My Pantyhose Fetish at Work

I used to work many years ago in a canteen/resturant where the women waitresses had to conform to a dress code of a white blouse, black skirt and shoes and of course tights/pantyhose or stockings. Most of them wore tan/nude coloured tights.

I was a young lad and this was one of the jobs that I had to do to get my foot in the door for a steady job, so most of the jobs I had to do were menial, like emptying bins mopping floors etc.

One job I didn't mind doing was cleaning out the womens changing room. The first couple of times there just run of the mill and uneventful and was straight in and out of their changing room. Until one day I went in to empty out their bin. I found a freshly disgarded pair of tights in the bin. They were still warm to the touch and the aroma that came off of them were out of this world and I developed and instant hard on. On further examination I discovered that they were very lightly worn through on the soles, however this did no put me off as they were still soft to the touch.

I placed them straight into my pocket and emptied the rest of the rubbish into the plastic sack, swept and mopped the floor and moved out fast to the gents toilets to relieve my now aching hard on.

I put the tights to my face and inhaled hard, I came without even a stroke on my erect cock.

At closing time it was my time to lock up. I waited until everyone deserted the building and then made my way back into the womens changing room. To my surprise there were tights everywhere. Most of them were hanging on their owners open locker doors. I went to each pair in turn and took a great sniff at the feet and gusset. WOW! What a feeling, it was like I was d**gged, I felt and immediate buzz and my cock now fully erect wanted to spray the whole of their changing room with its juices.

With their lockers open I was able to explore the other treasures contained therein. I found all sorts tights and stockings and with different aromas. I even stole a couple of pairs of worn tights from those that kept their old used ones in carrier bags, instead of placing them in my bin. I had many happy hours in their changing room and I always volunteered to stay late to lock up.

Needless to say when I moved on to my new job,I managed to collect quite a few pairs to keep me going for a long, long time.


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