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I felt waves of pleasure aching throughout my lower body. It had been a long stressful day, though as an elementary school teacher just about everyday is stressful. I preferred them to call by my first name in that way, it made the connection feel deeper, and just about all of them said that phrase to me today.

I had no time to dawdle though, as a full-time mother of one teenage daughter I still had to get dinner served before I took her to cheerleading practice and then grade what felt like a metric-ton of papers tonight.

I feel as though I never get a break sometime. I walked to the mirror and stopped, dreading to see how deep the bags under my eyes had gotten.

Looking in I was happy to see my makeup seemed to cover the worst of it. I looked at the rest of my form seeing if I needed to change my outfit before cheer practice. Today I chose to wear a nice yellow-patterned sun dress with a pair of tan pantyhose. Ok I admit the dress was just a little tighter, a little shorter and a little more low-cut than school regulations allowed but it matched my long blonde hair and tan skin that I actively worked on. With my busy schedule I rarely exercised but seem to have hit the genetic jackpot because I was still thin.

The other female staff make sure to remind me of how lucky I am, though the resentment in their voice is hardly veiled. Concord certainly didn't correct my dress-code violation. God how tired I was though, I shuffled slowly away from the mirror and collapsed onto the recliner.

I deserved a break. I kicked my yellow flats off and lifted my left foot up onto my right knee and began massaging my pantyhose-clad sole. It was slightly moist from being up on my feet all day but it felt so good to rub. I worked my fingers up the side of my foot and pressed my thumb into the ball of it and rubbed harder. I really enjoyed the feel of nylon against my skin. I have just about every color of hosiery you could think of since I love to dress colorfully and match my outfits.

I had a whole drawer full of them actually, hosiery, tights, stockings, leggings, you name it. I loved to see how my legs looked wrapped in various styles. I rarely wore jeans or pants if I could substitute some sort of tight-fitting legwear. I must have nodded off because next thing I knew the doorbell rang to signal the arrival of the pizza. I tipped the delivery girl generously and set out slices for me and my daughter. She came bounding down the stairs in her blue cheerleading uniform.

She was 16 and a half but I felt she was developing into a beautiful young woman. Her auburn hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail and her uniform fit on her body very nicely around her cream-colored skin, though I felt her skirt was probably too short for a girl her age, but that's what she was given by the school.

I was probably no one to talk in that department anyway. It looked like I wouldn't have time to change and I'd also have to drive since my husband was out of town, and so we wolfed a few slices down quickly and headed off to cheer. Again we trudged back into the house now that cheer was over. It was a warm night and we were both glistening with sweat, though of course Alissa was the one putting in all the physical work. I was off on the bleachers grading papers.

My legs and feet certainly sweated under my pantyhose and I wanted to kick myself the whole time for not changing. It was only 8: The family hamper was in the upstairs hallway and though I normally undressed in my room I figured since it was just us ladies here I began to peel off my moist pantyhose right there in the hallway.

I tossed them into the hamper and shed my dress as well, tossing it in on top. I sauntered to my room in my bra and panties just as Alissa came up the stairs and headed to the bathroom. I plopped down face-down on my king-size bed. Finally getting off of my feet felt like bliss, and I crawled to my pillow and snuggled the sheets up to my face. Again I quickly nodded off when my daughter's piercing yell echoed through the upstairs hallway.

Alissa was horrible about remembering to get towels before showering. Grumpily I got out of bed and grabbed two towels out of the linen closet and headed toward the bathroom. Normally I would've knocked or set them outside the door but I was pissed and my daughter was about to get a piece of my mind. I was tired of her forgetfulness and the fact that she woke me up made me even more irate than normal.

I stormed into the bathroom, stepping over Alissa's cheer outfit and underwear on the floor. The bathroom amplified my shout and made it much louder than either of us expected. I heard a shriek from behind the shower curtain. I heard a shuffle as sound of the shower water dissipated with a squeak from the handles. My daughter's hand appeared from behind the curtain and quickly flung it back. The sight I beheld was Alissa stood there in all her glory, her small breasts perked straight up, much more-so than a girl her age's should have, and they ended in delicately small, pink nipples.

Her cream-colored torso shimmered beautifully with falling water that followed it down to slender, toned legs. Her thighs were utterly glorious though as I gazed at them, my eyes fell on the most glorious sight of all. She had just the slightest patch of auburn hair between her legs just above her vagina. Instantly all of my rage melted out of me. I didn't understand what was happening. A huge lump in my throat formed as I struggled to find words.

I hadn't seen my daughter in the nude in quite some time and this vision of feminine beauty had truly stunned me. The the tension in the air was instant as I stood there, dumbly gawking at my naked daughter. She stood there speechless from my shouting. It hadn't occurred to me that in my haste to get up for the towels that I was standing there still in my bra and panties. Once this thought hit me I finally tore my eyes away from Alissa's body to look her in the eyes.

