At a fairly young age, I discovered the magic of humping my mattress. Thankfully, she never brought it up. My freshman year at college was exactly what it should have been — exciting, liberating, experimental, and educational. But my return home had also provided me with a fresh observation of life around the house. In fact, my sometimes-ally, sometimes-nemesis, had begun wearing a fascinating array of pretty undergarments, ranging from tiny bikinis to thongs to little more than dental floss, and I was mesmerized… or at least my budding libido was.
I am slip crazy and back in the eighties, I was just plain nuts for them. Going back twenty years ago, slips were in and slit skirts and see through dress that required a slip under them. At that time I had no qualms about seducing a woman in a slip. I did not care if they were married or single. I would do my utmost to get them alone.