My first date wearing stockings and suspenders

After my experience on the train I could not stop wondering what might have happened if I had not been wearing tights, I imagined his fingers inside me, making me cum, would I have got off the train if he had taken my hand and led me.
I did not want to go out without something on my legs, so stockings were the obvious answer, I knew my mum wore as did most older women but because of the mini skirts they were something I had not worn.
When mum was out I went through her lingerie, the first thing I saw was a playtex roll on girdle (I wonder if anyone remembers them) they must have been used to help hold there stomachs in.
I found several plain white suspender belts, I stripped down to my bra and knickers and tried it on, then sat on the bed to put the stockings on, I was so careful I did not want to ladder them, I stood up, walked back and forth, they felt strange, I looked in the mirror , turned as far around as I could and liked what I saw.
I had made the same mistake as many first time wearer putting them on over my knickers,
I brought my first suspender belt and stockings in Woolworths, very plain white with 4 straps and a pair of tan stockings.
I was going to the cinema in Esher with Steve. Steve was to become my husband a few years later, but we met at dance classes, I had been going since I was young, ballet, tap then ballroom and Latin.
I saw Steve there a few times, he was almost 4years older than me.
Anyway we had been out a few times, kissed and cuddled and he had felt me under my skirt but again tights had been a hindrance, I had also rubbed his cock.
He used to drive an old Austin Cambridge which had a column gear change and a bench seat.
I got ready to go out, a little make up, nail polish, white bra, new panties which had a frill across the front of them, the suspenders and stockings, remembering to put the panties on over the stockings. Blue blouse, red skirt which was just above my knees and a pair of red shoes with a 2inch heel.
When I went downstairs mum said how nice I looked, she always moaned about how short my skirts were,
Steve arrived and I think he was surprised to see the length of my skirt, we drove to Thames Ditton where there was a pub with a large outside area, Steve went in and got drinks, we sat and chatted, kissed but just quick pecks really. Then we drove down to Esher which was not far parked and walked to the cinema.
Love story was the film.
It was busy but but plenty of seats, we found a couple that were relatively private, the lights went down the film started.
Steve put his arm around me and pulled me closer, I put my hand on his thigh.
We kissed, we kissed again this time harder longer, Steve put his hand my knee and squeezed. As we kissed he was slowly moving his hand higher, I could feel his shock when he reached my stocking top, his hand stopped moving, he stopped kissing me and looked at me, his fingers found the clasp on the suspender belt, followed the strap higher, feeling the bare flesh, the kisses became much harder and deeper,
His thumb on my panties and fingers probing my pussy.
I was rubbing his cock, I have no idea what the film was like
When it finished we went back to the car, there is a carpark next to the river Thames which is normally quite at that time of night
As Steve drove I sat right up against him, he had pushed my skirt up and kept looking at my stocking tops and panties which by now were soaking wet, the carpark was deserted, we started kissing hard and deep, Steve’s fingers deep in my wet pussy, I had not had sex with Steve but I was not a virgin, I was laying back on the seat, Steve pulled my panties off, I thought he was going to fuck me, but he started to kiss and lick my inner thighs, then his tongue moved over my pussy then sucking and licking and fingering, I could not stop myself exploding into the first real uncontrollable organism.
Steve sat up, smiling as he looked at me, we both quickly undone his trousers pulled them and his pants down, his cock was rock hard, he pushed my head down I took his cock in my mouth and sucked hard, tasting his precum, his hand on the back of my head pushing me down, then he was still, then his cock was shooting his cum into my mouth, I swallowed some but most ran out of my mouth.
We kissed, still touching each other, we stayed there for ages.
He drove me home, luckily mum and dad were in bed.
After that it was always stockings and suspenders when I dated