I started stealing panties and thongs from my next door neighbors and my cousins when I was young. I loved the way they felt and soon enough I was buying my own. Every once in a while the cashier would give me a half grin when I would say "they're for my girlfriend". I started buying more women's clothes and going out as a woman on the weekends.

This one weekend I was at the local gay bar wearing tight women's jeans with a form fitting shirt that showed my belly button. I was dancing with some friends when a slow song came on and a tall handsome man asked me to dance with him. I had never danced with another guy before let alone think about kissing one. When he pulled me tight into him I totally melted in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he slowly and gently slid his hands down the sides of my body and over my ass. He put his hands in my back pockets and with a gentle tug forced them down half way, exposing my white and blue stripped thongs. I was so into him I didn't even care and we kissed for the whole song as he groped and grabbed my ass on the dance floor.

When the song was over we started to walk off the dance floor and after a few steps I realized how low he had my pants pulled down. I pulled them back up and looked around and saw one of my old neighbors standing there and smiling. It was her thongs I was wearing. She didn't care and said she figured it was me. We still laugh about it today.