The Silk Trap Is Set

 Rule 18 is in effect

From those first moments of discovering the amazing sensations of the silk nightie in my sister's bedroom, it would seem that for some time, those early deep seated experiences went underground for a few years while my atypical normal early life took over. It wasn't until I was about (27) years old when my older brother brought home his new girlfriend who would one day become my sister in law.

 She was tall, statuesque and beautiful, and she took an immediate shine to me, the younger brother. Anna would show me plenty of harmless attention but suddenly the seeds that were planted a few short years earlier began their next growth spurt.  I found myself incredibly drawn to this new woman who was incredibly sexy as a nubile 21 yr old co-ed, and one weekend she stayed over at our house. Opportunity suddenly presented itself in the most innocent of ways when I was asked to retrieve extra TV trays from the guest room for dinner that eve. While in the guest room, I couldn't help but notice Anna had her things among the room out of her suitcase and when I went for the last TV tray to bring out, I saw them....

 

A beautiful pair of Anna's pastel pink lace panties on the floor beside the foot of the bed. I stood there seemingly for what felt like an eternity, gazing at them just lying there. I was frozen in time, mesmerized by the lace fabric and suddenly all those feelings from the pantyhose and the nightie came flooding back to my early developing mind. Suddenly flushed and aware that I may have been seen, I spun around to find no one. Everyone was in the dining room and living room enjoying each other's company. I was all alone with this hypnotic pair of panties calling to me like my own Holy Grail. 

Drawn in I reached down, hand trembling, heart pounding through my chest to touch them. Like a bolt of electricity the sensation went through me and I grabbed them and held them in my hands. The silken trap had been sprung and I was firmly in it's grasps now.  Suddenly a call for me to come to dinner rocked me from my trance and I dropped them and almost ran to join the others. All that evening and late into the night, all I could think about was how soft they were and how good it felt to hold them. 

Anna would talk to me that eve as she always would and I swear I was red faced with guilt the whole time as if she knew, but how could she? Anna was just the gateway to the silk trap I was encased in now, and her life and mine would soon intertwine in ways she never could have imagined even to this day...