I Need Some Me Time In My PantiesI've been married for over 14 years now and I'm sure my story is no different from other men who've been married as long. I've had a panty fetish for years, really took off in my early 20's. One of my first loves while I was in my early 20's knew this, and often paraded around in the panties I always like seeing. I vividly recall that one incredible evening with her, she wearing these light pink polyester/nylon panties that were smooth and slippery. As I lay beside her admiring them, she sprung up and said, "want to try them on?". I mean, man, was this for real? This is every panty man's dream come true and I got to live it, even if it was for the one time, I was buying into that proposal. Needless to say, she slipped her panties off and I slipped them on and it was a night I'll never forget.
Never go the nerve to ask to put them on again and unfortunately for me we took different roads a short time later and now some 20 odd years later, here I am married, 2 kids, and in panty closet (wife doesn't know I wear), and rationed down to a measly ******* every 2 months, if I'm lucky. Oh yes, when the moons align just right (which seems to be twice a year) I might get a little action (play grab *** while she's wearing some smooth panties, or get to rub a nice warm pantied *****) but that's pretty much the extent of it. I think it's been 3 years since I've actually had intercourse her. As my sex life decreased, my panty life increased, and although I miss the company, it's the next best thing.