It wasn't until then that I also managed to shut my mouth as my jaw had completely dropped. She stood there silently awaiting my fury, the last of the shower water dripping down her wet hair and body. Even though she was frozen with fear, I almost swore I saw her eyes drop lower as well. After getting control of my body again I awkwardly shuffled forward and held the towels out without saying a word.

She reached out and also silently took them with a trembling hand. I turned around and marched out, again without saying a word and shut the door behind me. I went straight to my room, turned off the lights and climbed into bed, no longer tired. I was reeling from the events that just occurred. I didn't understand why I was so mesmerized by my daughter's body.

Though I find women attractive I'm not a lesbian, I'm happily married to a man and have never experimented with women. And Alissa's only 16 for god's sake! Did that make me a pervert?! Why oh fucking why could I not stop staring?! Did Alissa realize her own mother was ogling her like some kind of horny schoolboy? All of these thoughts and even more questions tangled around in my mind as I lay there in the darkness.

And the thought that I kicked around more-so than any other: I snapped awake to my loud, piercing alarm clock. I slammed it off in annoyance. Jesus I didn't want to get up, today was Friday and I promised my elementary class they could dress up in costumes if they were good all week, and they most certainly were. Then the events of the previous night hit me. The tension-filled stand-off between my daughter and I, the fact that I openly gazed at her nakedness.

And the overarching question that instantly made me warm between my legs, which was the fact that she may have been looking back at me the same way I looked at her. But that couldn't be, I mean she was so young and always giggling about boys. Was I having thoughts like I had last night at her age?

I tried to remember but came up with nothing. Surely it was my own perverted imagination that hoped Alissa noticed my body. Reality sunk in and I had a lot to get ready for the day. I forced aside last night and got to work. I too would dress up with my class and I chose to go as Elsa from the movie Frozen. I had a blue gown that was vaguely similar to Elsa's that was long and flowing. It was going to be another hot day but I chose to take one for my class. I slipped my bra and panties off and began donning my costume.

To go along with the Elsa costume I grabbed a pair of white pantyhose and rolled one leg up and slipped one foot in. I rolled it up along my calf and halfway up my thigh. The nylon felt so good around my leg. I rolled up the other leg and placed my other foot inside and began creeping it up my leg.

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Mom and daughter sex tories

I felt waves of pleasure aching throughout my lower body. It had been a long stressful day, though as an elementary school teacher just about everyday is stressful. I preferred them to call by my first name in that way, it made the connection feel deeper, and just about all of them said that phrase to me today.

I had no time to dawdle though, as a full-time mother of one teenage daughter I still had to get dinner served before I took her to cheerleading practice and then grade what felt like a metric-ton of papers tonight.

I feel as though I never get a break sometime. I walked to the mirror and stopped, dreading to see how deep the bags under my eyes had gotten. Looking in I was happy to see my makeup seemed to cover the worst of it. I looked at the rest of my form seeing if I needed to change my outfit before cheer practice.

Today I chose to wear a nice yellow-patterned sun dress with a pair of tan pantyhose. Ok I admit the dress was just a little tighter, a little shorter and a little more low-cut than school regulations allowed but it matched my long blonde hair and tan skin that I actively worked on. With my busy schedule I rarely exercised but seem to have hit the genetic jackpot because I was still thin. The other female staff make sure to remind me of how lucky I am, though the resentment in their voice is hardly veiled.

Concord certainly didn't correct my dress-code violation. God how tired I was though, I shuffled slowly away from the mirror and collapsed onto the recliner. I deserved a break. I kicked my yellow flats off and lifted my left foot up onto my right knee and began massaging my pantyhose-clad sole.

It was slightly moist from being up on my feet all day but it felt so good to rub. I worked my fingers up the side of my foot and pressed my thumb into the ball of it and rubbed harder. I really enjoyed the feel of nylon against my skin.

I have just about every color of hosiery you could think of since I love to dress colorfully and match my outfits. I had a whole drawer full of them actually, hosiery, tights, stockings, leggings, you name it. I loved to see how my legs looked wrapped in various styles.

I rarely wore jeans or pants if I could substitute some sort of tight-fitting legwear. I must have nodded off because next thing I knew the doorbell rang to signal the arrival of the pizza. I tipped the delivery girl generously and set out slices for me and my daughter. She came bounding down the stairs in her blue cheerleading uniform.

She was 16 and a half but I felt she was developing into a beautiful young woman. Her auburn hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail and her uniform fit on her body very nicely around her cream-colored skin, though I felt her skirt was probably too short for a girl her age, but that's what she was given by the school. I was probably no one to talk in that department anyway. It looked like I wouldn't have time to change and I'd also have to drive since my husband was out of town, and so we wolfed a few slices down quickly and headed off to cheer.

