How I got started

[Cyndy]

I've never told this to anyone face to face, but my wife (not at the time) was of course there, and knows the story herself.
It was maybe 2 or 3 weeks after we had met.
We were young (both in our late 20's) and having a lot of fun. One Friday evening, we may have had a little too much fun. I awoke Saturday morning with a hangover and had to rush off to work. She stayed at my place until she could sleep it off and was alone.
A few hours after arriving at work, I needed to use the restroom, that's when I discoverd that in my rush to leave the house in the morning and being hungover, I had mistakenly put on her panties instead of my jockey shorts. I had a good laugh, and in a short time discovered how aroused I was! I immediately gave her a call and told her what had happened. She looked around and couldn't find her panties and began laughing very uncontrollably. That was it until saw her later that evening. We had a wonderful evening and when we returned back at the house to finish off the evening (so to speak) she asked me to wear her panties while we made wild and crazy love! Wow, was that great.
Two weeks later it was my birthday and what to my suprise, I received my first very own pair of panties. A cute, light blue pair with sail boats.
Well thats how it started, and it has pretty much escalated from there. I now have a full closet with so many items that it is sometimes hard to make a decision on what to wear. I never wear mens underwear unless I have a doctors appointment.
She has lost a lot of interest, but is still very supportive of me and my need to dress. I dress a couple of times a month in her presents, but try to limit it so as to not spoil a great thing. I have asked on occasion that if she knew then, what she knows now, whould she still be with me. She just smiles and says of course, that I too support her in all that she does.

Well, "That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it!"

Cyndy

[Karren H]

That's pretty cool!!

[Missy Tanya]

Pretty much the same here, but with a twist. The panties I found next to the bed weren't her's!!! Much later and many yelling discussion, we came the the conclusion that they got into our wash at the Laundromat. See we weren't living full time together at the time. But spend Sunday's doing the wash together. I had found them an thought they were her's. So soft and silky I slipped them on one night she wasn't around. Worn them two or three nights and when we were cleaning up the bedroom one night she found them under the corner of the bed. She came out yelling that whom was these and that I was cheating. I did my best to explain that I thought they were her's. But they are NOT, and NOT clean. Well many hours of pleading and confessing how much they turned me on by wearing them, the spell was cast. We've been married 22 years now and she has support my CD more than I. Got to love her for that and the 1000 other reasons.

Yes, my pantie drawer is fuller than hers. Tanya