Even for a woman of my age, starting a new job was the equivalent of being a youngster at a new school, as far as I was concerned. My latest move up the corporate ladder had me accepting yet another transfer from the comfort zone of my last surroundings, although they too, were far from home to me. Now I was in the Midwestern region of the country struggling to make a new life for myself. Far away were the concrete and glass high-rises I cut my business teeth on. No more decadent night spots for me. Now I was to become a mature, country woman, or so I assumed.
Everyone at my new job was nice to me. Of course none of them knew from looking at me that I was such a kinky female. Even Todd, who worked in my section, did not seem to notice, even though he did befriend me immediately upon my arrival. Yet, he was the tall, rugged, handsome younger man type, while I was the shorter pudgier older female. So it actually seemed unusual that Todd was even talking to me, let alone carrying on a lengthy conversation showing he was more than interested with me.
This took place my first day as we agreed to have lunch together in the company’s cafeteria area. Although he was conservative in his manners, his language was quite the opposite. Mostly risqué at times, and the lewd subject matters of which he often made reference to, really made me hot. The hell with sexual harassment in the workplace, I loved it. You see he was talking about underwear, his to be more precise. Todd evidently had quite a passion for it and his collection was rather intriguing.
As he spoke so candidly, he confessed how embarrassed he was becoming by telling me all about her intimate apparel, but I urged him to continue, as I and my ever growing wet pussy were definitely hanging on his every word. As he continued, he seemed a bit flushed, yet leaned closer as our bodies touched. It was absurd. I know, yet it was as though he could not contain himself and his obsession with his own undergarments. He was a very kinky young man indeed.
Of course I was more than interested in hearing about a man’s set of briefs or boxers, but Todd went on about women’s’ panties, bras, garter belts and what not. I was getting hot imagining this prim and proper man prancing about clad only in skimpy under things. At one point, I all but asked him what he was wearing beneath his tailored business suit, but dared not. Besides, I was enjoying my fantasy of imagining which of the many outfits he described in detail, he might be wearing seated so close to me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body and smell the musty scent of his muscularly, lean body.
Perhaps he realized my uneasiness and asked if I might like to return to work early, so he might show me around. He also asked if I might like to get together for some drinks after work at the place where many of the corporate types congregate. As much as I wished to accept his kind offer, I mentioned I had taken public transportation to work as my car was being still being shipped by auto transport. The idea of my helplessness appealed greatly to Todd. He insisted I accompany him, and then he would drive me home afterwards. Since it was a Friday it all seemed innocent enough to me.
I must say I thoroughly enjoyed myself, with Todd leading the way and introducing me to many of the other men and women at work. When it came time to leave, Todd surprisingly she asked if I might like to stop off at his place since it was early yet, and on the way. Needless to say I eagerly accepted his generous offer. He parked the car in front of a rambling ranch style house in a very nice neighborhood. It was a terrific looking place and nicely decorated, Todd obviously had good taste. He poured some light wine and we sat and talked some more. Only this time he sat next to me on the long leather couch, going on once more about his fabulous collection of under things.
I am sure he was realizing how deep my interest were in male and female under garments, because the look on his face was one of pure satisfaction. Perhaps he could see right through me and that is why he invited me inside. I was only hoping to get a glimpse at a few of his more dainty pieces, maybe even have him model a few for me. Of course this was all fantasy, at least so I suspected. After all he had no idea I would go to bed with him in a heartbeat. I had already drenched my panties that day as I listened to his heated conversation.
Then he asked if I might like to see some of them. I had to wipe my mouth just in case I was drooling as I meekly nodded yes to his rather bizarre invitation. Excusing himself politely, he went off down a long hallway and into the door at the end of it. He did not bother to close it behind himself. As I sat there waiting I was actually perspiring. Just thinking about what I was about to see and hopefully feel in my hands, his under wear and his hard young cock. Inside my suit pants, my clit rose in heated anticipation.
My only regret was that he had not offered to show me his dirty under wear. There was nothing like the smell and feel of a man’s well worn underwear. The musky smell and scent was like perfume to my nostrils. I loved to hold them to my face and inhale their ripe pungent odors. Then lick the crusty come stains from the crotch areas. I wanted to pull down my pants and panties so badly and make myself cum right there all over his leather couch, but refrained myself.
