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Tyrone's Tights

 Even in June, Tyrone felt the cold when he rode the road to the red rec on his reliable Triumph motorbike. He'd read once that some men wore their wives' tights to keep warm, and so he mentioned this to Alina.  She was thrilled, and so the pair went tight shopping together. 

They got matching tights from Dev's Store (two pairs for £3) and tried them on.  They were a great fit, and Tyrone felt that they looked much better on him than they did on her.  Nonetheless, they did look stunning on Alina too.  Tyrone kept them his on and pulled his tight leather trousers up over them.  At the garage, he bumped into Steve, Wetherfield's answer to Tom Hiddleston.

"Nice wheels Tyrone," said Steve.  "Course I stick to my pushbike.   I've got to keep in shape for Tracey."

"I like the thrill of the ride, and Alina loves it. The air blowing through her hair as we fly along the country lanes."

"Aye, well you enjoy your mid-life crisis mate," said Steve.  "I'm glad that's all behind me.  I don't need to prove anything to Tracey. She knows what kind of man I am."

Tyrone prickled.  "This ain't no mid-life crisis, he said.  I'm just enjoying being young and do the things that young people do.  Want to see something really special?" Tyrone pointed downwards.

Steve's camp side took over. "Here? Is it safe?"

Tyrone undid the top of his leather trousers.  Steve was a strange mixture of anxiety and curiosity.  He feared Tracey catching him out, be more than this he wanted to see Tyrone's secret.  "Just watch Tracey doesn't see us at it."

"God yeah, how embarrassing if Tracey saw. She'd laugh at the thought of it," said Tyrone pulling open his leather trousers.  

Steve was excited.  He'd never thought of Tyrone in 'that' way before, but now that he was about to be handed it on a plate he was well into it.

"What do you think?" asked Tyrone, proudly showing off his newly acquired tights.

"What are you wearing?" asked Steve.  Tyrone was wearing boxer shorts over the top of his tights, and Steve had never seen anything like this before.

"Matching tights. Me and Alina both bought a pair and I wear mine to keep warm when I'm out on the bike.  She wears hers to go to work, whatever it is that she does.

"I just wasn't sure if it was undies then tights or tights then undies, so I asked Eileen."

Steve tried to hide his disappointment.  "Nice pants Tyrone. Does Kevin know his face is embroidered on your undercrackers?"

"No he doesn't. He'd be mad if he knew how my dangler appears to come out of his mouth when I go for a pee."

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