Her nipples were erect even before I took her top off but by the time I decided to get back to her other underwear they were as stiff as my cock, and felt beautiful to my touch, and they were causing this exciting woman to gasp and cry out at my every nibbling kiss.

Just feeling her wonderful soft cotton knickers in the drawer gave me a massive erection, and I could not stop thinking about trying on some of them. I then was prompted how to unlace my corsets which I found very difficult, but succeeded in the end. They could be the traditional, ‘slit-front’ underpants, or Y-front underpants as long as they were not briefs. Mum continued to ignore my erection at this time, and I was soon too excited to bother to cover it with my hands.I felt thrilled at the idea of seeing him in those lovely, white knickers, and I felt my cock tingling and stiffening so much that I had to rearrange it in my white cotton underpants. As she stepped up into the compartment her gaze seemed to focus directly on my trousers which contained a slowly subsiding and unrelieved erection. Both ladies also wore directoire knickers, and I fell in love with those wonderful knickers very early on. Soon Mrs A put down her cup and said, “I really must dash, Ted will be home soon, and we are going out this evening. I was naturally hesitant but Veronica sensed my nervousness and said, “It’s quite alright, nobody can see, and, in any case I feel comfortable with you, and instinctively trust you,” and she smiled reassuringly.

I decided that I would make a pretence of going to the toilet and I would get Ben to help with the deception. My fascination for corsets and knickers was growing by the day, and as I shared a bedroom with my parents in the small semi-detached house, I was able to watch her getting dressed on most mornings.At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. I was amazed at her self-assurance, and that gave me extra confidence to let go and enjoy her wonderful gifts. And even to get to the staircase one had to pass Mrs Manders’s bedroom door, and she was renowned as a light sleeper. This slip stops at the waist,” said Veronica, provocatively raising the hem of her light, summer skirt. Clare had kindly given me five pairs of her old knickers, ‘to remind me of her when I wore them’, as she put it!

I think that everybody was fond of her, and a reprimand from her for misbehaviour left you feeling that you’d let her down. Several of these knickers were different, pastel colours, and we had often wondered if she chose specific coloured knickers for any reason.I realized that I could get several pairs of knickers on under my white cotton underpants, and started to select some clear favourites. There was something menacing in her tone as she continued, “I will lace you in until you get the hang of doing it yourself. I quickly showed him where everything was, and undressed to my underpants, indicating for him to do the same. As soon as I had fastened it, my mother started drawing in the laces, and I soon began to feel the corsets tightening around me.