A Birthday to Remember

I was sitting in my apartment one evening when I saw a commercial on TV about silk stockings. It reminded me of a time when I was young man full of curiosity. It brought to mind my mom's best friend and our next door neighbor Grace. I remember how beautiful she was then, and still is to this day.

She was always the fashion plate as my mom used to call her, dressing to the nines she would say. I sometimes thought she was a little jealous of her. She was so damn gorgeous, and always looked great, even when she was just lolling around the house. It was obvious that Grace liked the finer things in life, and even though she wasn't rich, you'd never know it.

She liked nice clothes, and I distinctly remember she liked silk most of all. I know she did because I caught her one day unexpectedly dressing in her room. Like always I was over there, because my folks were either fighting or finding fault with me. She told me once that if I needed to get away from all that, to just come over and make myself at home.

There was a time as well, when Grace was going through a nasty divorce so the two of us kind of consoled the other. I was a senior in high school then, and I would go over and listen to her, and she would listen to me. We sort of helped one another vent our frustrations. I think that's why we bonded like we did.

I went over one afternoon after I got home from school, hoping to find her home. I went inside like always, hoping to see how she was doing and talk. I didn't see her at first so I started looking for her. I thought I heard something so I went do the hall toward the bedroom.

I remember tapping on her bedroom door, and then walking in not waiting for her to tell me to come in. I just assumed it was alright. When I entered her room, she was wearing a silk bra and panties, as well as a garter belt.

What really got my cock hard, was seeing her with her leg up on the chair, her hands slowly making their way up her leg as she smoothed out her silk stocking. She looked over at me, and I thought I was in heaven seeing her beautiful body, and at the same time I thought she was going to freak out at me. Instead she looked at me and smiled, saying softly,

"Are you going to come in or not, or just stand there gawking at me? Whatever you decide please close the door Peter."

Her voice was soft, like the silk on her legs. I started to stammer and stutter trying to talk, and at the same time I was worried she would see my hard on. She just smiled and looked at me asking me what I needed. Seeing her like that I had forgotten why I had gone over there in the first place.

All I could see was Grace with her dark auburn hair, and her long sexy legs, and great looking tits. She finished smoothing out her silk stockings, and then clipped her garter belt to them. She then put on a silk robe and walked over to me saying,

"Do you remember what you wanted Dear?"

"No sorry, it's just that you look so beautiful, I just forgot all together why I came over here for."

"Well you better go then, before you mother gets made at the us both. She's not as calm as I am, and if she sees us we'll both catch hell."

Then she hugged me, the coolness of the silk against my face felt amazing. I could feel my cock throbbing as she held me close to her. I think she knew how I loved the feel of the silk against my face, and was allowing me to enjoy it if only for a several seconds. After that day I had an unmistakable passion for silk.

It soon turned into a fetish when I started masturbating thinking only of her and the feel of the silk against my face. As time went on it only got stronger, and by the time I had graduated high school it was a full blown fetish. One day when I went over at her house, and found her busy down in the basement I went into her bedroom.

I started looking through her dresser drawer for something made of silk. As I searched through her panties I pulled a pair out and held them to my nose hoping I could smell her aroma. Even though all I could feel was the silk against my face my cock was soon as hard as stone.

That's when she walked into the room and caught me. Just like the time when she had caught me staring at her when she was getting dressed she didn't yell at me. She just stood there looking at me with a sly grin on her beautiful face. Finally she asked me,

"So what are you doing with those Peter?"

I tossed them back into her dresser drawer and looked at her hoping she wouldn't ban me from coming over to visit. I finally found the words and said,

"Um, I just wanted to feel the silk panties against my cheek. I sorta have this thing for silk, and I can't control how it turns me on just thinking about it. I'm sorry, I know it's probably perverted or something, I'll go and leave your things alone I promise."

"It's alright Peter. You have what's called a silk fetish, and I suppose it's my fault. I think when you walked in on me, and caught me in my bra and panties, that was most likely the beginning of your passion for silk. I remember looking down and seeing how hard your cock was, making that huge bulge in your jeans. I think what really got you going though was when I hugged you, don't you agree?'

