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Title: Rhumba Panties
A few weeks back I was napping one fine afternoon, slipping between sleep and awake, when the idea of Rhumba panties crept into my brain.
I never was in to sissy stuff, but I had seen a picture on the 'net that showed a guy in panties with nice ruffles across the back, and this time, they kind of appealed to me. I forgot about them soon enough, but that afternoon, I couldn't get them out of my mind.
Being alone and having nothing better to do, I searched for them on the 'net. At first nothing interesting appeared, but then... I found a site that had a few styles. I clicked on one thumbnail and was treated to a pair of pink panties, the frilly strips running across the mannequins butt. I loved them. As I pondered buying them, my dog started barking. I set my laptop down on the couch (I so love wireless internet!) and went to investigate. Hmm... a squirrel. Ok girl, calm down... it's just a squirrel... then the phone rang.
I answered it. A friend of a friend was having some bike issues - her new (to her) vintage BMW was acting up and did I have any ideas??? One thing led to another and the next thing I knew I was downstairs searching for my multimeter and some tools to go help her out.
About the time I was set to leave, my wife came home. I smooched her and filled her in on what I was up to, and headed out the door.
As I sat looking into the hapless bike owner's blue eyes, it struck me that I hadn't shut down the computer. Or had I? I was always very careful about these things, I must have! My fantasy girl must have noticed the look on my face... she asked what was wrong. "Oh nothing, Im just trying to figure this one out.." I mumbled something else as i tried not to imagine being there in those panties and got to fixing what I was sure was a minor issue on her bike.
Soon enough she was off and running again. Damn, if I were fifteen years younger, and single... yeah, right. Fifteen years ago I wouldn't have had the nerve to talk to her let alone ask her out. She was out of my league anyway...
I drove home. I was SURE I had signed off the computer. Even if I hadn't, there's a good chance my wife wouldn't have seen it.
I got home. The computer was closed, on the end table, just like it always was. My lovely wife asked how things went. I told her the details. She made some joke about me running away with her. She knew me...
Apparently I HAD closed up the computer.
Flash ahead a few weeks. I'm out working on yet another project bike. the lovely wife wants to take the pooch for a stroll. Will i go? Sure, but I want to shower first.
Like always, I throw a clean pair of underwear, sweatpants, and a t-shirt on the counter so I've got something to put on after i dry off. I get into the shower. Wash my hair, sing some songs, lah dee dah...
I turn off the water, pull the towell into the shower to dry myself off. (I hate getting out first. i get cold!) I step out.
And what should I see on the counter? Frilly pink panties where my boxer briefs used to be. Satin, with white lacey strips of sissiness running across the butt. What the??? She's never seen me in panties. We've ever talked about me wearing them. I suppose she might suspect, but.., wait a minute. She's no idiot, The site I had up was a panties for men site. She obviously knew what I was doing and doesn't mind? But she's SO vanilla???
I slip them on, they feel wonderful. I put on my t-shirt, then the sweatpants. Are the sweatpants thick enough to hide the ruffles? I try to look in the mirror but can't really tell.
I head downstairs. My wife is sitting on the couch reading the paper.
"Ready to go?" she says. I mumble "yes".
"Then let's go!"
She hasn't made eye contact with me. I'm not sure what to think. I'm not sure why, but Im nervous as hell. Was it a joke? Does she think i wouldn't wear them?
I grab the leash. As we're heading out the door, she gives me a slap on the ass, and I instantly feel more submissive than I ever had. I freeze.
"Come on" she said. And headed out the door.
A few minutes into the walk and I haven't said a word. I don't know what to say.
She breaks the silence. "Did I guess your size right?" she asked. All I could say was "huh?"
"I noticed you had an interest in some interesting undies, did I pick the right size?"
I looked around to see if anyone was within earshot. "Yeah, they fit fine."
She shook her head. "You'll never cease to amaze me. Should I be worried about this?"
"Um, no, it's just a little kink I have, having a little fun."
"I see" she said... "Or at least I will when we get home. You're always egging me on to run around in panties. We'll see how you like it when we get home."
I couldn't get the thought out of my mind. It as creating a bit of excitment actually... which I was afraid would soon be obvious.
We walked in silence as I tried to avoid further excitement, which of course only added to the suspense. Just when I thought it was under control, she added "Where's our camera anyway?"
Not another word was spoken about my panties on our walk. When we got home, it was business as usual, aside from not talking about what I couldn't stop thinking about. And I'm guessing she had it on her mind too? But that's the thing... my wife is so very vanilla. I was amazed things had gone this far. I didn't want to push it.
I knew that she often didn't follow up on things she said. This wasn't anything new to me. She went up to take a nap and I sat downstairs, mulling over what to do. Now, you have to understand. When she says she's going to lie down for a while, she means it. There's no hidden meaning, she's not looking for an innocent excuse to get into bed at four in the afternoon.
But today... usually panties make me feel submissive, but today they made me feel daring. Or maybe it was desperate? I'm not sure, but I decided to go upstairs.
She was in bed, sleeping on her stomach. her hands near the headboard, a sleeveless whit t-shirt pulled up showing the small of her back. Her legs slightly spread, her butt beautifully clad in nice, shiny blue panties with a floral print. And that blindfold? Not realy a blinfold I suppose, but it covered her eyes when it was light out. She bought it so she could sleep on the plane but had begun wearing it during her naps too.
