Nylon legs, uncontrolled urges

Amanda saw her legs wrapped in shimmering black hose and nearly melted into a puddle of heat. Steeling herself as best as she could, she managed to ignore the pile.of nylon on her bed - however much she wanted to just frolick on it - and went into the shower. A shower would help clear her head from thoughts of being encased in nylon and fucking her boyfriend also in nylons- "Stop that, Amanda! Boys do not wear pantyhose! Oh, but what if they did? They would be so much hotter that way." The idea of using the can on her boyfriend was quickly pushed aside. Keeping her hands from touching her body - in a sexual way - was more difficult than expected, and she finally left the shower it had been close to an hour. It wasn't until she was toweling off that she noticed her legs were still in oh so delicious black nylons.