindy, who worked with Sara downtown. Jenny was a lovely redhead with deep green eyes. She wore the same uniform as Kara, but her legs were covered in a extremely sheer and shiny pair of tan nylons terminating in white ankle socks and sneakers.
“Good morning Mr.Smith, Kara up yet?” Jenny strolled in and slumped in to a kitchen chair. John could not help but sneak a glimpse of her beautiful legs in those wonderful tights. He felt a bit like a dirty old man, Jenny was only 18, but, given his lack of any sexual attention for weeks, he would take what he could get.
“Hey girl, what’s up with the tights?” even Kara had noticed Jenny’s shiny legs.
“Oh, got a cheerleading thing for the boys school today, just figured I would wear my tights and uniform. Those boys will do anything to check you out while you are changing.” Jenny lifted her skirt showing the briefs of her cheer uniform along with her soft, shiny nylon encased thighs. John nearly spit out the cup of coffee he had just lifted to his mouth.
“You OK Dad?” Kara asked.
“Yeah sweetie, just went down the wrong pipe, good luck with your project today.”
“Thanks Dad”
“Thanks Mr Smith, see ya.“Jenny shouted as the girls headed out the door. Jenny and her mom had lived next to them since the girls were born and thought nothing of lifting her skirt in front of John. Once again, the dirty old man feelings arose. Wiping the hot coffee off of his face he heard the door open again.
“Hey John, good morning.” It was Cindy, Jenny’s mother. Cindy was a stunning redhead, also with deep green eyes. She worked down town with his wife in the same building. Cindy and Sara were good friends, worked together, went to the gym together every night, went out on the weekends together, in fact, Cindy probably spent more time with his wife than John did. Like Sara, Cindy dressed her part. Today she wore a dark green silk shirt which matched her eyes nice, a short tan pleated skirt, tan pumps and a pair of nearly opaque silky pantyhose, at least so John thought.
“John, this doesn’t look too trashy does it” Cindy questioned lifting up her skirt revealing that her nylons were in fact stockings. John gulped and put down his coffee before a repeat of his last performance.
“No Cindy, can’t even tell, you look great as always.” John managed to get out.
“Thanks John, trying something new, what do you think Sara?” Cindy once again raised her skirt to show Sara who had now entered the kitchen. John felt a certain tightness in his shorts as his eyes nearly dropped from their sockets. This was too much.
“Pretty sexy girl, you trying to snag a man” Cindy’s husband had died many years ago.
“Ha, I have you, no time for a man. See you later John.” Cindy slipped out the door letting her skirt fall back over the edge of her silky stocking.
“Bye dear.” a quick peck on the cheek and Sara was gone. Not time for a man, no doubt, thought John. At least he had the day off. The company he worked for was updating its computer systems. John would head off to the internet to hopefully take care of some of this pressure himself.
Sitting down if front of the screen John googled his usual searches when a pop up appeared. “Want all of your nylon fantasies fulfilled?? Click here.” John shrugged, why not, always free to look. Clicking on the ad and new box appeared. “Thanks John” Then the box disappeared.
“How weird” he said to no one in particular. Just then the phone rang.
“ Hey John, " it was Larry from work “get up off of your ass and get down to the bar, and turn off that computer”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, see you in a bit” Might as well go drink a few beers, always time to do some surfing before Kara and Sara got home later.
Eight hours and several beers later John arrive home to find a small box on the doorstep. Throwing his keys on the counter, John opened the box to find a small crystal ball. A piece of paper read: Show this to any woman in nylons and all of your nylon fantasies will come true. Confused and a bit drunk, John read the paper several more times, staring at the small crystal object.
