I grew up admiring and being aroused by my mom. She was always a very gorgeous and extremely sexy woman. The fact that she's Asian only adds to her erotic appeal. You can say that I was a very lucky kid. My mom worked full-time as a nurse, so our only opportunity to talk was in the mornings before she went to work and I went to school. So, we would talk while she got dressed, which I lived for.
As a nurse, pantyhose was a required part of the hospital's dress code, so she wore them daily (I found out later that she wore them ALL the time). But she took the dress code a little further. Not only did she wear pantyhose, but also NEVER wore panties under them, and always wore very high heels and either short tight dresses or skirts and NEVER wore a bra. I would get so hard watching her each morning slide her silky sheer pantyhose over her sexy legs, tight ass, and moist pussy. My friends would always tell me how hot my mom was and how their dads all wanted to fuck her, which is where my story beginsβ¦
There was one of my friends' dads, Don, who visibly and conspicuously showed a sexual interest in my mom. When they would run into each other after school when picking us up, he always got a hard on talking to her. I would see his eyes run up and down my mom's sexy body, starting with her pantyhosed legs, up her silky thighs, then to her full plump 34D breasts. In fact, he would always try and park in a way so that he could see her stepping out of her car with her skirt hiked up high, fully exposing her legs as she spread them getting out.
Once in a while he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of her dark-haired pussy pressed up against the crotch of her pantyhose. What really got me aroused is that she seemed to enjoy it. She wore her tightest and shortest skirts on the days she picked me up, skirts that barely covered her ass, and was very careless getting out of her car, spreading her legs wide, knowing he was watching.
As you can see from the description of my mom, it wasn't hard for me to develop a pantyhose fetish. I would go straight to her room when we got home from school so that I could go in her laundry hamper and smell her used pantyhose from the week, sniffing the feet and crotches, taking in her strong, pungent foot odor and pussy aroma. It was during one of these pantyhose revelries that I found something very curious. The pantyhose I was playing with had a hole ripped in the crotch and some dried sticky substance around it. I quickly realized it was dried cum, and my heart and cock started throbbing uncontrollably. My mom was fucking another man, and I had a good hunch as to who it was!
Then came the day when my suspicions were confirmed. A few days later I was watching my mom get dressed as usual when I noticed that I could see her cunt clearly. She was wearing those pantyhose I had found with the hole in the crotch. I asked her why she was wearing ripped pantyhose, and she told me that it's easier to pee, since she doesn't have to pull her pantyhose down. It made sense, but sounded very suspicious. When she struggled to slip into the shortest tightest skirt I had ever seen her wear, I knew something was up. It was so short that you could see the bottom of her ass cheeks every time she took a step. I found out later what the occasion was.