Leather trousers

A polite email from a gent that I had been making arrangements with asked if I minded him visiting me on his motorbike as he was a little concerned that he would be in his leathers when he arrived. Of course I didn't mind, Goodness no ...!!
Well what a sight for sore eyes is all I can say ... think I might have mentioned before my penchant for different fabrics and materials and certain happenings beneath them! I was richly rewarded, a pair of strong muscley legs and bum, encased in a pair of gorgeous leather biking trousers.
Sitting next to me on my sofa it didn't take long for my hand to wander over his legs and to feel the way the warmth from his legs warmed the leather, and the smell ... wow I love the smell of leather at the best of times but it made the smell even nicer knowing that there was something warm and human beneath the leathers.
To add to my pleasure (yes Im selfish I know, I do this for myself too!) it became obvious that my gent was wearing his leathers commando styleee, well I must say seeing the outline of a certain part of his anatomy making the leather strain was nearly enough to cause me to grab the smelling salts and faint clean away like the fragile ladies of old in their restricting corsets, not helped maybe by my restricting corset :) There is something about the top of a mans trousers and if a belt is warn that fascinates me, I like to look at the different stages of its undoing, the look of it undone and hanging with a buckle glinting in the candlelight can be a very arousing sight, it was good to see this on the leather ones even though the belt was an integral part of the trousers and fastened with velcro but the ripping noise it made as I undid them was a good sound!
Anyway enough of this Im getting carried away!
(PS Don't ever worry about visiting me on a motorbike, Im sure I would be good at riding you pillion!)
Jx

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