Earlier this week I attended a Charity event which was hosted by a friend of mine. While the event was for a good cause, nevertheless it provided a reason for us to gather, have some wine and hors d’oeuvres and catch up post holiday season. The picture should tell you what the charity was. There were ten of us including our hostess who took the picture plus a speaker from the charity. I won’t tell you which one she is but post your guess in the comment section of the chat forum.

We had all been to this home before and the white carpet made it mandatory that shoes were shed in the foyer. As you can see two of the women dressed a bit on the casual side, leggings and no stockings for one and a skirt with Capri tights and matching peds for the other. Other than the fact that someone had decided that it was to be pattern p/h night, myself and three other women did not get that memo we were all professionally dressed. Here is the picture taken at the gathering.

It was a fun gathering. I had my share of red wine and enjoyed chatting with the other woman. If you have read my previous stories you know the reaction that red wine and being around other women in stocking feet has on me! It was about 9:30 as we were leaving. I was sitting in my car warming it. My nipples were hardening and my panties were moist. Two thoughts were running through my head. Should I go home and self satisfy myself or should I call Cheryl and see if she wants company? I smiled and decided that I needed the touch of another woman to be truly satiated. I called Cheryl and told her that if it was not too late, I wanted to come over for a “visit.” She laughed and said “visit or sex!” I responded “how about both!” “Fine with me” was her answer.

I was so aroused that on the eight minute drive to Cheryl’s I was massaging my clitoris and getting my panties wetter than they already were. Cheryl told me that she would leave the garage open so that my car did not have to sit out in the cold. I arrived pulled into the garage, left my coat in the car, closed the garage door and entered the house.

Cheryl was waiting for me wearing a robe, stockings and a pair of slippers. “Where is your coat, it is too cold to just be wearing a sweater?” “In the car I replied, one less item for me to take off” I answered. She smiled broadly. “ Well then take off your shoes, you look so much sexier in your stocking feet” “Happily” I said and proceeded to unzip my ankle boots and once off placed them next to Cheryl’s collection of shoes lining the back hallway. Cheryl snapped a picture of me standing on one foot while removing my shoes.

Now in my stocking feet, I followed Cheryl into the kitchen. “Would you like a glass of wine?” she asked. Feeling very naughty, I responded “all in want is for you to take me to your bedroom. I am so desperate to be satisfied.” She took my hand and led the way.

In her bedroom I hurriedly removed my sweater, dress, bra and panties leaving on only my tight high stockings. Cheryl slipped off her robe and slippers. She too was in thigh highs and no panties. I crawled into her bed which was scented and warm from her body. She slid in next to me. We kissed and explored each other with fingers and tongues. My vagina which was wet from my juices now became drenched from her probing fingers. My heart was racing with anticipation of a sexual climax. Sensing this Cheryl said, “Tonight is for you and you alone, lay back and enjoy”

For the next forty minutes Cheryl brought me to climax after climax. Her fingers, her tongue, a dildo were all used multiple times. Lying back almost totally exhausted she purred in my ear “I want you to have one more special climax” I nodded “please, yes make me climax again” She laid me on my back parted my legs, put a pillow under my rear and using her sexy stocking covered toes wiggled them deep in my vagina and with her other foot massaged my hard swollen clitoris. This went on for what seemed like forever. Each climax was more intense than the last. Finally I asked her to stop. Her toes and the bed sheets were soaked from my juices. We lay hugging each other for awhile. Finally I told her that I needed to clean up and head home as I had an early meeting the next day.

It was truly a memorable evening…..sometimes it is better to receive than give!