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! )