Touched

Top o’ the morning, kids.

It’s very late, and I’ve been up for the last few hours alternately waiting for the batteries in my camera to charge and actually camera whoring lol. Needless to say, I am le tired… but I did want to share the details of the night (and the pictures… no, I haven’t forgotten) with you before I duck under my covers and indulge in some well-deserved and deep slumber.

I was surprised by the wife down the road when she sent me that text about my new panties this afternoon. I had just woken up not long before then from an afternoon nap (yes, I’m a lazy fuck), and I was actually feeling a bit sick. I’m still feeling a bit sick, too LOL. My nose was stuffy, my throat was sore, and my ovaries were intent on letting me know that we weren’t even yet. Not by far lol. The reason I took that nap was more to do with being in pain than with being tired, though I was exhausted. So, because I wasn’t feeling that wonderful, I asked the wife if I could come pick the panties up, thinking that would be it. Quick run down the road, and then back home to the lovely warmth of my bed.

But the wife had other plans lol.

She invited me over for the night, and I couldn’t very well say no. We’d actually meant to go out and see the third installment of the Pirates films tonight, but she also wasn’t feeling well. Dealing with large crowds when we feel bad bodes poorly for having a good time, so staying in was the better option… especially when it meant having my panties lol.

As soon as I got in the door, the wife was handing me my panties and demanding that I let her inspect them thoroughly. Mind you, when I told her of the message on the panties, she was none too pleased with my choice.

“Where in all hell did you find something like that?!”

Clearly, she doesn’t visit this site, or the Easily Aroused site I got them from LOL. I’d love to share both with her, but she’s… hmmm… conservative to the Nth degree. And quite judgmental, at that. I try to keep these things separate from my relationship with her.

Which probably does little to explain why I had them delivered to her house or why she wanted to see them LOL. But take my word for it. She wouldn’t be able to appreciate the debauchery. More for me.

Despite her originally adverse reaction to the panties, she thought they were quite cute when I took them out of the package… which was a bag, instead of a box like I was expecting LOL. That makes me especially glad I didn’t have them sent here… But yeah, it all worked out. At some point while she was inspecting them, she must have remembered that her husband was in the room with us, and she looked at him accusingly and threw him a, “You’re not allowed to see her panties!”

I should mention now that he’s seen plenty of my panties before (they have a tendency to stick out of the top of my pants when I sit down), and he’s also bought me several pairs of panties. And the wife is who asked him to do it.

Hahaha. It never ends lol.

At any rate, I placed my new panties in my purse before I was dragged into a spare bedroom to play… Guitar Hero? LOL It’s the newest obsession of the couple, and the wife wanted to see me play it, so the husband joined in, and we spent all night playing the game.

I’ll tell you now that I sucked rock hard cock at it LOL. I believe my fingers are better suited for other pursuits… but it was fun, and I had a good time.

Never short of questionable experiences with these two, though, I did have to wonder about the myriad instances where the husband’s legs or feet were touching my legs and feet. The wife and I shared a couch most of the time, and the husband decided that we should play with the lights off to avoid a glare. The room was essentially pitch black, save for the glow of the television. The husband had pulled up a computer chair next to the love seat I shared with his wife… and his chair was closest to me. He would scoot up to us when he was playing, and when he was done, he’d scoot back and mess with the computer… and then scoot right back up again. And fix his leg next to mine.

Ummmm… We’ve been through this before LOL. He did this last on his birthday back in December when we played Dirty Minds (how appropriate), making sure to touch me every time I needed a new card and on my way out when the wife wasn’t looking.

I don’t know that it’s unsettling, but after being tossed into the middle of their fight a few weeks ago, I’m a little…unsettled lol. But who knows? Maybe I’m just being ultra-sensitive and it was nothing.

Maybe.

In a way, I hope to never find out definitively lol. I have a feeling that such an instance would probably bode very poorly for all involved… but we’ll see.

They kicked me out around 1:45 am, and I planned to take pictures as soon as I got home so I could end the wait and get some sleep… only to discover that my batteries were dead.

It’s a damned good thing that I don’t like vibrators.

Anyway, I did finally get the pictures taken, and the panties are more than adorable. I was slightly concerned that they’d be too “tall”… if you understand how I mean that. I have a tendency to wear low-rise everything, and I have a true and deep affection for low-rise, teeny tiny panties… but I know the majority of panties aren’t sold in that fashion. Luckily for me, these are… and I love them dearly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The panties are safely residing in a drawer with the rest of my panties for now, since it’s close to bedtime, and no panties are allowed for that LOL. I do wonder what it is about pantie shots that makes them so wicked, though. No one would give a bikini shot a second look… but I have my doubts as to whether or not these pictures will receive the same treatment, even though they’re not terribly different from some bikini shots I have lying around lol. We’ll see, won’t we?

I think that does it for me, kids. I’m off to bed, sans panties, for what I expect will be a very deep, dream-filled sleep.

And if I dream about panties, I hope you know who I’m blaming.

Nighty night, kids.

<3 Goldy <3