I especially liked satin panties. They always felt real nice pressed against my cock. Fast forward about ten years. I’m now twenty-eight years old ...nd married. My wife has no clue about this fetish. Like when I was a boy, I'd wait for my wife to go out and then I try on her panties. I really would get off on this. I loved to feel the material on my skin. I've never told her about this fetish. I’m really not sure what she’d think. I actually ordered clothes from a transvestite website. I now. "Oh, I get it," he said. "You thought that if you fucked me, I would pass you in the class," he said. She thought that he'd phrased it rather crudely but he did get the gist of the idea. "Why didn't you just say so?" he chided her. "I'll tell you though, it's not quite that easy," he explained. "I'll tell you what I'll do. We'll do what you suggest and I'll give you a grade on how well you do. Then we'll average that in with your GPA and see if you pass," he said. "You can retest as often as. Tammy turned her head into the pillow and he barely heard her moan as he slowly began moving his finger in a slow, firm circle over and around her clit.Tammy now had her round soft ass pressed firmly back into Tim’s hips, his now flaccid cock wedged into her ass crack as Tim felt her getting wetter and wetter. He had done this a couple of other times with girls…okay once with his last girlfriend Shelly before she broke it off, but… Somehow this was so much more exciting and he wished he had not. I've left it this long to tell you for a couple of reasons, first a couple of the people involved are now no longer in this country, second because I now work over a hundred miles away from the original events, and finally because the event in question left me a little stunned.It all happened when I, along with a few others from the office, were invited to a birthday 'do' in London by a colleague from my office. In the end there were only six people all together, Myself; Adam, whose birthday it.