I made myself climax, then quickly took everything off and hid it back in my closet. You could clearly see the bra underneath, and it jutted out, like I had breasts.
That excited me even more, so I stuffed it with some of my socks, then put on a white T-shirt. I took it back to my room, and tried it on. If the panties made me that excited, I wondered what the bra would do. I dug through her underwear drawer, until I found her bras. So for some reason, I decided to sneak into my sister’s room. It was only a few days later that I wore the panties again. When we got home, instead of putting the panties back in Jody’s room, I hid them in my closet. Needless to say, I was excited all night. And now I was wearing them in public! Without anybody knowing! When we sat down and the waitress came out to serve us, all I could think of was the fact that I was wearing panties, just like her. I felt so turned on! I couldn’t explain it. With every step I took, I noticed the panties. She dragged me on out of the house, and we got in the car. We’re taking your father out to dinner tonight for his birthday. I was so close to being busted! I was lucky she didn’t see me. “Why are all your blinds closed? What were you up to? Wait, don’t tell me. I didn’t know what to do, so I quickly pulled on my jeans, and then went to unlock the door. “Nick, are you in there? Why is your door locked!” said mom. They were so different! Not rough or clingy like what I wore, but the smoothest, silkiest feeling, like I was wrapped in softness. I locked my door, closed all the shades, and put them on. For some reason, I had an urge to try them on, to see how they felt. I had naughty thoughts on the mind all the time, and I had wanted to get into a lot of girl’s pants at school. I was a typical 10th grade boy, so as you can imagine, my mind raced at the thought that I was holding panties in my hand. I held her panty in my hands, feeling the silky material. Jody is my elder sister who is just 2 years older than me. Mom had accidentally left one of Jody’s panties in my pile. So I put everything away, except when I came to the underwear, there was a problem. This was her signal that I was supposed to put the clothes away in my drawers, and bring down any dirty clothes I had. I put my bag down on my desk, and noticed that mom had left the laundry basket on my bed.
I got home from school, when I was in the 10th grade. I never meant to do it, it just sort of happened.