Today, after 25 years of marriage I fucked my wife while wearing her own panties. Panty wearing hasn't been a thing for me really, I suggested a pants swap on a couple of occasions in the past but her response was very unenthusiastic to the point of implying that it made me look feminine and was a real, disappointing turn off for her. Last night I picked up the burgundy pants she had been wearing, sniffed her heavenly scent and put them on, waiting for her to notice. These aren't her sexy slinky silky 'come get me big boy' pants, these are just every day pants with a band of lace across the front. I have to admit, they did feel nice, holding me in a different way. I guess that you know exactly what I mean. It wasn't about feeling girly or exploring my bi or feminine side, it was only about feeling close to her and being masculine enough to be able to do it without offending my sexyality...and that is what I was going to tell her when she noticed. I quickly slipped into bed before she noticed them and applied my charms, but to no avail - she simply wasn't having it then. So I quite enjoyed sleeping in them, waiting for the next morning. The next morning I woke before her feeling particularly horny, and felt myself through the material until spots of pre-cum darkened it. Unfortunately she wasn't feeling well when she woke up so thwarted again, I made coffee, still wearing her pants, and she even came to help and speed things along and she still didn't notice. ...sigh..... Admitting defeat but ever hopeful for better luck in the afternoon, I did a full day's gardening wearing her pants under my jeans, enjoying the thought and feel of it, and having a few strokes when circumstances allowed. Finally it was time to finish and shower and sadly remove them but what should I see while toweling off, but a stack of the clothes she had been wearing today with black lacy pants at the top.. which I put on under my pyjamas. Finally, after offering to touch only her clitorus with only my tongue, and now feeling better, did she consent to sex and take me upstairs. After making good on my offer and making her orgasm against my face and lips, her pussy was slick with our combined juices, and then she said it at last! 'I want you to fuck me'. Not wasting any time I dropped my pyjama bottoms to the floor, pushed her pants to one side releasing my cock and balls, and that is when she noticed at last. Her response wasn't what I had hoped for, but it also wasn't what I expected. She laughed! It wasn't a cruel laugh at my expense, it was genuine amusement at what I had done as it was obvious that it was premeditated. At first she wanted me to take them off immediately but I didn't. My cock could cut diamonds by this point so I stroked it against her pussy, lightly. Then again. And again but harder. The more I did it, increasing stroke and intensity slowly, the less she objected until finally, after rhythmically humping on top of her, I could release days of pent up spunk inside while enjoying the idea and feel of cumming inside her pussy while wearing her own pants.