amandacarrol's blog post - The collage years

After graduating from high school I went to a major state university. There was very little dressing my freshman year as I lived in an all male dorm and had a roommate. During my sophomore year however things changed. I moved to a co-ed dorm and discovered to joy of late night laundry. Most nights I would do my homework then hang out with friends. Smoking weed was a very popular activity with us and most nights I was one of a very few people still awake after midnight during the week. Stoned I would go down to the basement and into the laundry room. I was always surprised by the number of people who would leave their laundry overnight. Open the drier looking for panties, a bra or perhaps a slip I would find whatever I could and go to the bathroom down the hall. There I would take a stall and put on the evenings find. I was in heaven jerking off in pretty things. Here and there I would get walked in on but I would just sit still pretending to go to the bathroom until whomever left. I never did get caught.

One evening after putting on a bra and panties and doing my thing I went to bed. Twenty minutes later there was knock on the door. I answered and there stood the young lady whose bra and panties I had just jerked off in. She looked at me and said what did you do with my bra! She said it as if she knew I had put it on. I made up some story about putting her laundry on top of the drier so I could use it and suggested she look behind the drier as maybe it had fallen over the back. I was so excited and scared all at the same time. I stopped my routine for a few days but the excitement of almost being caught was so great I just had to start my little routine again.

This went on for all of my sophomore and junior years. In my senior year I moved to an apartment with my best friend. Finally a bedroom to myself. Of course I had been seeing a woman for a couple of years so dressing on the weekends was out but during the week I could wear a bra and panties to bed and masturbate to my hearts content. One weekend my girl friend went out of town with her parents and my room mate went home leaving me the apartment to myself. Off to the laundry room to do laundry. I will never forget the cute sheer lace baby blue bikini panties I found. I ran upstairs and put them on and climaxed in a matter of seconds. I wore them to bed the next two nights. When my then girlfriend came home she spent Sunday night at my place. When she made the bed in the morning she found the panties in the bed. She was so sure I was cheating on her. I made up a story about doing the laundry and that they must have been in the drier when I dried the sheets. She was skeptical but in the end she believed me and we never discussed it until I came out to her after getting engaged to be married. What a disaster that was.

After graduating from collage I got a job moved out into my very own apartment and my now decades long addiction to shopping for and wearing lingerie started. More on that next time.