A little about myself. I am a panty wearer. I love everything about women's panties and sexy men's underwear. A few years ago I stumbled upon a very popular app, where members can share photos and began posting pictures of myself in panties and lingerie. I have been identifying myself as bisexual most of my life. But, at 54 years old, it had been since my teens that I have done anything with someone of the same sex. That all changed a couple of weeks ago.
I met a guy, Brad, who is into cross dressing and wears/owns a lot of lingerie. We met thru the app mentioned earlier. We began messaging each other on the app and at one point, I asked if he had any pictures. What I meant was of him dressed up or wearing his panties. What he sent surprised me. He sent a picture of his face! Not many men are brave enough to that on this app, me included. We chatted several times about what we like and what we wanted. He asked me if I was willing to meet up with him. I had made the decision that after too many years of fantasy, I wanted to meet up with someone! We made arrangements to meet up at a local eatery to get to know each other and see if we were compatible.
We met up on a Friday night at the agreed upon time. I walked into the bar area and recognized him immediately. We introduced ourselves and seeing as we were both as described, decided to get a table and have a beer. We started off just talking about what we each do for a living and a little bit about our past. At one point he told me that I was cuter in person than I was in the picture that I sent him. That made me feel good and then and there, I knew we were going to have some fun. We spent the next hour talking. I told him about my failed marriage and how and when I started wearing panties. He asked me if I was wearing some tonight and I told him I was! I asked him if he was and he said that indeed he did have panties on also. At one point during the conversation, he told me that he wanted be alone with me, that night. The couple at the next table overheard what he said, and he just looked over at them and said that he didn't care who knew about it!
He asked if we could go to my place, but we couldn't because my son was home.
He rode his motorcycle to the bar, so that wasn't an option. I suggested we go out to my car and drive around until we found a secluded spot. We were at a large complex with lots of stores and restaurants, so there had to be a secluded space somewhere. As we were walking to my car, we decided to have a cigarette. We were standing outside my car and he was telling me how much he wanted to get into my panties! He even asked if he could kiss me. That is something I had never done, and was something I was wondering if I could do even. There were other people walking to and from their cars, so I told him that I wasn't ready for that, in public anyway.
We got into my car and decided to drive around and find that secluded spot. As soon as I pulled out of the parking space, I decided it was time for me to show him I was serious about following through with this. I reached over and put my hand on the crotch of his jeans. He was already hard! I kept my hand on his crotch, squeezing his cock as I drove around looking for a dark corner to park. He put his left hand on my leg and started to move it up to my crotch. As I drove, he leaned over and started licking my neck and my ear. His hand found it's way to my crotch and he started rubbing my now hard cock. We were both getting very turned on! After a few minutes of driving, I found a good spot and backed in. It was dark enough that nobody walking by could see into the car, but with enough light that we could see what we were doing.
