White lace ones are my favourite today
Ratty Panties
When my wife Kathy (Katt) and I were first seeing each other and learning about each other, one night on the phone Katt asked me a question about my preferences for women’s underwear, like what I might get turned on by seeing on a woman’s body.
I replied, “Your rattiest most worn-out functional panties.”
“Really! Really?”
“Oh yes! I mean, sure, those sexy lacy ones look great on the Victoria Secret models, but I want your underwear which you wear all the time, your go-to’s, hugged against you all day long. THOSE I wanna see!”
For Kathy, it was a revelation!
“So, you wanna see me in my ‘ratty panties’, eh . . . ?”
“Yeah. . . !”
(Here’s a photo of one pair of Kathy’s ‘Ratty Panties’, all with the waistband coming apart from being pulled on so many times during their useful life, hugged against Kathy’s Special Place all day. They were a greyish colour when they were new, now they’re all faded and worn out of shape. Mmmmm baby! )
Follow up:
The first time I visited Kathy at her place, we were in her bedroom (standing, not in bed), and Kathy left her bedroom for a minute. She already knew about my penchant for her panties, so . . .
To be notorious, immediately I went to her dirty laundry hamper and dug out two pairs of her undies. I kept one pair in my hand and put the other ones over my face, crotch over my nose and mouth, breathing in Kathy’s Scent! I stayed that way until she returned.
She was mortified when she saw me WEARING her underwear on my face! “Oh my god, Robert!”
We laughed! Kathy said she was embarrassed cuz of course she was worried if I chose a pair she might deem as ‘not okay’, but also it was sexy, her seeing me delighted by her Personals, that way!
I’m still a panty perv for my Kathy!