Barbalee..........."Holy Roller" . OMG! That's hysterical. Good thing he didn't ask for the British Hot Crossed Buns. I would have had to tell him, "I haven't backed into the oven yet."
gingin........
Another 'moment' of mine from my L.A. single days. Always getting dressed and undressed in a hurry due to my busy work and nights out. When you're in your 20s you can multi task---right?
Had a 'habit' of taking my bra off and hanging it on the inside door knob of the bathroom. Also had the equally bad habit of leaving last nights panties on the bathroom floor.
I usually threw everything in the laundry basket the next morning when I got up.
Running late one morning so I forgot about yesterday's red panties on the floor but put the matching bra back on.
In your 20s you also care what your 'lingerie' looks like. You wear lingerie...like bras and panties that match and that has lace and pretty designs on it. You like colors like red and pink, and blue, etc.
Decided to wear a red blouse that day to work (hence the red bra going back on) and a black skirt to work that the only appropriate under garment with this skirt was a pair of granny panties so I wouldn't have panty lines.
Had come home, and in my usual rush got ready for a date. Did remember to toss red panties in the laundry basket. But.......of course did my usual pre shower routine. Dump granny panties on floor and hung red bra on door knob.
Decided on the black skirt I had worn earlier as it was nice. So on went a new pair of granny panties. Also decided on a much sexier non-work cream shirt. So had to go get a new bra. Since the shirt fit 'close' I chose a plain beige on with no lace, designs, etc.
I was in a rush once again
to meet my date on time. Dashed out of the house forgetting about the granny panties on the floor and red bra on the bathroom door knob. Neither got put in the laundry.
Had been dating this gentleman for quite awhile and the course of our evening led to the ahem....'inevitable' next step in our relationship. We go back to my place. Both a little nervous as we are new to each other in this aspect.
He asked to use the bathroom. I thought nothing of it and said, "Sure." For obvious reasons my mind was preoccupied. Few moments later he comes out chuckling and holding my granny panties in one hand and my pretty, lacy red bra in the other. "I sure hope you're wearing the match to this"...holding up red bra "instead of these"...holding up granny panties.
Worse thing I wasn't. Had on a new set of granny panties and a plain beige bra.
Evening went just fine despite our mutual laughter. Really embarrassing but at least it broke the tension.
Our next encounter included him bringing me a gift. It was a really pretty pale pink bra and panty set. He got the sizes exact.
When I asked how he knew my sizes he confessed to being a typical guy and being curious as to what size bra I wore so he looked at the tag in my red bra. Since he wasn't a fan of granny panties he also checked the size in those too so he could buy me some 'decent' underwear.
I didn't know weather to be flattered or insulted.
AG
