My first pantyhose experience was with someone I went to church with. She was very cute girl named Wendy. I was fourteen years old she was fifthteen. I first met her when I was ten in vacation bible school. I really started to notice her when we started to attend church together. She was very mature. Also the most feminine girl I knew at the time. I went to school with some of the worst tomboys I ever had to encounter. They didn’t know a pair of pantyhose from a payphone. Wendy was different she wore a dress every Sunday. Along with strappy sandals and pantyhose. Needles to say I looked forward to Sunday. I was crazy about this girl, but I could never “talk” to her. We were very friendly and I sat next to her in church each week.

Now our youth group was putting on a play for Christmas. It was a humorous story about an angel and The Three Kings. This was the time when Wendy was fifthteen and I was fourteen. Wendy played the lead angel. I missed the tryouts, so I got understudy for the lead king. On opening night the other guy got sick. I was thrown in at the last minute. Luckily I read the script and I knew it by heart. Wendy’s little brother, George knew I liked his sister. So he decided to have a little fun. I was told thirty minutes before the curtain that I was on. The play director gave me the costume. Next told me to find a room to change and get to the stage.

George led me to a room. He told me it was vacant and shoved me in. There was a bathroom inside and the door was ajar. Wendy was in the bathroom in her bra and panties. She was pulling up some white pantyhose. The she ran out of the bathroom to get her angel costume. She saw me and gasped. I used my costume to cover my whopper. I swore to her I thought the room was empty. She shook her head and said George. Well just pretend it’s a swim suit. I asked does she usually swim in her pantyhose. Wendy encouraged me to get dressed so I took the vacant bathroom. When I came out kinged Wendy needed a zip up. When she turned around I could clearly see her waistband. Then she told me she couldn’t find her shoes. They were white ballet style flats. I spotted the shoes under a table across the room. I didn’t want her feet covered up just yet. White pantyhose feet with reinforced toes. I love reinforced toes I used to call them toe bras. Hey why not, some people use the term toe cleavage.

She began crawling on the floor looking in the wrong places. After a few minutes of enjoying her pantyhose butt and feet I chose to find her shoes. After she put them on we walked out together. During the play Wendy forgot her lines. I quickly improvised the scene. Changing the scene into a conversation. A slick way to feed her lines. Wendy’s memory returned and she finished the play like a pro.

After the play, Wendy went looking for me. She thanked me for saving her butt. Then she gave me a very big kiss. Then we walked to the room together. When we got there she asked me for an unzip. Then she went into the bathroom. The door was old fashioned that used big keys. That meant big key holes. She worked her way out of the angel costume, bra and white pantyhose. Then she put on a fresh bra and slipped into some suntan pantyhose. Even though I could have passed out from blood loss, I was in heaven.

The after party was at her house. It was so packed with people, no one noticed us sneaking upstairs. We went into her room and sat on the bed. Wendy told me she knew that I liked her. George had told her everything. Then she told me that she liked me too. With that we started kissing. At that time I was hard as a rock. She felt my whopper against her while we made out. Wendy asked me if I wanted too. Of course I said yes. I started unzipping her dress, but she stopped me. She ran over to the door to lock it. She opened her closet and looked for something. She came out with some condoms. Then she sat back down next to me. Wendy handed me the condoms then took off her shoes. She stood up, lifted up her dress and was about to take down her pantyhose. I stopped her and suggested removing the dress first. Wendy agreed and off came the dress. It only took me a second to get undressed. Wendy unhooked her bra and let me take it off. Then I took down her pantyhose and panties. The people downstairs were so noisy they didn’t even hear us. We finished, got dressed and went downstairs separately.

Wendy and I had a few more encounters until we graduated high school. Unfortunately we went to different colleges.