A playful Short for you ~ 200 Word Flash Fiction ~ Yesterday’s Knickers.
She doesn’t know.
I don’t want her to find out about my amour so I always put them back when I’ve finished. Can’t say it’s something I can talk about with friends either. They’d just taunt me. But I do love cunt. The point is I adore the smell of my wife’s pussy so much. One of the reasons I do it.
She leaves for work as I’m getting up. I head for the dirty washing basket and there they’ll be – yesterday’s knickers. First I inhale her musty, slightly sweet perfume. Occasionally they’re still warm. Recently discarded.
Putting them on I admire my reflection in the mirror. At this point my knob usually swells, just a little, knowing the silk material was recently kissing her flesh and is now caressing mine.
Then on with my trousers, the remainder of my clothes and I’m off to work.
Every time I need a piss I use the urinals. It excites me to think someone may see my balls supported by lacy panties.
The best bit is when I’m working, looking out around the courtroom,
“Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict?”
Would they condemn me if they knew?
Header photo used with kind permission – A Guy in Panties.
It is known I love men in panties )