That was when the idea hit me. I walked part way down the hall and informed him I wanted to use his bathroom. Answering me he instructed me to walk towards his room and it was the doorway right before it. Quietly I walked to the opened door and peered inside his room. His back was turned and I could se his reflection in the mirror. He was completely naked and playing with his rather lengthy cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but feared he might see me and ruin everything. So I went into the bathroom and slowly closed the door behind me.
Once inside I looked for my treasure, the hamper. Opening it I was disappointed as it was nearly empty, but rummaging through the small pile I found a prized pair of pink lace panties which were damp from being inside the musty hamper. I held them in my trembling hands fondling them before raising them up to my face to inhale. I took one long whiff and instantly knew he had soiled them by coming in them. The crotch area was covered in telltale come stains. They smelled so hot and nasty I was regretful that I did not have ample time to try them on and feel the sheer texture of the frilly lace around my now wet and heated pussy.
My fantasy was interrupted by a brief knocking on the door as Todd asked if I was all right. With a crackling voice I replied I would be right out. I listened as I heard his footsteps returning down the hall to the living room. Oddly enough it sounded like high heels clicking down the hall towards the living room on the hard wood flooring. If I would have more time, I would have loved to rub my face inside the dirty panties. Unfortunately I only had enough time to take one long lasting smell of his damp crotch to satisfy myself as I quickly put them back, not knowing what else may have been in there for me to fondle.
Entering the living room I was shocked at the sight before my straining eyes. Todd was standing before the couch dressed in a sexy black lace, uplifting bra. He also was wearing black laced panties with a brief slice of material wedged deeply up into the crack of his gorgeous ass. I had never know a man to have such a gorgeous bare ass like his. Over that was a garter belt and long black nylons attached to it. With his high heels on he was spectacular as I gasped just at the sight of him standing there. The noticeable bulge in the front of his black panties was not easy to conceal. Once more, my mouth began to water at the shear site of him.
Seeing my loss for words, Todd spoke first, apologizing for being so brazen, yet felt that since we were both adults and he had already told me so much about his fascination with underwear that I would understand. Besides, he added he was merely playing dress up for me so I could see some of his collection rather than just look at them in a pile on the table. Looking down, I noticed he had brought out a few additional pieces of his lovely collection for me to admire further.
When Todd asked me how I liked his taste in undies I was barely able to utter a word yet finally eluded to the fact I was more than pleased with seeing him like that. He told me that since I was listening to every word he had said about his under wear I might have a certain fetish for female under wear and he was hoping he had been correct in his assumptions, other wise he would be greatly embarrassed. I assured Todd he was correct in thinking I was a panties and bra woman and boldly told him so, adding that a nice crusty pair of men’s briefs or boxers had almost the same effect on me. He smiled appreciatively at my candidness.
Some how I even confessed to seeking his dirty ones in the hamper at which he giggled embarrassed somewhat stating they had a bit more than sweat in them as he had had a rather intense orgasm while wearing them. Both of us laughed as I admitted to realizing that from their romantic scent. Todd blushed, but came closer and spun around so I could get a closer look at his alluring attire.
He told me to feel and touch it which was impossible without touching some of his more private areas, yet he did not seem to mind as he placed my trembling hands on his smooth skinned, supple body. The wanton mixture of the heat from his body and the feminine feel of the black lace fabric was almost intoxicating. My legs grew weak with heated sexual desire as I rubbed my fingers over it lightly, while he hiked the material higher up his slender hips, allowing it to all but disappear between both his lovely ass cheeks. His nipples were hard and showing through parts of the lace as he began turning crimson, slightly embarrassed at his sudden arousal. I now understood Todd. He was purely an exhibitionist.
He enjoyed being watched as he paraded about in his underwear, while I enjoyed watching. So together, we formed the perfect couple, especially with my more than keen interest for woman’s under wear. Hell I would even walk around dressed in it too if he would let me, so I boldly in a moment of sexual weakness, asked him just that.
A broad smile flashed across his face as he led my by my hand to the bedroom, but first stopped by the bathroom and retrieved the pair of dirty panties I had been fondling earlier. He ordered me to remove all my clothing as he chose just the right undies for me to wear with him. He seemed elated I was agreeing to this, but it was I who could not have been any happier. It was a fantasy come true that evening. Two actually, wearing someone else’s dirty female underwear and being with a younger man that did the same.