Again we trudged back into the house now that cheer was over. It was a warm night and we were both glistening with sweat, though of course Alissa was the one putting in all the physical work. I was off on the bleachers grading papers. My legs and feet certainly sweated under my pantyhose and I wanted to kick myself the whole time for not changing. It was only 8: The family hamper was in the upstairs hallway and though I normally undressed in my room I figured since it was just us ladies here I began to peel off my moist pantyhose right there in the hallway.

I tossed them into the hamper and shed my dress as well, tossing it in on top. I sauntered to my room in my bra and panties just as Alissa came up the stairs and headed to the bathroom. I plopped down face-down on my king-size bed. Finally getting off of my feet felt like bliss, and I crawled to my pillow and snuggled the sheets up to my face.

Again I quickly nodded off when my daughter's piercing yell echoed through the upstairs hallway. Alissa was horrible about remembering to get towels before showering. Grumpily I got out of bed and grabbed two towels out of the linen closet and headed toward the bathroom. Normally I would've knocked or set them outside the door but I was pissed and my daughter was about to get a piece of my mind. I was tired of her forgetfulness and the fact that she woke me up made me even more irate than normal.

I stormed into the bathroom, stepping over Alissa's cheer outfit and underwear on the floor. The bathroom amplified my shout and made it much louder than either of us expected. I heard a shriek from behind the shower curtain. I heard a shuffle as sound of the shower water dissipated with a squeak from the handles. My daughter's hand appeared from behind the curtain and quickly flung it back. The sight I beheld was Alissa stood there in all her glory, her small breasts perked straight up, much more-so than a girl her age's should have, and they ended in delicately small, pink nipples.

Her cream-colored torso shimmered beautifully with falling water that followed it down to slender, toned legs. Her thighs were utterly glorious though as I gazed at them, my eyes fell on the most glorious sight of all. She had just the slightest patch of auburn hair between her legs just above her vagina. Instantly all of my rage melted out of me. I didn't understand what was happening. A huge lump in my throat formed as I struggled to find words. I hadn't seen my daughter in the nude in quite some time and this vision of feminine beauty had truly stunned me.

The the tension in the air was instant as I stood there, dumbly gawking at my naked daughter. She stood there speechless from my shouting. It hadn't occurred to me that in my haste to get up for the towels that I was standing there still in my bra and panties. Once this thought hit me I finally tore my eyes away from Alissa's body to look her in the eyes.

It wasn't until then that I also managed to shut my mouth as my jaw had completely dropped. She stood there silently awaiting my fury, the last of the shower water dripping down her wet hair and body. Even though she was frozen with fear, I almost swore I saw her eyes drop lower as well.

After getting control of my body again I awkwardly shuffled forward and held the towels out without saying a word. She reached out and also silently took them with a trembling hand. I turned around and marched out, again without saying a word and shut the door behind me.

I went straight to my room, turned off the lights and climbed into bed, no longer tired. I was reeling from the events that just occurred. I didn't understand why I was so mesmerized by my daughter's body. Though I find women attractive I'm not a lesbian, I'm happily married to a man and have never experimented with women. And Alissa's only 16 for god's sake! Did that make me a pervert?! Why oh fucking why could I not stop staring?! Did Alissa realize her own mother was ogling her like some kind of horny schoolboy?

All of these thoughts and even more questions tangled around in my mind as I lay there in the darkness. And the thought that I kicked around more-so than any other: I snapped awake to my loud, piercing alarm clock. I slammed it off in annoyance. Jesus I didn't want to get up, today was Friday and I promised my elementary class they could dress up in costumes if they were good all week, and they most certainly were. Then the events of the previous night hit me.

The tension-filled stand-off between my daughter and I, the fact that I openly gazed at her nakedness. And the overarching question that instantly made me warm between my legs, which was the fact that she may have been looking back at me the same way I looked at her. But that couldn't be, I mean she was so young and always giggling about boys.

Was I having thoughts like I had last night at her age? I tried to remember but came up with nothing. Surely it was my own perverted imagination that hoped Alissa noticed my body. Reality sunk in and I had a lot to get ready for the day. I forced aside last night and got to work.

I too would dress up with my class and I chose to go as Elsa from the movie Frozen. I had a blue gown that was vaguely similar to Elsa's that was long and flowing. It was going to be another hot day but I chose to take one for my class. I slipped my bra and panties off and began donning my costume. To go along with the Elsa costume I grabbed a pair of white pantyhose and rolled one leg up and slipped one foot in.

I rolled it up along my calf and halfway up my thigh. The nylon felt so good around my leg. I rolled up the other leg and placed my other foot inside and began creeping it up my leg.

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  1. I had a sudden sensation of wetness on my fingers. To go along with the Elsa costume I grabbed a pair of white pantyhose and rolled one leg up and slipped one foot in. I plopped down face-down on my king-size bed.

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