Like many of us, I started by wearing my mothers or sisters panties as a young teenager and eventually added bras and slips when the opportunities were there. In college, I managed to acquire some panties and pantyhose but that was about it until I was out on my own in my own apartment. After a few years, I had a lingering collection that could fill a duffel bag. That disappeared after I found my conservative wife. Since then, I have built up small collections of underwear and clothing only to purge them from time to time as we have had to move a few times. Now, being retired, my collection is significantly reduced as well as my time alone to enjoy myself. But it is still all good.
