I was showing my new boss how to use a computer we had at a workstation. She had been promoted from being a field technician; wearing levis and work shirt, and now had to wear skirts and pantyhose. As I was showing her how to use the computer, she moved to get up. "Damn! I caught my pantyhose!" I don't know if she wanted me to look, didn't think about what she was doing, or figured I was asexual, because she pulled up her already short skirt and gave me an eyeful of her firm panty-hosed thigh, pointing out the run. I immediately got excited and desperately wanted to run my hand over her leg. When I got home that night and recalled the event, I found it necessary to take matters in hand to relieve myself. -Kirby, 50