Last Monday, I was online chatting with a pantyhose friend while I wore black sheer-to-waist pantyhose under my jeans. Our chat got pretty good so there was a lot of pre-cum on my hose. When I heard my wife come home from work, I zipped up my jeans; my wife knows that I like to wear pantyhose but she has no clue that I like to wear pantyhose while chatting to other pantyhose-loving men and women online.

I was getting ready to go to my hockey game and as I put on my jacket, I realized I had forgotten to remove my pantyhose; there's no way I could get undressed in the dressing room without first removing my hose before I left home. I slipped into the powder room to remove my hose but since my wife was at the door waiting to wish me a good game, I stuffed the hose in my jacket pocket.

Once in the car, I had a problem since I needed to pick up a fellow hockey player and I didn't want to take the chance of hiding the hose in the car in case he saw them. As I was waiting for the traffic light to turn green at a fairly busy intersection, I decided to roll down my car window and drop the hose right there. The hose had many holes in them and had really served me well so I figured it wasn't a big loss.

On Tuesday morning, on my way to work, I noticed the black sheer-to-waist pantyhose was still on the road, exactly where I had dropped them. It had been raining lightly so I suppose the rain made the pantyhose too heavy so that they wouldn't fly away with the wind. The hose laid on the road between the two solid yellow lines so not many tires would roll over them.

Well, on Wednesday morning, the hose was still on the road. The rest of the week was either cloudy or rainy but no big thunderstorms. Well guess what? Tonight, on my way to another hockey game, the hose was still there. I was stopped at the light and I could see that one of feet had dried off enough to be flapping in the wind but the rest of the hose was wet and stayed stuck on the road. Anyone seeing them would immediatey recognize them as pantyhose.

There must be anywhere between 4000 and 5000 cars that go through that intersection every day. Even my wife drives through it to get to her work. It's too busy an intersection for me to step out of my car to pick them up and too many of my neighbours drive through there so I wouldn't want anyone to see me picking up pantyhose from the road.

I wonder how long they'll stay there before a heavy rain washes them away. I have to admit it's a bit exciting knowing that so many people have seen my black sheer-to-waist pantyhose on the road.

How long do you think the hose will stay there?

Poor pantyhose, you should pick it up in the midnight.