The Art of the Teddy
My first love has always been pantyhose since I was a kid. Yet as I grew up through my weird pubescent years I grew a fondness for lingerie way back when there were paper catalogs that had lingerie sections which I collected, my comic books of sorts I guess. I would fantasize and obsess while gawking through those pages, not at the typical ladies in bras and panties, but the more sultry garments. You know, anything with garters or all lace or “push-up” but what really caught my eye were the teddies. I fell in love with how they were basically a bathing suit but far sexier.
Then there was that time when I was still in high school, I had just got my drivers license and started working in a shitty fast food job earning minimum wage but my own fun money basically. So what did I do with that first paycheck? I drove right down to the mall, gave into my urge to try lingerie that wasn’t stolen, and bought a sexy camisole set. Wearing it later that night, with pantyhose of course, was at the time probably the most erotic and sensual experience I ever had.
Of course, being able to shop and afford things myself, my lingerie purchases didn’t stop there. With my fascination with teddies, I remember ordering a hot pink lace teddy with underwiring and a very high leg cut from a Sears catalog. Then I excitedly picked it up a few days later, rushed home and slipped it on, again, over my pantyhose. It was another sexy, sensual moment in the books but this teddy was something that truly felt amazing having on. I wouldn’t say it was a very feminine feeling but more like a sexual excitement and of course shortly after came the gratification (pun intended).
