Don't Knock It

After my wife and I got married, we had nowhere to stay. So, her sister said we could stay with her for a while as she is out of town a lot. The missus and I have always had a varied sex life. We both love for me to wear her underwear when we make love. One particular night after a good two hours of sex, I fell asleep still dressed in her panties and baby doll teddy. The next morning when I woke, my wife had already left for work. I got up and went to the bathroom, not paying attention to what I was wearing as I had the house to myself, or so I thought. As I came out of the bathroom, my sister-in-law was standing outside, waiting to go for a shower. Apparently, she had gotten home in the early hours of the night. I didn't know what to do or where to look when she commented on how good I looked. I think she must've noticed the twitch in my panties because she grabbed my hand and said that if I gave her what I give to my wife, then she wouldn't tell my wife that I wear her underwear when she is not in the house. Little did she know that it was my wife's idea for me to start wearing her undies. So, I let her lead me to her bedroom where she started to give me oral, to which I happily returned the favor. Then she stripped me from my undies and asked me to wear some of hers while we made love. I was only to willing to oblige as she was gorgeous. She dressed me up in stockings, suspenders, and the sexiest pair of satin panties I have had the pleasure to wear. Needless to say, we were in bed for most of the day with me swapping and changing underwear each time we had sex. It was fantastic. We managed to carry on having sex like this for about six months until she got her promotion and moved to the city. My wife and I still enjoy dressing up for sex, and I still enjoy masturbating in the panties that my sister-in-law gave me to remember her by. I tell you people, don't knock it until you have tried it.

— Russell, 37