In no time Todd found a matching bra for the pink ruffled lace pair of dirty panties he held in his hand. He looked at me standing there naked and nodded in, as my big tits with erect nipples just stood out straight in front of us if waiting for inspection. He told me to lift up my arms as he clasped the smooth feeling bra around my heaving chest. Of course I am bigger than he is, so it was a struggle to make it fit properly. I was not as kinky looking as he in the feminine attire, but felt like I was. Next, he told me to slip on my panties like a good girl and looked for a garter belt and stockings for me.
Finding the appropriate ones, he sat me down after fastening the thin belt around my waist. Todd knelt before me, allowing himself an excellent view of my shaven pussy which now glistened with my seeping inner moisture, while he helped put the stockings on my legs laughing at what a sight it was to see. I know he could not help but notice the telltale sexual smells emulating from my aching pussy. Slowly he leaned closer and planted loving kisses up and down the trembling length of my inner thighs as I moaned enthusiastically at his brazen antics. Finally, he found an old pair of back less, high heels from the rear of his closet. They were tight fitting, but not having any heel allowed my large feet to hang over.
Together we stood next to each other, peering into the full-length mirror as he marveled at how pretty I looked. My pussy was aching inside the confined compartment of his dirty, pink panties and I wanted so much to put my hands in my panties and play with myself in front of him to further humiliate myself. It would also be fuel to add to my heightened amount of sexual tension. I was going wild being with him and dressed like that. It was such a wonderful feeling to have a younger man finally understand what it is like to dress in woman’s underwear. Besides that, he actually had good taste in lingerie.
By then, Todd guessed my dirty thoughts somehow and asked if I might enjoy playing with myself for him as he sat nearby. He confessed at wanting to watch me, and maybe even take a video shot or two. Eagerly I agreed, and in seconds had my dirty pink panties off and in my trembling hands. Nervously, I sat on the edge of the bed in front of him and began working the smelly, sheer fabric over my rigid clithood. Oh how wonderful it felt to be humiliating myself, not only by confessing my love for wearing dirty female under wear, but also having a sexy young male seeing me play with myself as I frantically jerked off. Plus the fact, he would have a video of it to perhaps hold over me at some time or even show to others unknown to me. It was getting kinkier and more exciting by the minute. My pussy was so wet the panties were saturated instantly as I began to rub them all over my heated clit. The sensation was unimaginable, I had never felt so hot or sexually alive and vital.
Todd’s eyes were glued to my hand, as I slowly worked it back and forth, back and forth. The sensations I was experiencing from his worn panties was so stimulating I knew it would not be long before I soon shot my entire load into them. It made it even hotter knowing he watched me. This new strange form of sexual stimulation was elating and my hand began moving back and forth between my open legs faster. Todd slowly removed his own panties and sat there playing with his enormous cock as he watched me. The sight of his monster cock drove me even harder as I now strained to hold back my hot load. The sight of his hairless cock and balls at first shocked me. Then I knew how much I wanted to suck on his big cock and play with his hairless balls, more than anything else.
Brazenly, Todd raised his smooth ass from the seat and stuck his finger deep inside of it, crying out for me to come with him as he pulled repeatedly on the length of his massive cock. Coming he cried out loudly to me, which finally sent me over the edge, between his screams and lewd motions, my overheated pussy exploded into his pink frilly panties. Sometimes when I really get excited I become a squirter when I cum. This was one of them. Missing some of the spewing semen it even landed on his belly forcing him to cry out even louder as his shaking body frenzied in one final climaxing eruption before my own eyes.
His eyes widened wildly as endless long stream of hot, sticky cum spewed forth from his pee hole. It rained out all over me as I opened my mouth to catch his sweet nectar. He smiled seeing at least two stream hitting me between my open lips. I swallowed hungrily as I brought my own cum covered hand to my lips and lapped my own sweet nectar from it. He did the same with his hands, both of them. The one which he had stuck his finger up his ass with, and the one he had bathed in his own sticky dew. This lewd form of camaraderie had somehow thrust us both into a deep pledge. It was almost some sort of secret pack.
Afterwards, I meekly attempted apologizing for coming on him, but his answer was to scrape any remaining droplets off with his fingers, and lick them clean. Yet evidently, he was offended somehow by it or was just pretending, because he suddenly got a stern look on his boyish face and ordered me over in front of him. What he did next not only shocked me but highly excited he.
