I like to think I'm like most guys in that we all have a panty fetish. Mine began when I was a teen playing with any panties I could get my hands on. To be honest not much has changed as I got older, just the people whose panties I play with. I have played with many including Ex wife's, her sisters, my sisters, my mums, my wife's mum, girlfriends mums etc., but this is a story about how I was caught playing with a mates wife's panties.
A few years ago I was asked by my mate to sit in his house to wait while he had his sky TV service repaired. I didn't mind as he had done the same sort of thing for me in the past and really, what else are friends for. It also gave me something to do on my day off and I was looking forward to the repairman being finished so I could go upstairs to rummage in his wife's underwear drawer. I have always found his wife Megan attractive at 41, 5'4 and a brunette, she is pretty easy on the eye. I have always imagined what she would wear and wasn't disappointed when I opened the drawer and found satin and lace panties of all styles from thongs to French knickers. I selected a nice blue satin pair of French Knickers and sat on the edge of their bed, got my cock out and started to stroke it with the panties. I was thinking of going to the laundry basket to see what was in there but was enjoying the feel of these panties. I thought I would wait until I had cum in them and I would put them in the laundry and steal a dirty pair for later.
While I was in my own world thinking of Megan and wanking with her panties that I didn't hear my mate coming home. To say we were both surprised when he came in the room is a massive understatement. After a very tense few seconds I tried to explain whilst dropping her knickers and getting ready to make a very quick exit. So it came as a surprise when he started laughing saying "don't worry mate" and he then reached into the drawer and pulled out a white pair of Bikini Panties and said "here these are my favourite," and reached down to place them on my hard cock. "How does that feel?" he asked me, to which my reply was a soft moan.