Congrats, fun feeling isn't it. I guess my first time was when I went to the laundry and was folding all my pretty things. That was in the 60s and I did receive some curious looks from a few women. Maybe they were jealous, I did have a lot of pretty things and no guy underwear. Another time I borrowed my aunt's washing machine and hung my lingerie out in the sun. She came home and exclaimed about how pretty my lingerie was.
Today, my wife and I share laundry duty. Every once in a while she will harass me about why I have more bras in the laundry than she does. Since we share closets and I keep my lingerie openly in my dresser drawers she is aware of what I have. We shop together and advise each other on clothes so there are few surprises.
