Originally Posted by
Maria 60
I thought I hide everything perfect when I was younger but boy was I wrong, I will try to keep it short but it was so exciting for me. Went to a wedding on Saturday and haven't seen most of my family since my father pasted ten plus years ago. It was great to see everyone again. I recently had a ear injury at work so when the DJ started pumping the music I had to leave and sit in the lobby. Well I guess I drank more then I thought because it wasn't the straightest walk I ever did, a few minutes later my cousin came over and pulled up a chair across from me, one look at her long legs and her always perfect look instantly took me back to my past when we were more like brother and sister and believe she was like a role model to me, when I dressed I always tried to achieve her look, and boy did I have a collection of her pantyhose. Every time we visted I always tried to take a pair or two, and I found out I wasn't as cleaver as I thought. She started some small talk and I could tell by the way she was talking that she also had a few drinks to many, she asked me why we didn't keep close and how we drifted so far apart that we were unseperatable when we were younger. She then blew me away, she looked around and pulled herself closer to me and asked me an unbelievable question, my heart is pumping faster right now just remembering it. She said "DO YOU MISS WEARING MY PANTYHOSE" ? I instintly looked her straight in her eyes, before I had a chance to say WHAT! She asked me if I thought I was that smooth that a women doesn't realize when her pantyhose are missing, she said at first she thought it was her sister my other cousin taking them but after a few fights with her realized the pattern that everytime I would visit a few pairs of pantyhose would go missing. She said when she knew I was going to visit she would leave the ones she didn't want and sometime would even leave me her good ones, and how flattered she was I would only take hers and not her sisters. Even then she said I was young and niave and very sloppy, she told me one time I went in her house and put on her pantyhose and when I came out I tucked the back of my shirt into the pantyhose and they were showing and not to embarrass me she fixed it without me knowing, and another time I didn't realize I had a hole in my sock and the pantyhose were showing threw the hole. Not knowing what to say I was in disbelief I was even having this conversation and totally busted. I didn't know what to say I then asked her if her sister knew and she said that at that time she thought I was just a kid, but she didn't tell her sister that I was taking her pantyhose as far as she could remember I was around seventeen. She then asked me if I was wearing them at that moment, I told her I don't do that anymore, she laughed and said the old habits die young line, I told her I still do every once in a while, she told me that was a more believable answer. She then reached up her dress and pulled down her stay-up and took off her shoes and reached up the other leg and pulled down her other stay-up and rolled them in her hand and opened my suit and put them in my inside pocket and hugged me and told again that she was flattered that I would only take hers and to take them for old times sake. She then told me she wanted to have this conversation for the longest time but never had the opportunity and throughout the years we drifted further apart. We talked and caught up for abut another hour and we hugged and said goodbye. When I went back to my table my wife asked why I looked white and flushed, I told her I must of drank to much. When I got home I pulled the stay-ups out of my pocket and threw them on the bed, my wife in shock and asked me where I got them. I told her what had happened and my wife started laughing because I told her when I was younger I would take my cousins pantyhose and she never knew. I guess I wasn't as smooth as I thought. My wife told me how lucky I was to have her as a cousin and how nice she handled it when I was younger and took the opportunity at the wedding to square things up with me, and was surprised I didn't ask for her number and keep in contact with her. I told my wife I was in a shocked state and confused that It's not everyday iam talking to someone about this. You mite say I've been on a high ever since that conversation and yesterday I put on the stay-ups and just laid around with my hang over and remembering my younger days and all the amazing pairs of pantyhose I took from her. I wish I would have asked for her number and try to keep in touch with her but maybe it's better to leave the past in the past and see how long I can stay with this happy feeling of the conversation with her and all the memories and great times I had with her. It's an amazing feeling and hope I could stay on this high for a long while. Sorry it dragged a bite there was so much more but didn't want to make it longer then it already is.