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He contacted me at the end of the evening, just as I was about to call it quits and tumble into bed. “I almost hate to ask this,” he typed, “but can you please help me with a really weird request?”
I steel myself when they mention really weird requests, because what constitutes a really weird request to someone else could be standard operating procedure for me, or it could be unusual enough to make me—yes, even me!—blush.
He wrote out his desire in oblique enough terms that I guessed he’d never before spoken of it. He seemed mortally terrified of offending me.
I found his polite hesitancy charming, especially since that very morning a user had threatened to turn me in to my boss for not talking dirty to him, as it was (in his words) “like…THE LAW” that someone with my type of job must be required to provide him with orgasmic release. “You are a sex-worker, aren’t you?” that customer had asked, although his phrasing was cruder than what I’m choosing to convey.
When once I figured out exactly what my late-night user was after, my heart squeezed in sympathy because what he thought of as a highly unusual (and possibly offensive) request was in fact something in complete harmony with my interests.
Panties. He wanted help with panties, both panties with which to masturbate and panties to wear while masturbating. He had quite specific requests for the detailing on these items, but who wouldn’t? When your fondest wish is for soft satin and ribbons, lace and eye-hooks just won’t do.
I pointed him in the right direction. Together we calculated what size he’d need. While helping him my mind flashed back to some few cross-dressers I’d known in the past: a transgendered friend who would with blushing pleasure try on my clothes; a partner who would meet me at the door wearing only silky underthings and an erection.
Something about a man in panties strikes such a chord in my heart. I’ve thought in the past that I was only sympathetic to and accepting of their fetish, but now I’m wondering if it couldn’t be considered my own certifiable fetish as well.
Maybe this fact should be added to my dating site profile? “Curvy slightly-submissive ass-sex-loving perv seeks ultra-horny somewhat-dominant panty-wearing man for hours-long sessions of love.”
He’s out there somewhere, right?
***There’s swag coming tomorrow, and it’s gooooooood stuff.***
Curvaceous Dee
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