As I opened the door, I could feel the butterflies in my tummy, when lovely sight met my eyes, and a froth of nylon engulfed me. I had another most peculiar feeling as well, it was all very exciting. I ran my hands over the material and looked at the satin ribbons and little bows on the frothy material of the petticoats and I was aware of a stirring in my rather tight pants, but, alas, I couldn’t stay too long.
My aunt was back home early that evening and I was able to sit quietly, almost opposite her, watching TV, as she sat on the couch beside her boyfriend Ray. What a wonderful sight all those layers of net made and when he teased her, I thought I even caught a glimpse of her stocking top, which made my day. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the courage to sneak into her room again and a few days later I was back home and then off to summer residential school, which is where I saw my first proper view of some knickers, except for my sister’s of course, but that’s another story!