I just loved the feeling of silk panties on my cock. As time went on, I got into high school and I was very lovable. I’d make friends with almost an...one. I had sex with a few girls. Whenever I brought them home and they’d leave clothes, I’d cherish them for a while. Then I got a gf and even though I never stole or went through her panties, I’d keep them if she left them at my house and wear them. Four years ago, I found out about sissy porn. It started off slowly, just a casual interest but. I walked back into my room and said to Susan: “Sorry babe, have to go to work at 7 P.M., apparently someone is sick and I’m the only one in town at the moment.”“The only one?”, she asked. “That’s odd.”So after breakfast and one last fuck we parted. I took the bus to the village where I “met” the man, and when I walked to the gates I saw him waiting for me in front of the gates. When he saw me, he pointed to a grey car parked a few meters from the gates.“Get in the front passenger seat”, he. ”“You mean like that guy over there?”“Maybe. But there are other possibilities.” She teases her husband, “The wife will flirt with the other man in front of the husband. He will buy the wife a drink. The husband will leave them alone.” She whispers, “The wife will project her availability.”“Her availability?”“You know. Her pussy. The wife will let him know her pussy is available. Are you in?”“Sure. You know I love the private game. Let’s see what the wife will do.”They drink their wine and take. It used to be my favorite time of the day when my mother would give me a bath. Being scrubbed by her while she was humming some song is one of my best memories. It was not until I was eleven and we moved to a small apartment in town that things changed. There was no bath tub and even thou we str4uggeled economically all my life she was giving me all what she could. “Jonas, I am sorry sweetheart, but we have to be really careful with running up our electric bill so instead of a bath I’ll scrub.