PANTY STORY # 155
 
 

I've noticed that a number of letters to you are from young men who have trouble letting their wives in on their fetish. Most times the info is not well recieved.

I'd like to give some advice. My credentials are good; mom's panties and thirteen and so forth. When I met my one and only, I went back to wearing Jockeys. Even after marriage I only went to the hamper two times. But after several years that old need came on strong, forcing me to do something. That Saturday I suggested we play some on the living room carpet instead of on the bed. We played and played and finally it was time for me to remove her panties. Of course I was already hard as a rock.

As I held them up by the waist band I remarked that they looked so comfy, soft and all. Would she laugh if I tried them on? She gave me the go ahead. Once I had them on, nice pink VF's with lace at the legs she really sent me on a high. She told me that I looked good in them and asked if they were comfy.

I told her yes, yes, yes. Would she mind if I wore them all the time around the house? She gave the okay. I wore hers and then she bought me some of my own and finally I went full time, work and all. My panty life was terrific. After several years she even brought home a bra for me to try on. Then with my help I went to slips and finally nylon stockings.

The word is, that women will go along with you if you use your head. Let them think it's their idea. Be clever, but never never tell them that you have a fetish, and like to masturbate in them. That's an insult to their womanhood.

Good luck