I have to get my mail from a neighborhood gang box. I’m the one who usually gets the mail. One day, several years ago, maybe to announce a store re-opening, my wife got a free pair of VS black panties in the mail. They were too small for her (long story). I thought, why not?
Or maybe it started with the Sears catalog. Seeing women modeling bras and other intimates. Or maybe it started when, in my youth, I wore tights for a community play. Anyway, it started.
The panties fit me just fine. I put them on when I had some private time. Then I “purged,” though I didn’t know the term then,
Time passed; it was Christmas time. I ordered some clothes for my wife and bra and panties for myself from Woman Within. (With that title, I really wonder how many of their clients are CDs). Purged again.
Then another Christmas. I ordered from JCP, bra and panties and some tennis shoes to make it look like I was just picking up the order for my wife. I also ordered sexy underwear from Modern Undies. You can see one pair in my profile. Then, I purged again.
The sex life with the wife was vanilla and rare. I like excitement in general. (However, flying and scuba diving are expensive, and truth be told, I would rather do those things). Wanting excitement, I rented a PO. Box and became a Temu customer.
I ordered a red sports bra, which I am wearing while I write. I ordered other things as well. A panty with a built-in butt plug, which I have yet to have the opportunity to use.
Then another order, a miniskirt. I could never pass, but wearing it does feel good, and I’m surprised it fits so well. (Wearing the skirt, if I had been a woman, I realize I would have been such a slut).
I will soon get a slip in the mail and another bra. I crave excitement.
I get some excitement wearing my Speedo at my gym’s pool. (FYI, there is a Speedo group in Lush). As an aside, I will go to Vegas next month and plan to wear my Speedo at the hotel’s pool. (Anything goes in Vegas, right?)
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