Getting caught
I have been wearing for 6months prior to getting married. I also started to buy sexy male panties. A lacy pair of boyshorts, a couple of man thongs and some sheer boxers. She commented on how she preferred her man to be manly and how she loved me dressed in boxer briefs. I told her, I wanted some sexy panties, sexy materials as I was bored of cotton boxers.
I started to wear hers while at work, and photograph myself modeling hers. I loved nothing more than to slip into a pair of her dirty panties, wear them in public. Especially if I was with her and then jerk off wearing them before returning to my boxers.
One day I put on one of her black sheer thongs, one I had worn before and found to be comfy and hold my package with no spillage. We were watching tv on the sofa, she reached round and started to stroke my ass. Think she noticed I was wearing a thong. Later I got up to make a drink and she spotted it, I had a t-bar over my low hung jeans. Busted. She grabbed me and undid my jeans, she caught me red handed in her panties. My cock, bulging at the sheer fabric, the cute bows on my hips and the string firmly wedged between my cheeks. She asked me what I was doing, I told her how I liked the feeling of the fabric against my skin. How turned on I got while wearing them. How sexy I felt in them. She told me it did nothing for her, in fact it was a huge turn off. She said she didn't want to tell me not to wear them. I took that to mean she didn't want me in them.
So this is where I am now. I wear when she is out. I get a couple of hours a night while she travels back from work and occasional days when I am on nights.
I started to wear hers while at work, and photograph myself modeling hers. I loved nothing more than to slip into a pair of her dirty panties, wear them in public. Especially if I was with her and then jerk off wearing them before returning to my boxers.
One day I put on one of her black sheer thongs, one I had worn before and found to be comfy and hold my package with no spillage. We were watching tv on the sofa, she reached round and started to stroke my ass. Think she noticed I was wearing a thong. Later I got up to make a drink and she spotted it, I had a t-bar over my low hung jeans. Busted. She grabbed me and undid my jeans, she caught me red handed in her panties. My cock, bulging at the sheer fabric, the cute bows on my hips and the string firmly wedged between my cheeks. She asked me what I was doing, I told her how I liked the feeling of the fabric against my skin. How turned on I got while wearing them. How sexy I felt in them. She told me it did nothing for her, in fact it was a huge turn off. She said she didn't want to tell me not to wear them. I took that to mean she didn't want me in them.
So this is where I am now. I wear when she is out. I get a couple of hours a night while she travels back from work and occasional days when I am on nights.
12 years ago