Oh, was I anxious to wear thosepanties.I removed my skirt and caught my reflection in the dressing room mirror.When I was in the dressing room with Ch...ryl, I had removed my skirt andtop, the reflection of the lovely maternity lingerie caught me bysurprise. I had not forgotten I was wearing it, just wasn't used to it.At first glance, I thought someone else besides Cheryl was in thedressing room with me! The figure seemed much lovelier than Iremembered. The nursing bra was lovely. The panties I. When she would open the fridge and bend over, wiggling her sexy bum from side to side, I'd admire the view again while she wasn't looking. Our relationship had changed so much since we had made love together and was still the best sex I'd ever had. She had become such a fucking tease even with her mother around, my bleeding wife. Every day it was something else with her: cuddling on the couch and resting her tits on my arm, asking me to rub her calves after a long day, leaving the door open. Are you certain that this young man is a gentleman; that he won’t blab all over the school the next day about his ‘conquest’?”“Yeah, he knows what Melissa did to that guy with the big mouth, and yesterday, when he told me that he ‘wanted to get to know me better’ I said, ‘Yeah, I’d like that, but you had better believe that only discreet gentlemen get a second piece of my ass.’ You should have seen him blush – and seen him make a tent in his trousers! I just can’t wait to get a nice big. Then it hit me! Why didn't I think of this earlier. I ran into the master bedroom and straight over to their chest of draws. I opened the top draw and bingo, lingerie. I began looking through the drawer, play with the bras and knickers as I slowly pulled my pants and jocks down. Hiding in the back of the drawer I found some red and black open crotch knickers and a matching bra. I grabbed out the knickers, wrapped them around my cock and began to slowly masturbate with them. I was so busy.