I was 16 and living with dad after their divorce. Mom had left some stuff behind. One day, since I had no clean underwear, I thought I'd wear dad's boxers; that was the day my life changed. When I opened what I thought was dad's drawer, it was mom's panty drawer! She had left behind white, pink, red, black, tan panties, bras, and pantyhose! I grabbed a pair of black panties and put them on, and they seemed to have been bought just for me, as they fit perfectly! I went to school wearing those panties.
There was this one guy that, for some reason, I thought was cute. I didn't know about being gay or anything, but he just seemed cute, for some reason. All the girls liked him, he was that good-looking, and he was a friend of mine. We would hang out all the time, but I never told him about my panties. One day we were at his house watching movies on VHS (this was 1990). One the movie was over, i bentover to hit the rewind button, and that's when it happened! When I got up, he was looking at me with a grin on his face. He asked what I was wearing. I told him I didn't understand (of course I did, and I was embarrased that I got caught!). He told me that it didn't seem like guy underwear that I was wearing, and I said it was. He said he had never seen guy underwear with lace trim! I didn't say anything. He got up from his chair and walked towards me. I was looking down, embarrased, but kinda turned-on, since this was the guy I had a crush on.
He told me that it was ok if I was wearing panties, and that he wanted to see them! My heart stopped, and I was trembling! i looked up and he was looking at me. He put his hand on my cheek, and said it was ok. He put his other hand on my waist and pulled me closer. We kissed for what seemed forever! It was magical! His lips, his tongue, he was sooo gentle. He then proceeded to take off my jeans and see my white lacy panties. He said I looked very cute, and that for some reason, he had liked me a long time, but didn't know how to tell me!! I fell in love right there and then! All I could muster to say was thank you and that I liked him too, to which we proceeded to kiss some more, this time, his hands on my ass, carressing me, but ever so gentle. He treated me in a way that I was the girl, and I felt so good.
We made love all afteroon, and several months afterward. He even bought me panties! He loved me wearing them, and called me his girlfriend. He would efer to me mostly as girl, but he would also act girly on ocassion. Several times, he'd wear my panties to school!