It was a Victoria's secret thong panty, yellow, one of my favorites. I've been wearing panties for about six months, after I found one of my mom's in the back of a drawer. Henry stared.
"Are you mad? Grossed out?" I asked.
Henry shook his head. "No. No. Not at all. It's just surprising. I never knew you liked this stuff. How long...?"
"I dunno, maybe six months. I found one of my mom's and as a gag, tried it on. I liked the way it felt. Can't explain it more than that, I just do."
Henry moved towards me, his shorts fell down, he stopped and stepped out of them. I could see his c**k getting bigger in his briefs. Mine was already hard, sticking out the side. He reached out, paused, looked at me. I nodded. His fingers traced the lace along the top. He laughed lightly. "This is f****d up.
