It was my first day at my new job. I was new in town and got a job as an aerobics instructor at the cities hottest gym. I have instructed for over 8 years, so I thought it would be a good job, and a good place to meet new people, and girls. Not to make anyone wonder on my first day, I dressed fairly casually. A tank top and some regular cotton shorts over my lycra bike shorts.

I knew right when my first class started that this was going to be a great place to work, most of the clientele were rich women with insane bodies, and I get paid to instruct them, to watch them workout in their little thong leotards and short tights. The class began and I knew right away that I could have my way with them, instructing them into positions that made the view from my vantagpoint breathtaking! Good thing I had those cotton shorts over my bike shorts;-) Class after class for over 4 hours, the sights I saw.

As I was getting dressed after my shower one of the female instructors came up to me and commended me on my vast knowledge of aerobic training, and my incredibly toned body. She was wearing a cream toned thong floral leotard with red, orange, yellow and green floral print all over it with a pair of extra tight full length, red tights. As she bent over to untie her shoe my mind was lost as I followed the thong trail down her perfectly sculpted ass. Half was down the thong disappeared into her cheeks, I was mesmerized in a trance like state. She turned as I was gazing in amazement at her ass. That was it, I thought, I was caught gawking at one of the other instructors on my first day. But she smiled and said "See something you like?" I was startled by her reaction to my focused eyes. "Well, not to be to forward and all on my first day, but you are one beautiful woman!" "Why thank you", she said giving me that wild look. "I must confess, I was watching you teach your class for over a half an hour. I guess that makes us even" she explained. "You have an amazing body yourself, yet I must say that I was a little disappointed by your attire. I was hoping you would wear something a little more revealing, a little tighter!"

"Wow", I thought. Here I was playing it safe on the first day and this hot young instructor was wishing for something more revealing, more tight. That's exactly what I like. No, that's exactly what I live for. Although I couldn't wear exactly what I would want to wear to the gym, ever, I could have worn something better. I hope this girl isn't turned off by my conservative appearance, although if she only knew what I like to wear around the house and around on my bike she would probably be even more turned off. If I could only tell her that this isn't my normal attire, that I loved to wear tight revealing clothing, that I had the exact same outfit that she has on at home. We decided to get to know each other over a small dinner around the corner, near her apartment. Dinner was good but the conversation was great. This intense looking girl wants me! I can tell. She asked me to walk her to her apartment, how could I refuse. She was still wearing that floral thong leotard and red tights, I must say I had a rough time walking next to her because the view from behind was unspeakable. We got to her door, well, after I got to follow her up 4 flights of stairs, and not to my surprise she invited me in.

We went right to the couch and started kissing, it got pretty hot and steamy. My hands were all over her body, feeling her soft tights and feeling the lines of her thong leotard. I had to stop. "You are so beautiful, and I gotta tell you how incredible you look in that outfit. I must confess that women in tights and thong leotards really set me on fire, but you are incredible", I said. She said, "Thanks, It really makes me feel good coming from you. The thing is, I feel incredible when I wear these outfits, the way they fit, the way they hug my every curve, the feeling of the thong, it is really incredible." "Wow", I commented. "I have never known a women who likes the way these things fit, most of them complain!" "Not me, I would wear this 24/7 if I could, actually, I almost do. It feels so good, you have no idea" she said. Oh, yes I do, I thought to myself. She started going off about how it makes her feel. She wondered why more women didn't wear this type of clothing to the gym or even to the market or the mall. "It's just the way it fits, the way it makes you feel."

She started to tell me a story of one particular class she was teaching. "It was mostly women, every now and again a guy would come. You know how guys dress for the gym, drab and boring. This one time, I was getting some stuff from my bag in the aerobics room, people were filling in like usual. I usually pay no attention until it's time for class to start. I heard the noise level in the class drop, you could hear nothing but whispers amongst the women. I peered up and saw him, it was a guy in tights and a womens thong leotard! Some of the girls were snickering, others were looking at his fine ass. I was in awe, I must say, as funny as it might sound to you, he looked hot! You probably think I a freak, but he looked so insane, it was such a big turn on. I watched him throughout the entire class, he was as calm, cool and content as could be. When class was over he casually collected his things and left. He left before I got a chance to talk with him. Did those clothes make him feel good? Did he get the same feeling as I do? How? Why? Ever since that day I have wondered, and never found out why. I wonder how it would make a guy feel?" As she finished telling me this, there was a twinkle in her eye. If she only knew, If I could only tell her. If...............

