What was happening? Chap. 1

I had brought my secret lingerie fetish into my marriage. It was something that I remember having even as a youngster. I enjoyed looking at and feeling all the sexy, silky stuff in my mom's underwear drawer. I never tried wearing any, as I knew it was way too big, but still loved the way it felt. After I became a teen I became a cleptomaniac and would shoplift sexy panties from stores. I was still living at home and enjoyed wearing my stuff in secret. Many years went by, including moving away from home, serving in the armed service and some college. I had put my fetish on the back burner for all these years.
After we were married we enjoyed great sex as young couples do. I had had quite a number more sexual encounters than my wife, so although no expert, was somewhat more experienced than her. I introduced a number of new things to her and she was always willing to try new things. In fact she became the one that started pushing the envelope so to speak. Of course it was all fine with me. For many years my secret fetish lay dormant since we had been so sexually active. After a number of years and as thing started to wane, my fetish was awakened in me. I began by searching thru her underwear drawer and fondling her lingerie. I even started wearing some of her stuff when I was alone. Boy what a rush, I loved it and was ready to take it even further. We ended up with a slightly different work schedule so I had a number of free hours in the afternoon, which I would dedicate to finding something new of hers and putting it on and wearing it around the house. The whole time taking lots of pictures of me in her stuff with my digital camera.
I began to tire of her stuff so I started ordering my own panties online. I was especially drawn to the sexy lacey, frilly kind. Even better if somewhat if not totally sheer. Thinking back, I remember the rush I used to have wearing my new panties. I would wear them all day under my regular pants, changing them before I came to bed at night.
Well the inevitable finally happened. My wife found a pair of the panties I had taken off the night before. I hadn't quite hidden them well enough. Of course her first reaction was horror, especially thinking they were from another woman. As embarrassed as I was about it I explained that they were mine. She wasn't buying it. I kept trying to plead my case without getting thru to her. I finally decided to let the cat totally out of the bag and got out the rest of the panties I had stashed and showed them to her. A light went off in her head and she realized that I was telling the truth. She became enchanted with the idea and wanted to see me in a pair. I was a little embarrassed at the idea at first, and reluctant to wear them in front of her. She was insistent so I began undressing to put some on. As I was sliding them on I could feel the rush coming over me and could feel my cock reacting to the whole experience. She stood back to admire what she was seeing, and made me walk around in them like a model, which I did. I couldn't believe how turned on she got over it, and we went to bed and had sex. She made me put them back on when we were done. From then on she made me wear panties all the time.
What was happening????? To be continued in chap. 2.