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I have a thing for women in stockings and suspenders. When we first married, my wife would often wear them when we had sex, but she has refused to do so for fifteen years. Anyway, I got to the point where I could not take it anymore, so I visited a massage parlor a few miles from where I live. I had sex with a Polish girl who obliged by wearing nylons. Last night in the pub, one of my wife's friends informed me that she had seen me leaving the parlor. This woman is a compulsive gossip, and I fear it is only a matter of time before my wife hears the news. This is a disaster! Sometimes, I wish I could just turn the clock back a week. -Anthony, 45