Tale of teenage memories resurfaced
Thought I'd forgotten about my youth until the 'trip to the South' happened.
You see, my sister and I used to have fun in our early teens when I'd 'borrow' her lingerie to enjoy myself with. I loved her silky satin slips and panties and would wear them to bed for 'self gratification'. My sis knew, of course, and often asked about how well I 'slept'.
Well, 30 years later, I picked her up (she's divorced) and headed off for a two day trip to Florida from Boston. At the motel that night she, with a BIG smile on her face, asked me if I'd still like to 'borrow something' to sleep. Well, I blushed and said I'd brought my own [was a satin nightie] and she asked to see it. When I dug it out of my bag, she asked to see me in it (she was always that direct) and to show her how I 'got off' while wearing it (she'd had a few gins by then). Well .... I did, and I did. She was very understanding (after I explained that that was still the only way I could masturbate) and said that it was a lot safer than meeting up with strange women, so ... why not? Didn't hurt anyone and I seemed to enjoy it (and is THAT an understatement!).