I got the key to her house (Wife and mature adult novel)

Xiao An is my good friend. After retiring from the army for some time, he came to a high-end real estate project in our city as the security supervisor. This is where the story begins. The first time I went to see him, I was shocked by the magnificent building before I even entered the door. It is worthy of being the top residential building in the city. The frame building structure, the staggered floors, the grass and trees, the clear river surrounding the artificial rockery, all set off the cultural environment of the wealthy area. However, what attracts me most here are the fashionable men and women. With the guidance of the security guard, I found Xiao An's office. Xiao An saw my excited face and started to brag to me, "It's really pleasant to work here, the workload is not very heavy, and the office environment is very good. The most important thing is that there are endless beautiful girls here every day!" As he said, he walked to the windowsill and looked around the house. The phone rang. He picked up the phone and said "um" and "ah" twice, then put it down and said, "Please sit for a while. I don't know what kind of meeting the property department will have." I looked at it and said, "Then I'll leave first and contact you in the evening." Okay, I'll treat you in the evening. Please pick me up at six o'clock. At six o'clock in the evening, I arrived at "×× Garden" on time and called him, "Please get in first." I stepped on the gas and rushed into the door. Suddenly, a red Hyundai Cap accelerated sharply and entered the door side by side with me, and immediately overtook my car, and then drove slowly. Is there anyone who drives like this? I was angry. Whose resentful woman is driving a broken car so shaky? The Cap slowly drove into the parking space, and my car was also driving slowly. By the time Cap came to a complete stop, my car was already coasting in neutral, almost to a stop. The red car door opened. Wow, my expectations were not in vain. I clearly saw a pair of jade-like feet in white high-heeled shoes sticking out of the car door. I swallowed hard. The second foot also stretched out soon after. The two legs were gradually revealed, so beautiful.

The delicate feet were wrapped in crystal clear flesh-colored stockings and matched with white high-heeled women's shoes. They stepped out of the red sports car. 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds - I really hope time will stop. I want to drag those two legs to my car regardless of everything and play with them. I felt my face was so hot, just like boiling water boiling in my heart, but the tutor of this pair of feet seemed to be very cooperative, and did not rush to lean his body out. Instead, he leaned his body inside, as if to get a bag from the driver's seat, with his legs slightly raised. Wow! I could only vaguely see the crotch outlined with shiny fine lines, it was a pair of pantyhose! Although it was only one second, I still captured this moment and saw it clearly. My little DD couldn't help but shrink. The tutor of the feet finally showed up, a graceful woman, about 28 or 29 years old, 1.65 meters tall, with an excellent figure, flowing long hair over her shoulders, and wearing a decent professional women's suit. I think it should be AIR grade anyway. What is unacceptable is her disdainful look towards everything, but the most unbearable thing is her slender legs wrapped in the shy flesh-colored stockings. She closed the car door and the headlights flashed in unison. At this time, Xiao An came downstairs, walked towards me, walked to my car door, opened the door, and smiled at the beautiful girl who was about to come over, "Wow, you're back so early today!" There was a hint of oiliness in Xiao An's words. Yes, I have nothing to do today. It's rare that I get back early. I immediately became excited and asked him if he knew her before he closed the car door! Yes, this woman is attractive! If only I could get her down! Xiao An said this with a smug smile on his face. A typical man, with no brains, just matching his 1.8 meter height and rough body. I thought to myself, "It's not her body that I want to get. I will be absolutely satisfied as long as I can get that piece of silk on her leg. You are just a! Man! He even asked back, "Do you believe that I have the key to her house? I don't believe it! But my heart still skipped a beat! Forget it, there's no need to say more to you." He was still a little angry. I got in the car and said, "Let's go, let's eat and talk." The car turned a corner and drove to "×× Mansion Spicy Crab", which is a good place to eat, chat and kill time. After ordering the food, I brought up the question: What does this woman do? She looks so ostentatious! Later I learned from him that the woman's surname was Chen and she was a freelancer. I heard that she was in the medical device business and was an agent. However, outsiders knew very little about her family situation. It seemed that she had no husband and no children. No one had ever visited her home. She often left in the morning and drove back very late at night. Because she always honked the horn and knocked on the door at two or three o'clock in the morning, all the security guards here knew her. She was a completely independent woman. No matter how much she drank at night, no one would send her home. She was a recognized beauty in the community. Her biggest feature was that she wore skirts all year round. Maybe she didn't have a pair of pants in her closet (I have to search and verify this∼∼), so no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, people could admire her itchy legs. Due to her busy work and many business matters, she always forgot to bring her keys home or forgot her keys at home, so one day she found the property management department and asked them to store the spare keys. Knowing that she had the habit of coming home late, they simply handed the keys to the security department, and they were kept by Xiao An. key! key! "My heart moved, and I had an impulse subconsciously. After dinner, I went home feeling itchy. Lying on the bed at night, I began to fantasize. I thought of her fair and pretty face, tall figure, and long legs. She is still an old maid. The most important thing is that she wears skirts and thin stockings all year round. I have the idea of ​​swallowing her up. The scene of seeing her appeared in my mind from time to time. Her legs were slightly raised, and her stockings were completely exposed, even her crotch could be seen (confirming that it was a crotch-added buttock-lifting body-shaping pantyhose). Suddenly, the heat that had been accumulated for a long time spurted out quickly, like a "key", penetrating her door, opening her wardrobe, pulling open the drawer, facing the blood-spurting stockings and pantyhose, and sprinkling them on them without reservation. I fell asleep with the dream.

