Before I married I had this obsession for watching,looking up women's dresses or watching lover's in the park and going home and wanking,seeing women's stocking tops and knickers drove me wild. As I got older and had girl friends, I still enjoyed watching my hand in there knickers while they wanked me more than sex,this wasn't a problem then as most girls were terrified of getting pregnant,one girl would let me put my prick inside the leg of her knickers and rub off and come, this felt so good,I think made my obsession for underwear worse. She was more adventurous than the others,although rubbing off in her knickers was great, it wasn't as good as watching,one evening we found a quite place, she had her back to the wall, her skirt was around her waist her knickers were down past her stocking tops and I was wanking her,I looked down, and the sight for me was unbelievable,I knew she was coming, and I finished her off,she staid in the same position and wanked me and I watched as I came into her knickers. As time passed we married,by now she knew of my obsession, but had no problem with it,our sex life was quite normal at home,giving her all she wanted she always helped me out with my viewing,. It was easier having a partner with you when we went to public places,in the summer going to the park and watching groping,and if I was lucky enough to see stocking tops and knickers she would wank me off,yet somehow as good as she is I still liked watching on my own, but never told her,winter was more of a problem,she understood my problem and was quite happy to let me watch her sitting opposite me with her skirt up showing her stockings and knickers,while I wanked off. This was great but not the same being the same person,I never told her as she was doing the best she could,how lucky to have such an understanding wife,she went to her parents for a few days,nowhere to go for viewing,a he film had just come out called Emmanuel, had great reviews as a sexy movie,thought it might be ideal for a wank. In my mind it was like watching,I decided to go in the evening,the cinema was quite busy, mostly couple's,I found a seat away from people for my reasons, the film started, the scene on the plane was right up my street, nice dress and stockings and suspenders,my hand went into wanking mode,unfortunately a couple sat close to me, they sat for a while then started kissing,I was his hand to under her dress,she uncrosed her legs,they seemed unaware of my presence, her dress had moved up to her white suspenders,do I watch them or the film well I can always come back,I could see her arm moving, she must be wanking him although I couldn't see much it was such a turn on. I started wanking,he moved forward and her dress moved upwards as he pulled her closer,his hand was in the back of her knickers,he was trying to pull them down but she was having none of it,she sat back and he carried on fingering,I couldn't last any longer and came, time to go,I moved to the row in front and walked past them,what a sitght white knickers moved over and her hand wanking, got home and another wanking session. My wife returned, and on one of our evenings in I told her of my experience, let you know how she felt.