Back in panties for a while
Today, I had the chance to wear panties for a while. I has been sooooo long since I could wear - or at least felt I could wear - and it felt so good to have them on.
I had to work today - a Sunday - and I was going to be the only person in the office, so I decided to take a chance. I stopped at a local store on the way to work - a Walmart - and after sitting in the parking lot for a while, trying to convince myself NOT to do it, I went in and bought a four pack of microfiber bikini panties. They had different colors; white, gray, beige and black. Though it's been a while, I knew my size, so I just grabbed a package and went to the self-service checkout. I pulled out some cash to pay for the panties.
"Oh, the cash takers are down on these checkouts", the service lady said as she saw the money in my hand. "But, you can use that checkout over there. She can take your cash." She pointed to the first checkout lane and the cashier standing behind the cash register. I smiled and said, "Thanks" out loud as inside - in my head - I said something much more colorful.
In just a few moments, the cashier scanned the panty four-pack, announced the price and took my money. She put the panties packages in a plastic bag and offered the receipt. I accepted it and the plastic bag, said "Thanks" and turned to leave as she said, "Have a nice day."
A few minutes later, I was in my office building. I put the bag on my desk, the pulled out the package of ladies underwear and opened it. I pulled out the top pair of panties, a gray pair and I went to the ladies restroom. I looked in the vanity and found two more items, thinking they would help me feel more feminine as I wore the panties. The company is nice enough to provide "personal items" for the female workers. I decided to take advantage of this generosity as well.
I unfolded the panties, and set them on the vanity, opening them so the white cotton gusset was exposed. Then I took the first of the items and opened it. I pulled the panty liner from its package, separated it from the protective plastic sheet and stuck it to the panty gusset. Now, I had panties with a panty liner. I disposed of the liner's packaging in the waste bin next to the vanity.
I shook off my shoes. I reached down and unbuckled the belt around my waist, unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and then pulled off my male cotton briefs. I stood in the ladies bathroom, naked from the waist down. Then, I picked up the second item and pulled it from its plastic cover. As I exposed the pink tampon applicator to my view, I walked into a toilet stall. I lifted my foot and put it on the seat cover. I extended the applicator's push handle, bent over a bit and placed the tip against my male pussy.
I took a small breath, and pushed the tip of the applicator inside my pussy, making sure the first stage was completely inside. I pushed on the plunger and felt the cotton period plug enter my opening. I waited a moment and then pulled the spent applicator out. I placed it into the small plastic holder where it came from, wrapped this in toilet paper and put it into the "female items" trash bin next to the toilet. My tampon applicator joined with others that were there from their use inside women's bodies along with a pad or two wrapped in toilet paper too.
I stepped out of the toilet stall, picked up the panties and stepped into them. Oh, it felt so good to feel the soft panties against my skin. I touched the fabric; I caressed it with my fingertips. I looked at myself in the mirror and admired the look of the panties on my body. It had been too long since I looked this way - felt this way.
I got my jeans and slipped into them and then stepped into my shoes. After washing my hands, I opened the door and walked out to my office for a day's work.
I went about my work. I sat at my desk, walked around the office gathering paperwork and even stepped out to get a quick lunch while still wearing the new panties. The amazing part was this; after an hour or so, I completely forgot I was wearing them. It just felt natural, normal for me to have them on. After lunch, I needed to use the bathroom, and when I did, I sat down on the toilet to pee.
An hour after that, I decided I should remove the tampon, so I went back to the ladies bathroom, sat on a toilet and pulled on the string to remove the cotton plug from my pussy. It fell into the water and I simply flushed it down. (Maybe I shouldn't do that, but it was the easiest way for me to dispose of it.)
I finished my work and slipped on my jacket. I almost got to the door when I remembered. I WAS WEARING PANTIES!!!!!. I need to change back before I went home. I smiled as I went to the ladies' room and stripped down, pulled them off and disposed of the panty liner. I put my male briefs back on and then my jeans and shoes. I hid the panties inside of my work desk. It's a bit risky, maybe, but I want to wear them again sometime... maybe soon.