I made up my mind to get the key as soon as possible! As I wished, within three days, I finally seized the opportunity, took out the key from Xiao An's office, quickly made a copy, and put the original one back. Most importantly, I learned the specific address from the note card where the key was placed. "Chen××A1202" I got the key, and my mood became uneasy with the key in my pocket. The weather was very good that day. I got up early and parked my car in the parking lot, which was very close to the Cap car and very suitable for observation. I waited and waited. At 8:20, the heroine walked towards me slowly from a distance, still as energetic and light as a jade girl. The sound of her pointed high heels hitting the ground became more and more rhythmic. She was wearing a black long-sleeved formal dress on her upper body, but the gray and black short skirt that was not higher than the knees remained unchanged. The most terrible thing was that the transparent stockings were worn on her legs, looming, and those of us who love socks would faint if we touched them. She still looked forward with a confident look, and with her right hand she delicately took out the car keys from her new LV shoulder bag, pressed the button on the key, and got into the car. I still watched the pair of legs in stockings from the moment they were lifted into the car door to the moment the door closed and she left. My heart was pounding! With a push of the accelerator, the car gradually drove away. She left, making sure that no one was at home. I had the key to her house. A woman like her should have a lot of stockings to be washed at home, many piled up in the closet, and even a lot hanging in the bathroom - what am I waiting for? Now if someone breaks into the house secretly, no matter what he does, if he gets caught, isn’t he just a thief? "But what have you been thinking about for so many days, and what have you prepared so much for? Are you willing to give up those lovely stockings and tights in her house? But if someone finds out, it is definitely not as simple as stealing a pair of stockings in someone's yard or picking up a can at the door. Forget it, for the sake of my Zhong Zhen's stockings, for the stockings I love, and for me to get the one I love, it doesn't matter. If I get drunk, at most I will be caught and sentenced to three years in prison. I will go to a mental hospital and find a psychologist to treat me. Will I be looked down upon by others?" There were many earthquakes in my heart, and I felt sorry for Xiao An. Forget it, for this time, I'll give it all! I closed the car door and walked straight to Building A, heading for the 12th floor. I didn't take the elevator, but arrived at the tutor's home and rang the doorbell. No one was there. I took out the exciting key and inserted it. Yes, it turned. One circle, two circles, three circles, and the door opened. What a careless woman. She only locked the security door, making my second key seem redundant. I stuck my head into the house first, and the smell of French perfume that came towards me made me feel that this was a residence exclusively for women. After making sure that there was no one there, I walked in quietly and closed the door gently. The first thing that caught my eye was the shoe cabinet. This three-layer wooden shoe cabinet is filled with 8 pairs of colorful and different styles of high-heeled women's shoes, including pink sexy sandals, white and black boots, black boots, and European-style shoes with pointed toes and pointed heels. The common feature of these shoes is that the heels are more than 5 cm. Think of them as close partners of stockings. This is a split-level residence with two bedrooms and a living room. The living room is designed in Japanese style, with a circle of corner sofas on the mahogany floor. Opposite is a home theater. The 42-inch SONY LCD TV and a full set of BOOS audio equipment are enough to show that the female tutor is a person who loves life. There is a large round wool carpet under the sofa, a small bar and an aquarium. There is nothing much to introduce. I took a quick look and went straight to the bedroom. When I entered the bedroom, I saw huge photos of the female tutor hanging on the wall. It would be better to say that these photos were full of charm rather than beautiful. Words like graceful, beautiful and elegant could not replace her beauty.