"Ya most likely, but I loved the feeling of it against my face."

"So getting back to now, are you looking for something in particular? More importantly what were you planning on using them for?"

"I...I don't know really."

"Oh I think you do Peter, and if you tell me I'll let you have them, or another pair that you might like better, but you have to tell me first."

"Alright, you probably have a pretty good idea anyway. I was going to see how they felt against my cock."

"Ah I see, so you're saying you are going to masturbate with them draped over your cock right?"

"Ya, I was thinking about doing that tonight when everyone was asleep."

"I see...why don't you show me your cock now, it looks so uncomfortable stuffed in those tight jeans...if that's alright with you?"

I couldn't believe my ears as I unzipped my jeans and pulled my raging hard on free. The look on her face told me she liked what she saw. She them told me,

"You have a very nice cock Peter, you're even larger than my ex husband. Here take this pair and lets see how it feel when I drape it over your cock."

"I watched in disbelief when Grace took a pair of black silk panties, and draped them over my cock, gently squeezing my cock with them. She looked up at me asking,

"Does that feel good on your cock Peter, or would you like me to try another pair. How about these red ones?"

She then did the same thing with the red pair, draping them over my cock. She looked at me asking,

"So which do you like better Peter...the black pair, or the red?"

"Either one feels great, although if I had to chose, I'd chose the black."

"Good, now let me get those again."

Grace pulled them from the drawer and draped them over my cock. She squeezed my cock and started jacking me off as she stood there smiling at me. As she worked the panties back and forth she smiled,

"How does that feel Peter?"

"Fucking amazing, if you keep doing that I'm gonna cum."

"Well, isn't that why we're doing this to begin with, after all you want to know what it's going to feel like when you do it yourself. Now just relax and enjoy the sensation of the silk moving across your cock."

"Ya, but if you keep doing that I might cum in the panties and ruin them."

"Why don't you let me worry about that. Besides, when you masturbate you cum don't you?"

"Yes of course, that's what it's all about."

"Well then Peter the only difference now is I'm helping you along the way. You can cum whenever you're ready."

Grace continued stroking my cock with the silk panties, driving me crazy with lust as it rubbed against my skin. I was getting hot as she moved her hand faster and faster, the silk feeling so good against my rigid cock. Before long I felt my balls tighten, and then my cock began to spasm as I began filling the black silk panties with my hot load of cum. When I finished Grace set them aside asking me,

"So how what that Peter?'

"Are you kidding...that was really intense...thank you so much Grace,"

"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now take which ever pair of panties you like, and I'll keep this soiled pair. Now I have some things to do, I'll talk to you soon."

I couldn't believe what just happened as I took a pair from her drawer and went home. For the next several weeks I had fun jacking off every night into her silk panties. I got so strange looks as I went in and bought various colors, of silk panties in the department stores. If anyone asked I told them they were for my girlfriend for her birthday.

All my fun came to an end when Grace moved away, and went back to where she had come from. She said she had family to care for, but she would always remember me, and told me to contact her anytime I wanted. I wasn't quite sure why, but that was the worst day of my life when she left.

I kept in touch with her through the rest of my high school, and then through college. After graduation from college I got a good job with a tech company. I kept in touch with Grace after she sent me a birthday card with her new phone number and address. It brought a smile to my face as I read it.

Afterward I put it in a safe place so I would have her information available. After a year or two on the job I was up for a promotion. The good part was, it would be for a lot more money than I was currently making. As I was sitting there reminiscing about Grace I got a call from my boss. He told me he wanted to see me in the morning in his office.

He told me not to worry, he wanted to talk to me about an opportunity coming up. The next morning I was in his office to see what he wanted. He wasted not time telling me that there was a position opening up, that would mean a lot more money for me, and it would be a promotion as well. Unfortunately it was in a different state and I'd have to move.

