Sunday, July 5, 2009

Panties, Panties, Panties

Well, I never really thought about having a panty fetish. But, I guess I really do. These days I've found that I have a lot more panties, than pairs of pantyhose. It's just that my wife doesn't object to me wearing panties. She doesn't really say anything about the fact that I have over one hundred pair. I keep buying different colors. I like the high cut panties. I don't wear lacy frilly ones. Just the high cut style. If they wear white you think I was wearing underware made for a guy. But if you saw me wearing hot pink or red or teal, you'd realize that they probably aren't men's ubderware. I actually think they look good on me.





My wife is still trying her best to avoid actually having sex. And she's succeeding. One thing that she has started doing on a semi regular basis is wearing pantyhose for me on the weekends. She's also letting me take pictures of her wearing them. So, because she's been wearing them, I've stopped puhing the issue of me wearing them in front of her, for now. But then again, I haven't stopped letting her see me in pantyhose either.





Usually on the weekends, we stay at home and have a few drinks. It's so much safer to drink at home these days. No risk of a DUI.





Now, I'm one of those people that can easily lose my inhibitions (if I have any) when I drink. My wife on the other hand seems to be able to maintain her inhibitions whether shes's drinking or not. Please don't get me wrong, we get along great. Except for sex, that is.





A typical Friday and Saturday night starts like this. I take a shower and shave my legs. Then, I pick out a tee shirt and a pair of panties and maybe a pair of my slouch socks and that's it. That's what I wear to have a few drinks and watch a DVD or some television with my wife.





Usually, she starts out wearing shorts, but I can usually get her to take them off. So picture that. A married couple hanging out together, both wearing only tee shirts and panties and getting a little (and sometimes alot) drunk together. One of the many ironic things is the fact that I have more colors of panties than she does, a lot more. For example, I have several different shades of pink panties, including hot pink. While she doesn't even own one pair of pink, any shade.



At first she she hated the idea of wearing pantyhose at all. It's not that she'd never worn them. In fact she told me that before we met, she used to wear them to work every day for quite a while. But over the last ten years or so, the only time she's worn them is for a wedding or a funeral, you know, the "dress up" occasion, certainly not something that she'd considered wearing around the house just to give me a cheap thrill.

But she doesn't seem to mind when I ask her these days.

More later.

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