If they had, I would have been surprised at first but would find it a turn-on. It is a little trashy and I think that’s really hot!
After all, I do love the smell that my partners leave in their clothes … usually I prefer sweaters but I can imagine that panties have the same appeal.
Children are nice souveniers too. I`ve got four myself.
When Kalhoun used the phrase painting the ceiling my first thought was that it was used as a euphemism for masturbating.
Then I realised that he was probably really painting, with real paint and all. At least I hope.
Yup! He was really painting. A roller in one hand, a beer in the other, and my panties on his head. At first I thought it was authentic protective gear (what do I know from painting?) until I recognized the floral pattern.:smack:
I’ve never heard the euphemism, “painting the ceiling”, but it’s funnier than hell
Actually, your input is just as appreciated as anyone else’s. I’m expecting a diverse range of responses. Assuming I get responses.
Oops! Sorry, mom.
But, I did call you “one of the very hot ladies”. That should count for something.
Phew! Thank you. I was starting to feel like a pervert. Where isBetenoir, anyway?
Bahahaha!
The part about the painter being a “…good friend, but not THAT good. He was my husband’s best man…” So many potential jokes about Best Men and brides’ panties, how close a friend do I have to be to… You get the drift, I’m sure.
Um…doesn’t that get expensive? And, I think you’re only supposed to give one pair per lover. Are you sure he’s not wearing them when you’re not around?
Well, I like your attitude. So, would you offer?
I find that a little surprising, given the little I know about you. But, how would you react if someone did? You may have to imagine you’re single, at the time. It would just be weird if your husband asked.
Davebear said, "how close a friend do I have to be to… "
Anyone who can paint a ceiling and drink beer at the same time can wear my panties on his head.
Which, strangely, reminds me of another friend who didn’t want to drive all the way to my house to bring us beer ‘n’ stuff. So my roommates and I told him we’d give him a lingerie show if he did. He was there in about 20 minutes and we gave him the lingerie show. Only we wore the lingerie outside our clothes. Bwahahaha!
Well, you have to have assorted styles and colors and of course when I buy a new outfit to go out with my bf, then I have to buy a COMPLETELY new outfit…you know they just add up.
My mother used to tell me that a lady’s bra and panties should match and she instilled some sort of paranoia in me that I would die in a car wreck and they wouldn’t match and that would end up on my tombstone “She died without matching under garments - what a shame” …it’s a compulsion.
Well, I don’t hand them out, about as close as I get is when I leave a relationship part of my healing process is buying new undies. Not that I wear anything fantastic, but I like color.
If someone asked me? Wow, it would really depend on the guy. But if he was in a position to have them in his hands in the first place, and I was drunk or something, maybe. But I don’t really wear show panties, I wear things that please me, ie colorful cotton that will cover my entire ass.
I have given away panties as souveniers twice. In both cases, there was no discussion involved, I left them under the pillow as a reminder after I’m gone.
As I recall from the ensuing phone conversations later, the gift did the trick quite nicely.
I know it’s weird and it costs me a lot of money to fund this compulsion but my guy usually kind of lieks the variety. And I couldn’t imagine myself in either granny panties or cottony things that cover my ass. Yikes…Haven’t worn anything like that since I was in about 8th grade.