By this time I had the biggest hard on, I wished I could tell her. She looked at me funny and began to say something but didn't finish. "What, what were you going to say?" I asked. "Nothing, nothing at all, I was just..., oh, just never mind" she mumbled. "No, come on, tell me, what have you got to lose. Your story doesn't seem weird to me, I've seen guys that wear that stuff before, no big deal to me, come on, tell me. Please!!!" "Well, O.K." she said. "I was wondering if you would put some of my clothes on and tell me how it feels, I know it's silly, you don't have to. Did you ever talk to the guys who wore those tights and thong leotards to your class. You don't have to wear these clothes, just tell me about the guys you saw. Did they tell you why they wore it or how it made them feel?" "Yes" I said to her. "Well...." she asked, "what did they say?" "OK, I'll tell you, but I hope you don't think I am a freak. When I said I have seen guys wear leotards and tights before, I meant me, I have seen myself. I Like to wear them." "Oh my god, no WAY, you gotta be kidding, you?!?!?!?" she shouted. I thought that was it, she must have thought I was some kind of weirdo by that reaction. "You're kidding?!" she gasped. My reaction became mixed when I saw that look in her eye again. "Would you mind, uh.......well, what I want to ask is, ....um" she muttered. I took a chance at guessing what she was going to ask, "Yes, I would enjoy wearing your thong leotards and tights, whatever you have, whatever you want me to wear, I would love to." "This is like my ultimate fantasy", she cried, "I have been looking for a guy like you for such a long time!" I couldn't believe her response, I was amazed. Was this the perfect girl? Was this a dream or some kind of fantasy. I have been dreaming of meeting a girl like this for my whole life and now it has become a reality.

"OK, but first I wanna know, I've been longing to know, why do you like it? Why do guys like it? Do you get the same warm feeling as I do? Tell me PLEASE!" she begged. "Alright, my pleasure. I just like the warm feeling of the soft fabric and the snug feeling of the tights and especially the feel, the warm snug soft feel of the thong leotard gently pulling against my cock and riding up my ass. That pretty much sums it up for me. It's a warm, sexy, even erotic feeling that not to many others know about." Before I could finish my sentence she let out a scream, grabbed me and started kissing me, "YES, I knew it! I don't know if you get the same feeling or arousal as me but it sound very similar. Come with me, I've something to show you." I followed her to the bedroom, where she opened a closet to reveal the biggest, most amazing collection of tights, catsuits, unitards, and leotards. My mouth dropped, I gazed at the assortment, I gazed at her as she had a big grim on her face. "Unbelievable!", I stated, "I can't believe , all this is yours, when do you have a chance to wear it all?" She must have had enough outfits to wear a different one everyday for at least 2 or 3 months. Many still had the tags on them. "Well, what are you waiting for?", she asked me. I was still breathless.

She pulled a pair of long purple tights and a black thong leotard with purple accents out of the closet. "For me?", I asked. "Nope, this is mine. But if you play your cards right, this side of the closet could be yours! Mind if I change?" "Please", I mumbled, "by all means, the more variety the better. Oh, and deal me in, I'd like to start playing my cards right now!" She excused herself and took a quick shower. I took this opportunity to go through her closet and feel all those tights and leotards and stuff. If I only had an assortment like this. She came from the shower with her black and purple combo on, it looked even more hot on. As I lay on her bed, gawking at her, she was enjoying herself in the mirror. Feeling up and down her body, pulling the thong up even higher. She seemed pretty aroused with herself. I thought to myself, she must feel the same things as I do when I wear those outfits. It seemed peculiar, but it was true. I just sat there watching this private show, watching the most beautiful, toned girl I've ever seen, wearing the type of outfits I think look best on a hot girl (and myself). I was pretty happy just watching, but she went to the closet, grabbed a pair of white tights and a chartreuse colored floral thong leotard and ripped the new tags out of them. "What size do you wear, Large, Medium?" "No", I said, "the tighter the better, I usually wear a small!" "Well then, you're in luck. So do I, and everything in this closet is a small." She tossed the leotard and tights to me and said, as she was feeling her soft, perfect ass, "Please put this on, NOW!" What could I say, I was all over it, I slipped on the new white tights, pulled them up real high, and then pulled up the small, soft, beautiful thong leotard. I pulled it up real high, the thong was way up there and the front of the leotard was so snug against my aroused cock I could hardly stand it. "You look really good, no, you look hot. It's just how I remembered that guy in my class, but better. Let me feel you", she said in a hot, steamy voice. She grabbed me and rubbed up against me, feeling my thonged ass. Well of course I did the same, what a feeling, I could hardly stand it. We stood there and rubbed, and rubbed, and rubbed. Feeling eachothers tight and leotard covered bodies. "Do you have anywhere to be tonight, or tomorrow?", she asked me. I thought for a minute, "No, no work tomorrow, no nothing." "Good, because I want us to try on all of these outfits in this closet, and I think that will take a while. And there are several other things I want to do." "Yeah", I exclaimed. "Yeah, tonight, tomorrow, tomorrow night, I'm gonna have my way with you. We are gonna do things I have only dreamed of doing." Hey, sounds pretty good to me.

We spent the rest of the night changing outfits, rubbing, sucking, licking, and fucking one another. It was the most incredible night of my life. And I still had the next day and night to look forward to. I must say it was the best, and it was only going to get better!