These were the same clothes i was wearing eight hours earlier as i helped my wife get ready for her first date with a Black man. She had looked stunni...g as she left in the new little black dress i had brought for her. Her black high heels clicking loudly on the pavement. Underneath she was wearing some really sexy red lingerie with white stockings. I watched her walk away from the upstairs window with pangs of jealousy, excitement and fear. Her friend Andrea was there to take them to the club,. Even as a boy I loved looking at the women’s and girls’ section in my mother’s catalogues. I mostly looked at the underwear. It was exciting to see girls and women in bras and knickers. I loved slips too. They looked so smooth and silky. Strangely, at that time, I had a fascination for directoire knickers and can remember dreaming about wearing them. I also enjoyed looking at all the outerwear and shoes etc. thinking how nice it must be to wear all those pretty things. Another thing I liked to. It was of aged white silk with an open lace covering her magnificent breasts he had suckled at in his younger years. The sides where split to above her waist as many of her gowns had been so he could flip either side out of the way to either preform the art of cunnilingus or take her pussy as he wished. That had even been times he had taken her anally until she had to force him to stop before she drained him dry of his life-giving energy. She doubted he could perform any of these things now. So! Being the gentleman that I am offered to let Jayne have her shower in the men's block while I waited. Thinking I was fully dressed, Jayne came in to be confronted by me in just my boxer shorts."Oh," she said, smiling, "Now that I've seen you in your undies, why don't we both shower together? I'll keep my bra and pants on so we can maintain some privacy."Before I could agree she had stripped off her T shirt, shorts and trainers and was turning on the water in the communal guys shower.As soon.