I watched her. Her robe was lying on the floor next to her. I stood there trying to figure out why she'd talk a good game but never go through with it? Was she a prude or a tease? Or both?
Damn she looked good lying there, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders. Her legs were spread just enough to give a peek between them, her panties tight and hugging her curves.
I stripped down to my panties, not sure what I was going to do, but sure I had to do something. I noticed the belt from her robe. Her hands near the headboard. The blindfold.
I was going to tie her up. She couldn't actually SEE me in panties then, which added to my confidence. Yeah, I was going to tie her hands above her head, and, and what? Whatever I wanted? No, she'd likely freak when i did it, better to keep things simple. I'd tie her up, then lie down with her, kiss her, fell her up a little, test the waters... and of course rub up against her. Rub myself between her cheeks and see how things went.
I tied one end of the sash to the headboard, then pulled her hands together and began tying here wrists, as gently as I could.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sounding annoyed.
"Shh.. just relax!" My voise was shaking, I didn't sound too convincing but by now I had her pretty much tied.
She brushed her head onteh pillow, pulling the blindfold off. "What are you doing!" she asked again. The looked at me.
The look in here eyes... it wasn't anger, more like confusion... but... she wasn't saying no. Her eyes weren't saying no. "Settle down, I'm just going to rub you doewn a little, just relax..." I pulled the blindofld back down.
"Why are you tying my hands?" she asked. "What are you doing?"
"Again with the what am I doing!" I said, a bit more confident now. I had jumped off the deep end with her and had to start swimming or it'd be over in a hurry. I kissed her neck. I just want you to relax and enjoy having someone pay attention to you."
"I can do that without my hands tied! And I want to see what you're doing!"
She had started to roll over so I flipped her back on her stomach, a little more forcefully than I had intended. Then I put my hands on her hips and held her down while I straddled her and bent down to kiss the back of her neck.
"You never relax" I whispered into her ear. "Don't fight it, you know you can trust me" I was rubbing her back now. "You're so tense, just go with it"
She didn't say anything. I rubbed her shoulders. "Relax..."
I could feel her shoulders tense up even more, and then... loosen up. I repositioned myself a little higher up... and felt my panty covered crotch brush against her panty covered cheeks.
It was heaven. I had only felt this once before, years ago, with a girl I dated for quite a few years. I rubbed up against her like this one night, ad got to the point I knew I had to stop or it would be all over. I always regretted stopping. I wasn't going to stop tonight...
"When are you going to untie me?" She asked as I began to move my hands to her back.
"Shhh..."
I rubbed her a little more with my hands, got myself hard as a rock rubbing her with my his, and decided to make it last a bit longer. I moved down, away from her cheeks, and massaged her lower back. I looked down at her beautiful ass and noticed there was a little wet spot on her panties. I looked and saw a much larger wet spot on MY panties.
I ran my hands down over her hips to her legs. I moved off to one side, and spread her legs far enough so I could kneel between them. I slid one hand under her andstarted feeling her up.
She raised her hips to get away from me, getting up on her elbows and knees.
"Freeze" I told her. "Dont' make me tie your legs too.
She didn't say a word. She also didn't move.
"Hmm.. I like this" I said. I moved forward and began feeling her boobs through her shirt. My panties were pressed against hers again. My wet spot was getting bigger. I was getting braver. I began playing with her nipples. Softly...then as they got hard, a little rougher. She arched her back, which drover her hips into me even more.
The feel of my panties sliding over hers was driving my wild. I began thrusting, a little at first, then harder. And pinching her. Twisting her nipples, pulling on them as I thrust forward.
She was pushing back, trying not to get knocked forward I suppose. I noticed the blindfold had been slid down her face so it now covered her mouth. Her eyes were closed...
I was getting close. I wanted my fingers in her panties when I came. When I slid my hand down I didn't go slowly like I normally do, I pushed beneath the waistband and slipped my finger between her legs.
I was amazed at how wet she was. How swollen her lips were. I was only barely moving my hips now, trying to get up to the edge and hold it until I could get her off. I began fingering her, her breathign got deeper. I stopped moving my hips but kept fingering her. Her breathing began to quicken, then her hips began to move. Then the moans. She hadn't ever moaned before, not like this. Maybe it was more of a whimper to start with, but then deeper moans... and finally she began to shake. She was whispering... "oh god... oh... " I couldn't take anymore. I was past the point of no return and slipped my finger into her, then another. My thumb ws pressed against her, trying to get her off before I came.
Which wasn't long. It was thrilling to cum in my panties, pressed against hers, her hips grinding against me. For the first time in about ten years, we came at the same time.
We were both shaking. As my breathign started to receover I slid back a little and she collapsed onto the bed. her panties were a mess, the blues showing stains from my little adventure. I reached up to untie her, she brought her hands down beneath her.
I sat back up and surveyed the damage. I loved it, but knew she wouldn't like the mess. I slipped her panties down, along her legs, and then, kissed both her cheeks. I love kissing her butt... I kissed along her waist from one cheek to the other, and greeted with the taste of, well, me...
suddenly the submissive was back. I kissed the back of her neck the sauntered off to the bathroom. I slipped off my panties and cleaned myself up. When I went to get myself clean undies, she was fast asleep.
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