Iused to work in a clohing store and I'd do it in the stockroom almost every day. I'd see women coming out of the dressing rooms trying stuff on, and they would be in their stockinged feet and stuff, so I'd go back into my work area and rub myself off. The floor girls almost never came back into my domain, but it was pretty exciting thinking about getting caught. The best time was when these three girls were in the store and all three were wearing black leotards and tights. They were all from the local college, i think, and I heard them say that shopping for clothes in leos and tights was great because you could just try stuff on without using the dressing rooms. The girl they were talking to said "Yeah, you're reight," and I came running, suddenly ready for a long restock. I spent an hour restocking stuff in the area, and watched their every move! They were looking at short, flowery looking silk dresses, and after about two minutes, all three had left their skirts and shoes at the counter, and were walking around in nothing but their tights and leotards, trying on dress after dress. They didn't notice me much, I think, so I was able to be a little daring. One time I had sat on the floor while doing something on the rack next to theirs, and I was right next to one of them. She would sort of grab the carpeting with her toes, and rest her foot on the other one, rubbing the instep with her toes. I memorized every move, and when they'd left, I went back and found an imperfetc pair of knee-his, slipped one over my dick, and rubbed myself until I creamed inside the knee-hi. I never saw those girls after that, and I quit the job two weeks later, because someone found one of my used knee-his!