Rather than saying she is a businessman, it would be better to say that she is a person who understands life and art, or a master who relies on her beauty to navigate the business world with ease. At this time, a triangular clothes hanger appeared in front of me, and I saw two pajamas hanging casually on the corners of the hanger. Hey! What is that? It seemed that something I wanted was hanging behind the pajamas. I took two steps at a time and lifted up the pajamas. It was a pair of black pantyhose supported by a clothes hanger and hung behind the hanger. I gently put my face close to it and smelled it. A scent of "Green Poison" perfume flowed into my nostrils. However, this pair of stockings was not worn often because the two sides of her stockings had been a little deformed by the hanger. I was not in a hurry to put this pair down. I stuck out my tongue and licked from bottom to top, from the tip of the socks to the crotch, and then to the waist. No, it can't be just one. I stood up suddenly and walked straight to the closet. It was a huge closet. I opened the side door, and an indescribable smell hit me. There were coats and suits, all of which were high-quality items. They were all taken back from the laundry after being washed and put into the closet. I opened the left side, but still nothing was there. There were only piles of clothes. I randomly took out a few pieces to see if they were in there, but no! I closed the door, went straight to the bedside table, opened it, and wow! ——I was stunned. The entire drawer was filled with stockings and underwear. Although I had prepared myself mentally, I was still stunned by what I saw. A whole drawer of stockings! As I am not interested in underwear, I took these out and put them on the floor, then took out the stockings one by one. They were all light-colored and almost flesh-transparent. This may have something to do with the taste of my tutor. There were a few pairs that were almost transparent and felt like skin in my hands. I saw the labels on the inside were made in Korea or Japan, so they should be very expensive. There are also two pairs of this year's new large fishnet stockings with black garters, which are even more exciting. For the first time, I feel that high socks are more charming than tights. You can tell with the naked eye that most of them are wearing pantyhose. You can even hear my own breathing. I pick them up and kiss them madly, kissing their fragrance, kissing their delicate and soft skin, and kissing the body odor of their tutors. Everyone should be able to imagine the excitement of hugging and kissing your beloved stockings in this suffocating state! While holding her and kissing her with one hand, I took off the black stockings hanging on the hanger. I quickly released my little DD which was faster than my breathing, only to find that it was already wet. I put them on the bed, separated the black and pink pantyhose, and flesh-colored stockings, and lifted the quilt. Oh my God! The quilt is still warm, and there is the residual heat from the silk stockings tutor getting up. It is easy to think that the female tutor has just got up, put on her clothes and walked out of the house. Everything here is possessed by me. Nothing can control what is going to happen to me. That impulse solidified into a warm current and evenly sprinkled on these lovely silk stockings after everything happened in an instant! I was finally satisfied, fulfilling the fantasy I had when I first met this female tutor and the preparations I had made over the past few days. I spread the semen evenly on the pile of stockings, because I knew that the semen would dry on the stockings in a short time and would not leave too many marks. I must let the woman who thinks she is unattainable wear clean stockings or tights to accompany her, so that I will be more satisfied. But I really can’t bear to part with these treasures because I love them so much. I even feel that taking them away will save them from suffering!

At this time I came to the bathroom again, wow! There were still a few crumpled underwear in the bathtub in the bathroom, and three-day-old stockings were lying there helplessly. Two pairs of washed pantyhose were hanging on the balcony in the corner of the bathroom. It’s amazing, this woman is so amazing. My little DD became alert again. I quickly took out the three pairs of pantyhose lying in the bathtub. They were all crumpled up. I should have taken out a pair a day. Maybe the pantyhose that I had been thinking about day and night because of the exposure of that woman when I first saw her are among them! My temperature has risen to "red alert" again! With a light sniff, the smell of sweat is mixed with a unique feminine fragrance, which we call the "original flavor" enters the body through my respiratory tract, and the hormones instantly erupt and expand like magma! I got it! I got it! My heart was about to jump out of my chest. I thought there must be a pair that she took off and threw there last night. I stretched out these three pairs. They were so transparent and soft. I put them on my arms. They were so smooth and cool! I couldn't bear it any longer, it had reached the point where I could no longer endure it. I walked desperately to the balcony, took off my socks as quickly as possible, three pairs + two pairs, and pressed them against my chest, letting the hanging parts and the soles of the socks freely come into close contact with my penis. Instantly, I had a second orgasm, and my suppressed orgasm was completely released. I almost shouted out loud in this strange room! No matter how reluctant I am, I have to see it through to the end. An hour passed in the blink of an eye. I chose the one that I thought was most like "first love" from the three original flavors, and took two pairs of pantyhose and three pairs of stockings from the pile on the bed, all flesh-colored. When I saw that they were not good, I took the thin black pantyhose hanging on the hanger, because I didn't know why, it would be lonely to leave it hanging there alone. The others all returned to their places. I took out a fashion bag from the closet and put all my beloved treasures in it. I didn't dare to admire the beautiful scenery any longer and left after I thought I had packed up everything. In the days that followed, every night I would take out my beloved stockings, which I had gambled my life for, and caress them. The thin black pantyhose on the rack, because I don't know why, it would be lonely to hang it there alone. The others all returned to their places. I took out a fashion bag from the closet and put all my beloved treasures in it. I didn't dare to admire the beautiful scenery any longer, and left after I thought I had packed up everything.