I was probably about 10 and stumbled upon some of my mom's old panties she had put in a rag bag in my closet in my upstairs bedroom. It was stuffed full of old washcloths, hand towels, pillowcases, etc. to use as rags. I reached in and felt them one time I was getting mom a rag and put it back in and grabbed a old hand towel. Feeling the panties caused a bit of an excitement, and feeling that nylon was super also. Later that night I reached in and noticed there were 8-10 pair of her panties neatly folded in the rag bag. Curiosity worked on me till that night and I knew I had to try them on. I took of my plain ole white underwear and slipped on her panties and i was so excited and looking back, I was hooked.

I would try them on whenever I had the chance to be alone and not be caught. Mom would have me help do laundry by taking her panties and bras into their bedroom and put them away. When I was home alone I would look around in my parents room and would find panties, bras, and pantyhose laying in a chair or over the ironing board. Her dresser seemed to have them in all the drawers and even found a couple of girdles. I would try them on about any time I would be home alone. I was worried she would be able to tell that they had been worn and even worried about the panties in the rag bag as they were the only items in it that were folded and stacked along the side.

Looking back the last few years at pictures of me when I was little, many of the pics look like the clothes I was wearing, they very likely may have been for a little girl. I have an idea that my mom may have very likely planned possibly on having a little girl and had many items of little girl clothing, but did it go a little further? Is it possible she put the panties in the rag bag for me to find? Did she leave her undies laying around and have me helping to possibly "encourage" me to explore those items. A couple years later I found one of her old, short nighties in the rag bag. Causing me to think that she actually knew I was trying her undies on and she was secretly helping me to do it. She never did catch me wearing her undies.

It's been about 50 years now and since I now am single, I have my own bra, panties and etc. and can enjoy wearing them almost all the time. Am I crazy to think that maybe she was maybe secretly encouraging me to try on her undies? If she were still alive, I would very likely ask her.