It was work as usual, here I was standing outside freezing my tail off waiting for 250 attendees of a large meeting to break for dinner. My job was to make sure that all 250 guests were loaded in motor coaches and driven to a dinner in their honor. This job is not glamorous but does allow for some interesting views getting on and off the coaches. This particular night I noticed one guest dressed in a suit get on the coach and as he stepped onboard his pant leg raised just enough to see that he was wearing pantyhose or nylon of some sort. I finished loading and jumped on board to ride along to the next destination. It wasn’t difficult hiding my now growing hardon as I was wearing multiple layers of coats. I could not get the sight of nylon out of my mind. When we arrived at our destination I was anxious to greet him getting off the coach! He did not let me down, as he got off the coach he had no problem showing off that he was wearing nylon under his suit pants. I saw this shimmering tan ankle. He knew that I was watching him and smiled as our eyes met. I played it off like I was just concerned that he not trip as he disembarked.

The party inside must have been fun because all the attendees were deep in their drinks and the band was awesome. I went inside to use the restroom and to my surprise ran into the man with the nylon ankles. We were standing at the urinal taking care of business when my eyes wondered to his side and noticed that indeed he had on sheer pantyhose and a large cock to boot. Our eyes met and I quickly “embarrassingly” finished, washed up and left for the outside.

As people left we assisted in boarding them on the coaches back to their hotel. A large crowd came out and as I assisted them I felt this squeeze on my hand and a business card being thrust at me. I took the card and looked up to see this man smiling and quickly getting on the coach. When the coach departed and I had a second I pulled the card out to see what it said. It was short and sweet, “I see you looking at me! I saw you admiring my legs. I am in room 1310 and would love to show you more”. I was feeling dizzy at that moment, as I have never acted on my desire to be with another man especially involving my lust for anything nylon.

I finished my work half in reality and the other half daydreaming about what could be unfolding in the very near future. I went to my car and pulled out of a secret hiding place my stash of panties, stockings and pantyhose. I next went into the restroom down by the conference level where nobody goes after the conference floor is closed. I cleaned up and slipped on my favorite ultra sheer nude pantyhose redressed and took the elevator to room 1310. I could hardly contain my excitement. I was hard as a rock and was straining to get out of my recently adorned pantyhose. I knocked on the door and as the door opened I was …. More to follow