Regarding Bras And Panties

The other day I was rummaging on a pile of stripper clothes my CF left on the bed. I couldn't believe how much bras and panties were on that pile because it took some time for me to rummage through it. I took one bra up and held above my head, now looking up I was sizing up the cups and I had this good feeling deep within me, I said "Wow, this bra is wonderful." I slowly lowered the bra and somehow tried to fit it on my chest, but the bra was small and I was able to place the two cups on my chest. "Whoa dude, the cups feel soooo soft!"

So I tossed the bra farther out and my scanned scanned the pile. I saw a black piece portruding out of the pile, with two fingers I slowly pulled the black item out and lo and behold--It was a PANTY!!!

My right hand was holding a panty, at arms length, it was like "I've never seen this kind before."

It was a panty alright, made of small netting with black lace at the edges. I took the panty closer to my face and let it slowly pass my left cheek to the right cheek. As it was touching my cheeks, memories started firing up inside my head, days past of time I was caressing her sexy back, moving slowly to her hips gently pulling down her panty. Oh man, I had to go back to where I was standing.

The fragrant scent of fresh panty, it just drove me past to the point. I just had to put the panty back into the pile.

And then I realized now that I am inclined to panties more than bras.