Even at an early age I was fascinated by pantyhose. The silky sheen and the soft feeling of nylon never failed to get me excited. Whenever I saw a woman wearing them I would stare at her silky legs and try to sneak peeks up her skirt or dress, becoming instantly aroused even by the slightest flash of control tops. I fantasized about them constantly and would sometimes even sneak into my mom’s or my sister’s underwear drawers just to get a close look at the mysterious fabric that had such a hold over me.