I asked him where, and when he told me I couldn't have been more happy. It was in the same state and city where Grace lived. I told him that it sounded like a great opportunity, and I'd be a fool not to accept the offer. He smiled and shook my hand telling me I wouldn't regret my decision.

I had to be there my then end of the month, giving me only a couple of weeks. I told him I'd make it happen. That night when I got home, I found that card she had sent me and called Grace telling her of my move. She seemed extremely happy to hear from me and the news of my promotions and my move. She then asked me,

"So where are you going to stay Peter?"

"I have no idea right now, any suggestions you have would help."

"I have one if you're interested. You can come stay with me until you find a place of your own. How does that sound?"

"Perfect, I was hoping you'd say that, I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Thanks again Grace."

"I look forward to seeing you Peter. Call me when you leave so I can pick you up at the airport."

"Oh I'm going to drive up, that way I can see the country while I drive. I'll let you know when I arrive...see you soon."

I wasted no time making arrangements with my apartment manager as well as getting all the little things done that would be necessary in making my move. I called Grace telling her I was going to throw all my stuff into a U-haul and drive to her place. It wouldn't take that long, and I could take my time.

I sold my car to a buddy, and before I knew it I was packed and ready to go. It took a couple of days, but I got there with time to spare. When I saw Grace, she looked as good as she did back when I was I was in junior high and high school. She looked like she hadn't aged a day. She was in her mid 40's now, but she looked like she as in her mid 30's.

She still had a beautiful face, and a great body, and most of all she looked like she was happy to have me there. I unloaded the U-haul and got everything inside the house. I moved my clothes up into the bedroom, and before long I was unpacked. I purposely took as little as possible, mainly my clothes and a few essential but that was it.

I liked traveling light, anything else I needed I could buy later. Once I was done, I took the U-haul to the nearest U-haul center and turned it in, while Grace waited for me in the car. On the way back to her house, I realized how tired I was. We talked a little on the way back, about general stuff, nothing important.

Once we were home, she went in and got me a beer and then we started catching up. We talked for quite a while, as I told her about my job and what it entailed. Then I tried explaining about my promotion, and how I jumped at the opportunity to come here. I told her about my dad's passing, and how my mother had gone to live with relatives.

I explained how she had sold the house out from under me without even consulting with me, to see if I wanted to make an offer. Once I had finished telling her about myself I asked how she was doing. She said she was doing fine, and that she had gone back to work full time, and was working in the women's fashion industry.

I told her that was the perfect job for her. I asked if she had a man in her life, and she just laughed telling me she was in no hurry. We talked for a while longer, as I sat there wondering if she was still wearing the silk that I had come to love so much. It was as if she were reading my mind when she asked,

"So Peter, are you still enjoying your silk fetish? I know how much you loved my panties. Do you still have them?"

"Unfortunately no, I'm afraid I wore those out a long time ago, and yes I still have my passion for silk. I don't get to enjoy it as much since my world has revolved around work and so on. Now with starting this new part of my life, I'm going to be pretty busy for a while, getting acclimated to the new environment, and new people to get to know. Hopefully it won't take to long, and then maybe I'll have some time to get back into it."

"Well, the job comes first as always. I'm sure you'll get things down soon."

"So Grace, how about you. I imagine you must be in heaven working in the women's fashion industry."

"Yes, my supply of silk is in good supply I assure you. Now let me go get dinner started and you can get settled in and relax a little. By the way, I almost forgot...do you have a woman in your life yet?"

"No, I thought I had someone, but when I started to share my love of silk with her, she thought I was some sort of pervert. Needless to say, I am not going to share that with anyone until I'm damn sure she's into the same things I am. Just because a woman likes me, doesn't mean she'll be into or accepting of my little idiosyncrasies so to speak. I learned that one the hard way."

"Oh yes, you do have to get to know someone really well before you share something like that. Still, I'm sure you will find someone who shares your passion."

"Well I already have someone in you don't I?"

