My name's Jack, I'm forty-eight years old. I have been happily married for twenty years and we have two wonderful children. My wife and I have had fantastic sex since the very first time we met. Joan has a great body and is a wonderful lover. I think we have both matured quite nicely together and as a couple, especially when we look around us. She is full figured, big gorgeous breasts and delicious nipples. Of course I love her ass and pussy too. Me? Well, I'm 6'3" tall, weigh in at 230 lbs., in pretty good shape for my age, and happily endowed.
During the first couple years of marriage we both went through some changes and adjustments but our sex life was always hot as hell. And even now after all these years we are both still interested in each other. We love variety and to spice things up and are always looking at expanding our experiences. One night I was feeling a bit kinky and put on a pair of Joan's panties as I got ready for bed. Then I went into her dresser and also pulled out a sexy little top to one of her baby-doll numbers and slipped it over my head. I pulled the panties up tight into my crotch, and then I walked into the living room where my wife sat.
Joan glanced up from her magazine and gave me a big wink and smile, "Why hello there sexy! What can I do for you? Is there something you wanted to say?"
As my stiff prick peeked out of the waistband of the panties she dropped her reading material and with a big grin, knelt down in front of me. Leaning forward she flicked my swollen cockhead with her tongue. She took my balls and sucked them into her mouth along with the panties, sucking and soaking them. The smooth wet material clung to me, cooling my balls as she pulled back and once again sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth. Soon we were all over each other on the floor, where we sucked and fucked each other long and hard. Afterwards, Joan asked me what possessed me to put on her baby-doll? I told her I had always been turned on at the thought so I decided to take the plunge tonight and hoped for the best. She smiled and told me that she loved me.
About a week or so later, Joan left a pair of sexy panties under my pillow as a surprise, but she told me I could only wear them when she told me to. Well, to my surprise she pulled them out and handed them to me the following morning as I got ready for work. She told me I had to wear them all day to get the full experience. I came home that afternoon sporting a huge hard-on which Joan sucked off through the precum stained panties.
This went on for sometime and each day when I came home she'd ask me how it felt wearing women's panties, or being pantied as she like to called it, at work. I always told her how hot and horny it made me, but I think my stiff cock said volumes more about that. Over time she bought me several pairs of my own to wear, and even a few sexy nighties and slinky outfits. But I loved it best when I put on the warm, soiled and scented ones she'd just taken off.
One day Joan laid out a really fancy pair of panties along with a matching camisole for me to wear. I worked late that night and as I usually do when I work late, I stopped by the local bar for a quick beer on my way home. I was sitting at the very end of the bar watching a hockey game when I happened to notice a guy at the other end of the bar staring at me. I wondered why he kept looking my way at first, but then it occurred to me that he may be able to see my underwear. Shit I have to be more careful I thought to myself as I sat there nervously trying to figure out where I was showing. I stayed focused on the TV set above, feeling his eyes on me. Annoyingly, his constant glances started making me feel like smiling, in fact I suddenly found myself getting turned on, being watched by another guy.
In between periods he got up and came over, and sat on the stool next to me. He said a friendly "Hi....the names Ron.....so who's gonna win the game?"
We talked hockey and other stuff for a bit and had a couple more beers together before saying good-bye and going our separate ways.
When I got home Joan was waiting for me, as usual. But before she plopped my cock into her mouth for yet another of her luscious blowjobs she wanted to hear all about my pantied and camisoled day. I was so horny and turned on that I blew my load in no time at all. Joan asked why I came so quickly today and I told her about the guy I met at the bar and how much he reminded of a high school friend with whom I'd had oral sex with on several occasions. I admitted that while I was talking with him I felt the same old curiosities and desires come rushing through me.
For the next couple of weeks I stopped at that same bar quite often hoping to see Ron again. One evening, just as I was about to leave, he came in. I said hello, and he smiled and asked if he could buy me a beer if I wasn't leaving. I accepted his offer and we sat at the bar and talked. I could feel my cock stirring, stiffening inside my black frilly laced panties. After a couple of beers I got up and went to the men's room. I had to try and calm the raging storm in my panties and hoped a good piss would help.
When I got back Ron suggested that perhaps we should sit in a booth to be more comfortable. I agreed. As we talked he told me he was an executive with a large corporate firm in town. He had been happily married for fifteen years and then showed me a picture of his family. Reaching for my wallet I showed him pictures of Joan and the kids. As we admired each other's photos he got up and went to the washroom, and I ordered us another round.
He surprised me and slid onto the bench beside me when he returned. As we continued to talk Ron smiled and told me that he and his wife were bi-sexual. His words sent tingles to my balls and made my cock twitch. I smiled back at him and he placed his hand on my thigh. The warmth of his touch and the gentle rubbing and squeezing had my cock hard instantly, and it soon strained against my lacy panties once again. His hand found the tab on my zipper and he pulled it down a few notches. Stopping for a second, he looked me in the eyes and asked if I had any objections with regards to his intentions.
"NO!" came firing out of my mouth immediately, and I shrugged myself down in my seat realizing how loud I'd been.
"WOW!" was his reaction once he found the top of my drooling cockhead, and then felt the frilly waistband of my panties.