She seemed to be in no hurry to get home, and so after she had washed up, I invited her for to stay for a drink.We sat and talked and after a couple o... drinks we sort of gravitated together. I am not quite sure what happened, but to the best of my recollection she made the first move. Her eyes were full of lust as she reached for me and she literally threw her arms round my neck and attacked my mouth with her lovely full lips. Soon we were both naked and somehow I thought she looked much. I knew better to object, as my wife was pretty muchin control of every aspect of my life, by now. She produced a bag andproceeded to empty the contents on the floor in front of me. Itconsisted of a male chastity device and a dozen pair of lacey women'sthongs. She placed the locking chastity device on me and told me I wouldhave to earn the right to orgasm. I was also instructed to throw all ofmy male underwear in the trash and from that day forward I would only bepermitted to wear panties.I knew. She had never been to that side of the town. It was rather flamboyant. Too much to imbibe. Since it was Saturday, people were out and about. Some seemed dressed for a party, and some dressed for a family outing. Here were people of all ages, young and old, just having their time.She saw a resto-bar. Though the board said, it’s a resto-bar, it looked rather fine and dandy, a bit like fine dining. People who entered were both well dressed and casual.She thought to herself, ‘Oh! Why not?’.She. And I would get so horned up, I often times let another man suck me if I had pantyhose on and would occasionally experiment with them but that's for some later stories.So how did this all happen? I haven't a clue. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a sister and I had some time to play by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt.