I have a beautiful wife who I adore more than anything in this world. We’ve been married for about four years, but she is the only woman I have been with for the past ten years. She is six years my junior and I waited until I was in my thirties before I finally asked her to marry me. She is 5’8”, blonde hair, blue eyes, and has a smoking body. I catch other men scoping her out all the time. I feel like the luckiest man on earth. She is somewhat shy and not into any sort of kinky sex. The only problem is she doesn’t know about my secret fetish that I’ve been harboring since I was a teen.
My secret is that I love panties. I love seeing girls in panties, I love masturbating with panties, I love stealing hot chicks panties, and sometimes I love wearing women’s panties. Since I met my wife I haven’t had sex with anyone else, but I have been secretly cheating on her with her panties, and other women’s panties as well. I filch panties from all sorts of women ranging from her friends to my friend’s wives. Whenever I get the chance I masturbate with these panties unbeknown to my wife. I have often feared that I would be caught and my wife would leave me because of my perverted behavior.
Well, about a month ago my worst fear was realized. I came home early from work one day and was really horny. I decided to have some fun with a pair of panties that I had stolen from one of my friend’s wife. The panties belonged to Paige. I’ve always been extremely attracted to her. I didn’t hesitate for a second when I had the opportunity to filch a pair of her panties out of the clothes hamper one day while using her bathroom. They were yellow silk briefs with lace in the front. I’ve spent countless hours masturbating with this pair of panties thinking of what Paige must look like in them. I’ve even had to wash them several times because of all the cum stains that I have left in them. I don’t know what had gotten into me that day, but I decided to try them on and see how they felt against my aching cock. I slid them up my thighs and onto my waist. I was surprised at how well they fit. Although I was stretching them to the max. My cock was oozing with precum and I was in heaven stoking myself through the thin material. I must have lost track of time because all of a sudden my wife walked in just as I was about to blow my load.
“What they hell are you doing?” I was caught!
“Honey what are you doing home so early?”
“Don’t you honey me. What the hell are you doing wearing those panties? Why is your dick so hard? And whose panties are those?”
I didn’t know where to begin. How could I have been so stupid?
“Look at how hard you are, and look how wet those panties are. I want some answers and I want them now!”
“I was just horny and…”
“So you were horny and you decide to try on some women’s underwear? Is that what turns you on? I can’t believe my husband is a little sissy that wears panties. How long has this been going on? Did you buy those yourself?”
I figured there was no reason to lie anymore. My secret had been revealed and I should at least be honest and hope for the best.
“No I didn’t buy them myself. I’ve had a secret fetish with panties for a long time, but was afraid to tell you because of what you might think. They belong to Paige and I took them from her house out of her clothes hamper.”
“How long have you been wearing other women’s panties? I wonder what Paige would think if she knew about this? How many other women have you stolen panties from? Oh my god! Do you wear mine when I’m not home? Do you wear them all the time when I’m not around?”
“ I don’t wear them all the time. I mostly jerk off with them, but sometimes I do wear them. I have never worn yours, but I do have a pretty large collection of other women’s panties. Oh man I’m so embarrassed that you found out! Honey please forgive me!”
“Well I guess that would explain why I find cum stains on my panties all the time. That is fucking sick. I can’t believe I married such a sissy! I’m going to stay with my sister for a few days. I can’t talk to you right now! I’ll call you when I’ve had time to think about this for a while.”
What was I going to do? I was so afraid that my wife was going to leave me. What was wrong with me? I knew I should have given up this fetish years ago. In the back of my mind I knew I would eventually get caught, but I guess I never realized what the consequences would be.
It had been almost a week before my wife finally decided to call me.
“What are you doing Mike? Are you still wearing Paige’s panties. Or are you just jerking off with some of my panties while I’ve been gone?”
“Honey I’m so sorry. I promise I will stop doing these things with panties. Please come home!”
“I’m still not sure what I’m going to do. I must admit that I thought you were sick, disgusting pervert, but after talking with my sister about it over the past few days, I think we may be able to work though this problem.”
“What? You told your sister about this? I’ll never be able to face her again! I’ll never be able to face anyone again after she goes running her mouth around town! How could you?”
“Don’t get mad at me. You are the one with the problem. Besides she promised me she wouldn’t tell anyone. She thought it was quite funny, and actually gave me some good ideas on how we might be able to enjoy this fetish of yours. I’ll be home tomorrow so we can talk.”
