Panties For Men

Out of the blue, I got a call from Jeremy.  That’s my girl’s sister’s husband.  You’ve met him before.  He told me that he wanted to please keep the conversation on the down low.  I figured there was something going on between him and his wife Sheri so I agreed.  He wanted to know if I was free on day next week. I typically can work from the house but my woman Amy would be home as well.  He postponed the day until the following weekend when he knew his wife and Amy would be on a shopping trip.

Friday night Jeremy called and asked if we were still on for the get together.  I said sure and what did he have in mind?  Did I need anything special or were we going someplace?  He said “I just want to stay there for the day.”  I agreed and he said He’d be over about 9 the next morning.

I had a pot of coffee on and Jeremy came up to the back door and we sat on the deck.  He got some coffee and he fidgeted in his seat as he stammered on about nonsense.  I asked what the hell was going on and he said “Can we go inside to talk?”  I shrugged and said “Let’s go” and we went in.

Jeremy sat his coffee down and said “Mike, last time we were here, you were all dressed up like a girl and damn, it was so hot.  When you were blowing me in the bedroom It was all I could do to not nut all over you and your sexy lips!”  I looked at him and then at the khakis and T-shirt I was wearing and said “Surely you didn’t plan on coming over here and me ****ing you, did you?”  Jeremy looked a bit sheepish and said, “Well kind of. Only I want YOU ****ing me.”  I asked what he meant and he replied “When we were on the bed, and I was taking you, I was so turned on and you seemed to really be getting off.  I want to swap places.  I want you to dress me up and then break me over a chair. I want to be your slut this time.”

I sat down and pondered the situation.  Jeremy does have a beautiful **** and he’s fit and very sexy himself.  I looked him up and down and said “Well let’s see if I have anything for you to wear.”

We went back to the bedroom and I retrieved my stash of lingerie.  I lifted out a couple of nighties and told him, he had to strip.  I found a sweet little babydoll with a matching G-string panty.  I held it in front of his naked body, the satin trim on the hem of the sheer nylon swishing across his semi-hard manhood made him twitch.  I asked if this would be good or was there something else, he had in mind.  “No, this would be great.”

He pulled the nightie over his head and then worked the G-string up his legs.  His bulging erection would never stay in the panties.  That was okay though.  I stood him in front of the full length mirror that I myself had stood in front of so many times and told him to run his hands over his breasts, onto his sexy cheeks and down his legs.  To bring his hands back up his inner thighs and to feel the material as it was smoothed across his skin.  I told him to close his eyes and repeat the motion.  His **** seemed to grow bigger than it had been the last time we were together.  I came up behind him and wrapping one hand around him and placing it on his breast, I slid the other up his thigh to his leg junction.  Leaning in I breathed on his neck and bit his ear.  I whispered, “Jeremy are you ready for this?”