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Last night, I went to a friend's house for dinner. His wife is very attractive and I fancy her like crazy. When I went to the bathroom, hanging on the clothes dryer were about six pairs of her lovely little knickers; they were stretch lace in blue, black, and pink. As soon as I saw them and thought of her in them, I was excited. I just had to slip a pair on and see how they felt. I looked at myself in the mirror and was pleased. I took the pink pair and have them on today. I will treasure them forever. They must have thought I was in their bathroom for ages and just hope they don't put two and two together, although I'm sure she will miss her panties. -Gary, 32