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.