The lacier the better. I especially liked satin panties. They always felt real nice pressed against my cock. Fast forward about ten years. I’m now ...wenty-eight years old and 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. There was a general announcement that the next contestant was ready to take the stage. The lights went out, and a sexy salsa tune started blaring over the sound system.The lights came up, and John looked at the stage to see who the next girl was.She had her back to him, tossing long brown hair, hips wiggling to the music, already stripping out of her blouse. And then she turned.John’s mouth dropped open. His first instinct was to run to the stage. But there was already a mad rush to get. I moved in close and slowly put my hand on to the front of her skirt. Her eyes closed tight and she bit her bottom lip. "We can't.... " She gasped out... "We still have to do the contract... And my boyfriend.... And your wife...."I pressed her skirt up into her and held my hand tightly over her. One of her hand landed on top of mine and she pressed it into her harder pushing my fingers between her legs.I pulled back. "Ok"Her eyes opened and she looked a little confused. "Your right" I left the. Get naked - I want Aaron to see what you are providing me with."I was humiliated hearing these words in front of Aaron, although I figured he already knew of my inadequacies in the bed, so I reluctantly stripped."No woman should have to rely on a cock like that," Aaron said. I didn't know how to respond so I just bowed my head and stood there naked."There are going to be some changes around here. Sweetie, why don't you start?" Marta said to Aaron. I was surprised to hear her call him such an.