Chapter 3 Touching stockings again

About a year later, when my mother was in the sixth grade of junior high school, she was transferred some positions in the trading company where she originally worked. She didn't do very well and left her post to join a new company.

The original company had no requirements for clothing, but the new company was in the banking industry, and large enterprises had regulations on uniforms and clothing. In addition to the pretty close-fitting narrow skirt uniform, it also stipulated that black stockings should be matched with black stockings. When my mother went home with uniforms and black stockings on the first day, I couldn't see it, as if the transparent black stockings on her mother's legs awakened the stockings fetish that I had forgotten for a long time since kindergarten.

No matter where my mother went at home that night, I kept staring at my mother's slender black silk legs and staring at me.

That night, I kept praising my mother and saying that their uniforms looked very good. My mother was happy and said that she also felt that it was just a little tight (it was obviously the chest and buttocks).

Originally, I walked to school by myself in the morning, and that night I told my mother that I wanted her to take me to school because she was very beautiful and wanted to show her to her classmates. My mother was also happy and said yes to let my son have a face.

Usually, my father drives the car at home when he is at work, but my mother is close to her workplace, so she rides a motorcycle.

I sat in the back seat and wrapped my mother's slender waist. Although I was separated by my clothes, I felt very happy when I touched my mother's body.

From time to time, I looked at my mother's beautiful legs with transparent black stockings bathed in the sun, and I felt refreshed.

Since I was sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle, my thighs wearing school sports shorts were also clamped from the back, my mother's hips wearing a narrow skirt, from the back.

Especially because my mother's skirt is very narrow, she lifted it up when she sat on the motorcycle cushion, and the exposed thighs were more exposed.

My legs were just pressed against my mother's buttocks wrapped in a narrow skirt. My eyes were restlessly looking at my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, sitting behind her.

A year ago, I saw my sister's naked body and her pretty breasts. I was gradually enlightened and began to react to sex. Even if I don't necessarily know what to do, I know that touching a woman's body is very exciting.

While our motorcycle was waiting for the red light, I moved my hand from my mother's waist to my mother's thighs, and slightly pinched my mother's stockings and thighs to pretend to be adjusting the seating position. In fact, I was enjoying the touch of the stockings from my hands.

The skin on my mother's legs was slightly hot and silky, which instantly made my palm feel numb and numb. The penis in my pants also reacted, gradually hardened and slowly pressed against my mother's buttocks from behind.

Because I was not so bold that I was completely close to it, my mother might not notice that my butt was pushed through the clothes from behind by my cock.

In addition to accelerating, I occasionally braked. I followed the motorcycle movement and grabbed my mother's slender waist and slid back and forth slightly.

Although it was not intentional, the movement of pressing my mother's buttocks under my crotch gave me a solid stimulation.

When I was about to get off the bus at the school gate, I turned over and got off the bus and put my hand on my mother's stockings and thighs. I enjoyed the wonderful touch of the last stockings that morning, and then entered the school gate with my classmates (and my classmates' fathers) envious eyes.