I had to work today - a Sunday - and I was going to be the only person in the office, so I decided to take a chance. I stopped at a local store on the way to work - a Walmart - and after sitting in the parking lot for a while, trying to convince myself NOT to do it, I went in and bought a four pack of microfiber bikini panties. They had different colors; white, gray, beige and black. Though it's been a while, I knew my size, so I just grabbed a package and went to the self-service checkout. I pulled out some cash to pay for the panties.
"Oh, the cash takers are down on these checkouts", the service lady said as she saw the money in my hand. "But, you can use that checkout over there. She can take your cash." She pointed to the first checkout lane and the cashier standing behind the cash register. I smiled and said, "Thanks" out loud as inside - in my head - I said something much more colorful.
In just a few moments, the cashier scanned the panty four-pack, announced the price and took my money. She put the panties packages in a plastic bag and offered the receipt. I accepted it and the plastic bag, said "Thanks" and turned to leave as she said, "Have a nice day."
A few minutes later, I was in my office building. I put the bag on my desk, the pulled out the package of ladies underwear and opened it. I pulled out the top pair of panties, a gray pair and I went to the ladies restroom. I looked in the vanity and found two more items, thinking they would help me feel more feminine as I wore the panties. The company is nice enough to provide "personal items" for the female workers. I decided to take advantage of this generosity as well.
I unfolded the panties, and set them on the vanity, opening them so the white cotton gusset was exposed. Then I took the first of the items and opened it. I pulled the panty liner from its package, separated it from the protective plastic sheet and stuck it to the panty gusset. Now, I had panties with a panty liner. I disposed of the liner's packaging in the waste bin next to the vanity.
I shook off my shoes. I reached down and unbuckled the belt around my waist, unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and then pulled off my male cotton briefs. I stood in the ladies bathroom, naked from the waist down. Then, I picked up the second item and pulled it from its plastic cover. As I exposed the pink tampon applicator to my view, I walked into a toilet stall. I lifted my foot and put it on the seat cover. I extended the applicator's push handle, bent over a bit and placed the tip against my male pussy.
I took a small breath, and pushed the tip of the applicator inside my pussy, making sure the first stage was completely inside. I pushed on the plunger and felt the cotton period plug enter my opening. I waited a moment and then pulled the spent applicator out. I placed it into the small plastic holder where it came from, wrapped this in toilet paper and put it into the "female items" trash bin next to the toilet. My tampon applicator joined with others that were there from their use inside women's bodies along with a pad or two wrapped in toilet paper too.
I stepped out of the toilet stall, picked up the panties and stepped into them. Oh, it felt so good to feel the soft panties against my skin. I touched the fabric; I caressed it with my fingertips. I looked at myself in the mirror and admired the look of the panties on my body. It had been too long since I looked this way - felt this way.
I got my jeans and slipped into them and then stepped into my shoes. After washing my hands, I opened the door and walked out to my office for a day's work.
I went about my work. I sat at my desk, walked around the office gathering paperwork and even stepped out to get a quick lunch while still wearing the new panties. The amazing part was this; after an hour or so, I completely forgot I was wearing them. It just felt natural, normal for me to have them on. After lunch, I needed to use the bathroom, and when I did, I sat down on the toilet to pee.
An hour after that, I decided I should remove the tampon, so I went back to the ladies bathroom, sat on a toilet and pulled on the string to remove the cotton plug from my pussy. It fell into the water and I simply flushed it down. (Maybe I shouldn't do that, but it was the easiest way for me to dispose of it.)
I finished my work and slipped on my jacket. I almost got to the door when I remembered. I WAS WEARING PANTIES!!!!!. I need to change back before I went home. I smiled as I went to the ladies' room and stripped down, pulled them off and disposed of the panty liner. I put my male briefs back on and then my jeans and shoes. I hid the panties inside of my work desk. It's a bit risky, maybe, but I want to wear them again sometime... maybe soon.
3 years ago
