Hi People, pleased to meet you all.

I'm an ex-squaddie who left the army after 17 years, leaving as a Staff Sergeant, in a Warrant Officer's post. I've been all over the place and have a row of medals almost too big for my large chest.

Since leaving, I've set up a window cleaning business, have one employee and earn buckets full of cash - more than my Warrant Officer's pay provided - especially since I lie to the tax man and pay next to nothing in tax and national insurance. For this, I work less than 30 hours a week!

I've always had a thing for used panties and started my panty sniffing 'career' at a young age. I used to sneak into my mothers bedroom when I got home from the cadets (she always went to bingo on cadet evenings), and I'd have about half an hour to find a nice soiled pair of me mums cacks and have a good bash. The highlight of my week!

Anyway, When I first joined the army, we were based in an area that was quiet to say the least. I was living in barracks and surrounded by young testosterone fueled men. At that point I had developed quite a strong fetish for womens underwear but there were none at all on site, so I was getting quite desperate to satisfy my urges.

To cut a long story short, one evening I was alone in the barracks. The rest of the lads had gone out for the evening on the piss but I stayed behind as I was feeling a bit home sick. Well as you can Imagine one thing lead to another and before I knew what I was doing, I ended up going through my buddies dirty underwear. I found myself a nice pair of stained sweaty y fronts, draped them over my face and had the best wank of my life!!

Ever since I've been a big fan of Male and Female dirty Panties, I'm not fussy. Though I would like to point out here that I'm married to the lovely Helen or as I like to affectionately call her, the Spunk Dustbin!!