Grace looked me at and smiled,

"Yes...yes you do Peter. I was referring to someone closer to your age though, but I think that will come in time. Now let me go get dinner started."

Over the next couple of weeks, I spent most of my time at work, getting acclimated to the office, the people, and most of all what was expected of me. It was all going much better than I had expected, so much so that I was able to cut back on the overtime.

By week three I was working normal hours, and even getting off early now and then. Now it was Grace working all the hours, but she was soon back to normal hours as well once vacations were over at her place of work. It was Friday morning and Grace came to me while I was getting ready to go into work. She handed me a card and said,

"Happy Birthday Peter."

"Oh wow it is my birthday isn't it?"

I had been so busy working that I had totally forgotten about it. She told me it was just a silly card, but that she had plans to take me out to her favorite restaurant for dinner. I thanked her and gave her a hug.

She hugged me back, then kissed me softly on the lips. It lasted for a few seconds when she pulled me a little closer and started giving me a deep soulful kiss. We were soon kissing and caressing one another before she finally broke our kiss telling me,

"Get to work before you're late...I don't want you to get in trouble...I'll see you tonight."

I kissed her again and then left for work, aroused and horny as hell. Fortunately it was Friday so it was a short day. I got home around noon, but Grace wasn't home yet. She arrived later around 3, and told me we had a reservation for dinner at 7pm.

She then told me to follow her, she had something for me. I followed her into her bedroom where she placed a couple of packages beautifully wrapped on her bed. She smiled at me saying,

"Go ahead and open them, I want to see what you think of them."

She handed me the largest one first. I opened it and found a black silk shirt. I held it up, telling her it was beautiful. She seemed almost giddy as she told me to put it on. I took off my shirt and t-shit and slipped it on.

It felt so cool and soft against my skin as I buttoned it up. Then as she handed me a second package she told me to open it as well. She watched as I opened the package finding a pair of black silk bikini panties. I held them up telling her,

"These are beautiful as well. Did you get me these to replace the ones that I took from you?"

"Not exactly, now open the next one please."

I quickly opened the package and pulled out a black silk garter belt, along with a pair of silk nylons also very dark. I had to smile as I said,

"These are beautiful Grace I love them, but I don't quite understand who or what they are for."

"They are for you. Yes that's right...knowing your love of silk what better than to wear it...feel it against your body. Imagine the feeling of the silk panties over your cock, along with the silk nylons and garter belt on your skin. Now if you like them, I'd like to see you put them on and wear them out to dinner tonight. Are you man enough to give it a try?"

I thought for a minute, and them smiled at Grace giving her a big hug saying,

"Yes, I'd love nothing more than to wear them for you."

"Good then put them on...I want to see them on you."

I took of my trousers followed by my underwear, that's when Grace got a little surprise. She looked at me and then a smile came over her face. She looked at me saying,

"When did you do that...shave the hair from your balls and trimmed the rest of your hair."

"Well it started when I heard about men that were doing it, and their ladies that liked it. They claim they liked their men "man scapped" as they call it, because they think it looks better, not to mention there's not all that hair in the way when they pleasure their men orally. I didn't have anyone to do it for me, but after researching it I found out how to do it. I was hoping to meet a woman that was into it, but so far no luck. Still it looks like it's going to work out perfectly with the silk undergarments."

"Yes Peter...put everything on for me, I want to watch. You'll notice the panties are crotch-less to allow you more freedom."

With a little assist from Grace as to what to put on first I was dressed in my new silk, and looking pretty damn good as Grace put. She asked me,

"How does it feel?"

"It feels absolutely amazing, I can't wait to go out to dinner with you wearing this underneath my trousers."

"Yes, now get out of here so I can get dressed. don't put your trousers on until we go, and no masturbating when I'm not looking."

It was a temptation not to jack off wearing all this silk, but I did as Grace asked. When she came out she looked beautiful in her white silk blouse and short black skirt. She pulled up her skirt exposing herself showing me her garter belt, and her silk nylons and she was wearing crotch-less panties as well.