Brian watched patiently as his roommate got ready to walk out the door, heading off to work once more. It was the middle of the week and Diane had worked 10 hours overtime already and she was in no mood to go back. Her heels clanked on the floor as she hurried out the door and off to grind.

He wasn’t glad that she was so stressed about work, but he was glad she wasn’t spending so much time with him. Their relationship was pure friendship and neither of them had ever thought of making it more than that, which is why Brian never sought to make her something that was more than a friend. Truth be told, the only reason he asked her to be his roommate was because of his addiction to female clothing.

Ever since his teens, Brian had had a horrible addiction to wearing female clothes while he masturbated. The soft silks and satins of bras and panties against his skin made his cock grow long and hard every time he put them on. He just loved wearing the lingerie and he knew that Diane had the clothes that he wanted—even needed—to wear while he jacked off.

As soon as Diane left the apartment, Brian turned the television off and went to her room. The feel of her red satin bra around his chest made his cock twitch, stretching the fabric of her black laced thong.