Now days Fantasy Football is a big thing. From the office to online many join in and pick their team and players. They sometimes get together to watch the game and see how they do. I happened to get involved in this hobby but with a twist. Watching a football game with another mature man while I wore my panties. This is that story.
I went online and joined a fantasy football league. I picked players and mostly my favorite midwestern pro team. While there you see others in your league online. That's were I met Robert. We exchanged weekly picks of games and chatted a bit getting to know each other. It turned out that Robert was in my local area. Robert said he was a divorced older guy, seventy years old, who took up fantasy football as a hobby. Myself being sixty five we had some things in common age wise. It turned out more things then I'd ever fantasized about.
Chatting online one day about a pick I'd made for a game that week Robert and I got into some friendly debate about who would win. As we debated I was adamant about my pick. That's when Robert made the statement that it was just a friendly game and I should not get my panties in a bunch. A fairly common statement in life about not being to serious about something. In my case it applied more than just a passing statement. You see I actually wear panties.
I am a very masculine looking and acting mature male. Yet I had been wearing panties since I was young. Very sexy, pretty, feminine, silky, lacy hi cut or string bikini panties. I never fully crossdressed. Just the panties. Well, I had tried on thigh hi stockings and a garter belt a time or two. But that was it. I didn't consider myself a fem or sissy or even submissive. Really just a guy who liked wearing ladies panties. I had worn them for men before but in a limited way. Just men sucking my panty dick. In meeting men I always wanted it to be super clean and safe as well as erotic and fun.
So in reply to Robert saying don't get my panties in a bunch I jokingly replied that what I did with my panties was my business. Well I thought Robert was joking so he would take my reply as a bit of a joke. I suppose I was being a bit naughty, mildy flirting without putting to much detail out there to him. That way I could back out by saying I was just joking. It didn't cross my mind that maybe he was flirting in his own way.
So Robert types back a reply asking me what kind of panties do I wear that bunch up? That opened the door on that subject I must say. I replied that he should be careful what he asked about. Without missing a beat Robert replied that I should come over to his place to watch the game that week and he could find out.
Early Sunday morning I showered and put on a pair of satin and lace light lavender hi cut bikini panties under my jeans. They fit nice and tight on my ass and even when not being hard showed the outline of my cock. I loved the way the lace trim rode up the middle of each cheek. It was an equal view of panty and ass to see. Also to show off! I wore a white NFL football jersey as well and headed over to Roberts place. When he opened the door to his home I was pleasantly surprised to be met by a mature masculine man.
Robert was about 6 foot tall and well built. He had silver hair, brown eyes and a tan. He smiled as he invited me in. He also had on jeans and a football jersey. Walking in he lead me to a den area that he had set up as the typical man cave. A large tv screen on the wall and a sofa and coffee table were in place with a stand up bar.