A Shirt's Tail – Part 1
Submitted by SilkZone, panty lover on My Used Panty Store
I don’t know if it’s just me or if other guys feel the same way as i do, but i find seeing a woman wearing one of your shirts after a night of passion to be highly erotic, the shirt is way too big for her but the way she wears it and just knowing she is naked underneath is a big turn on for me, it reminds me of the first time i got to see a woman wear one of my shirts………….
I was 19 at the time and that day i had just come back from a holiday in Greece, still in party mode i had arranged with my mates to hit the town the same night mainly so we could show off our newly acquired tans. Prior to the holiday i had bought an assortment of shirts that you could only get away with wearing on holiday, back home you just wouldn’t be seen dead wearing them! But there was one in particular that pushed the bounds of decency to the limit it even made Hawaiian shirts look tame! it had buttons and a collar and was lime green with a black paisley design all over it…. i kid you not!, thankfully i never got to wear it on holiday because i had enough shirts to last for the holiday’s duration. As i was getting ready for the night out to my horror i discovered the only clean shirt i had was the lime green and black fashion faux pas! braving the ridicule that i knew i was going to encounter i put the offending shirt on and stepped out into the night.
Much to the amusement of half the town it seemed i almost glowed in the dark! but i was game for a laugh and put up with the endless jokes, as we approached the night club i was beginning to wonder if my attire would be approved by the fashion police standing at the door, a smirk crossed the doorman’s face on seeing my colourful dress sense at least i had brightened up his day in every sense of the word! as we passed the doorman and made our way to the bar our eyes were greeted by multi coloured lights and the accompanying pounding rhythmic beat…….the night had begun.
My shirt caught many a glance during the night but i doubt if many were admiring, it was my turn to get the drinks in and as i was standing at the bar waiting to be served i noticed a woman standing next to me she had short brown hair with deep brown eyes and was about 5 foot seven inches tall, i estimated her to be in her late 20’s she noticed me looking at her and burst out laughing offering to buy me a drink for being brave enough to wear a shirt like that! from then on we just clicked. As we chatted through the night i learnt she was 32 years old and for the purpose of this recollection i will change her name to Christine. Any time i left her for a moment i was immediately pounced upon by my mates eagerly giving me the third degree, when i told them she was 32 they were in awe that i had managed to hold a much older woman’s attention for longer than five minutes! *at this point i would like to pause and apologise to any ladies reading this who are over 30 but to a bunch of 19 year olds 32 is old!*
The night had slipped into early morning and as the slow songs started to play we got smoochie, as i already was with my dance it meant i was spared the end of the night frenzied ritual of where the guys try and grab any girl in a skirt for a dance as the last chance saloon beckoned for them to use their well rehearsed cheesy chat up lines one more time in the desperate hope that the night was not going to be a total failure!
As we were dancing close i tried to suppress the bulge that was rapidly appearing in my trousers being a gentleman and all! too late a smile crossed Christine’s lips as she felt my excitement against her thigh she pressed close to me and asked if i would like to go back to her place for a coffee, it would be impolite to refuse wouldn’t it? so i readily agreed, as the sound from the last slow song drifted into the air the music finally stopped i reluctantly separated from Christine and tracked down my mates some of whom were quite happily sucking the face off a poor victim who had succumbed to their cheesy charms! while the others were oblivious to their surroundings and were content to be in a drunken stupor, i managed to convey that i wouldn’t be going home with them much to their envy.
Christine held my arm tight as we left the night club and climbed into a taxi we passed my mates trudging wearily home alone devoid of any female company i wound down the window and smugly gave them a royal wave to which they responded with a salute of their own! The taxi stopped outside Christine’s flat and we both got out i paid the taxi driver as Christine opened her front door i followed her inside the bulge in my trousers was ready to explode as the door closed behind us.
She told me to make myself at home, as i sat on the sofa she busied herself looking in the fridge where she produced a bottle of white wine she laughed as she said wine was better than coffee any day and with the wine poured the lights low and the music soft the air positively crackled with seduction. Christine flopped down beside me and took a sip of wine she looked at me and smiled as she put the wine glass down on the table i leant forward and kissed her on the mouth her lips were soft and full she opened her mouth her moist tongue probed as our tongues touched her breath was hot our kisses were deep, as we explored each other’s mouths my heart was pounding and the bulge between my legs was aching to be released from the confines of my trousers i could feel warm excitement leak into my underwear i traced the outline of her lips with my tongue then i slowly ran my tongue up and down her neck causing her to gently sigh as she closed her eyes enjoying the attention i was giving her, as i was caressing her neck using kisses and gentle licks i stroked behind her ear and earlobe using the tips of my fingers her sighs were noticeably deeper i placed my hand on her right breast and gently squeezed she let out a little gasp as i could feel her nipple rock hard against the palm of my hand. She reached out and started to rub the inside of my left thigh then squeezed the bulge between my legs i could feel more excitement escape from my erection i groaned as i felt her hands rubbing my hardness through my trousers, i diverted my attention from her breast and used both hands to undo my belt i unzipped my trousers lifted myself up and pulled my trousers and shorts down to my ankles at last my aching bulge was liberated and was now fully exposed, my shaft was hard and throbbing and craved a woman’s touch.
To be continued………..