Todd called me names and told me how bad I had been for cuming in his pretty panties and even being so naughty as to cum on him too. He said I had to be taught a lesson and that he was going to give my big ass a spanking. My heart beat wildly as sweat ran from all my pores. I hastily lay across his warm, sweet scented lap and awaited my punishment. He had no idea how much I enjoyed a good, bare assed spanking. It was light desert at the end of a perfect dinner. The kinkier sex is for me the better.
It did not take him long to begin slapping my behind. Harder and harder his blows rained down on me as I mockingly cried out in pain. Again and again, his strong, stinging palms made contact with me. Todd seemed to really enjoy the predicament he had me in as he administered this severe form of punishment to me. He was quite excellent at spanking and put himself into it, as my bare ass grew redder from each menacing, sharp blow. He finally finished as I wiggled myself across his bare legs, feeling his own naked warmth against my bare flesh. Ironically, all my movement combined with his harsh punishment had given me the feelings of another impending orgasm.
With all my wild gyrations I soon found myself pumping my as about wildly and rubbing my pussy against his legs and soon shot a smaller load of come all over his feet. He screamed in horror and stood upright, as I fell to the floor at his feet. Pretending to be shocked and horrified, he sat back down ordering me to lick my own come from his bare feet and legs. This was additional punishment for being so bad again. I loved it and quickly scrambled to his feet as he watched me devour my own sticky come from between his toes.
I loved licking and sucking on them for him, making sure to take them into my mouth and suck on each as though it was a tiny cock. Of course the one I really wanted to taste was the long one not throbbing above my head. His large cock had risen upright again and was ready for action. Todd seemed pleased in his role over me, and had me keep licking all the way up between his long, shaven legs to the base of his dangling, hairy nutsack. Evidently my punishment had been just as much a turn on to him as it was to me.
The area between his legs was hot as I felt his inner heat and smelled his inner male, testosterone aromas as my tongue first touched his upright cock. It jumped, and he moaned pleasantly. My mature and experienced loving tongue and lips teased his love shaft as he wiggled his ass about the bed he sat on. Todd even raised it up higher allowing me to lick up under it. He next ordered me to clean his ass with my dirty tongue for him. Obliging this wish, I drove it as far up into his dank, ass hole as I possibly could. All of this anal action made him groan with deep guttural delight at just how far I would stoop to please him. As I tongue fucked is sweet ass hole, he pulled on his hard prick until pre cum oozed from the surface.
He began to scream wildly at me, calling me his fuck whore. Little did he know I love being a fuck whore. His hand raced back and forth the length of his big dick until I felt his ass cheeks tighten and quiver. I removed my tongue from his ass and replaced it with two, then three of my fingers. Just as my lips wrapped around his meaty dick he exploded inside my mouth. His load was immense this time washing straight down my throat. I almost did not have to swallow it such a violent orgasm blast. His naked legs shook as he held my head tightly in place until he finished. Again he partly came all over my face.
With cum still dripping from my lips I stood up between Todd’s open legs and pushed him backwards, onto his bed. His legs propped up onto my broad shoulders and I took aim with my puckered cum covered lips and leaned forward onto him. My lips met his as he opened them allowing my tongue and some of his own cum to slip inside. Again he made those low guttural sounds as I inched myself against his still trembling body. He was my young lover now.
It did not take long for his cock to get hard again, so I fucked him good and hard. It was the way he was going to like it I thought. In and out he rammed his hard cock up my cum drenched pussy and he wallowed in the glory before me. He was covered in sweat and begging me to fuck him harder. And fuck him harder I did. I pulled and bit on his erect nipples as he squealed in sexual delight. Todd loved being taken by an older woman he loved me being on top. I pounded up and down over his hard cock for the longest time before I finally managed to grunt out a smaller load of my own come. Sensing I had peaked he too gripped my shoulders tightly and held me down onto his erupting cock and kissed me long and hard until he had finished cuming. We fell asleep in each others arms.
It was blissful. We had one long and hardon weekend together before he finally drove me back to my temporary quarters. He followed me inside and said something that took me by complete surprise. He said, pack your things, I’ll wait. We have been together ever since. As a matter of fact he is my boss now, but only at work, since I wear the pants at home. At home he never wears any, just dirty panties sometimes, when I tell him to.
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