Your panties missing or used, a question for the preyed-upon

My wife had panties missing often,turns out it was a young neighbor we had. He would come over to help out in the yard and when he went in to get a drink,or use the restroom,he would grab a pair
 
My wife had an ongoing thing with a colleague that lasted a couple of years. It took me a while to realize that she was buying new panties on a regular basis…lol. I often wondered if he had a drawer full of panties at home from his many special friends over the years.

She had some very good times with him, no regrets that she spent a few extra bucks on panties.
 
My wife had panties missing often,turns out it was a young neighbor we had. He would come over to help out in the yard and when he went in to get a drink,or use the restroom,he would grab a pair
My flatmate was interested in worn pants only 😊
 
My reactions have ranged from freaked out, to curiosity, to arousal, to disgust. As always it depends on who's taken them (if I know who it is at all).
 
The only time I have ever really had something like this happen was early on in college. I ended up going home with a guy after a night out and we had sex and then I just crashed in his bed. The next morning we woke up and had sex again and when I went to go home I found my shirt and pants but my bra and panties were missing. To be fair the guy did not have the most organized or clean room. I got dressed in the clothes I did have and he promised to return the missing items if he came across them. I went home kind of confused as to where they might have landed or went to but as time went on I was pretty sure he had claimed them at some point during the night or early morning.
 
The only time I have ever really had something like this happen was early on in college. I ended up going home with a guy after a night out and we had sex and then I just crashed in his bed. The next morning we woke up and had sex again and when I went to go home I found my shirt and pants but my bra and panties were missing. To be fair the guy did not have the most organized or clean room. I got dressed in the clothes I did have and he promised to return the missing items if he came across them. I went home kind of confused as to where they might have landed or went to but as time went on I was pretty sure he had claimed them at some point during the night or early morning.
Fair assumption. Sorry for your ($) loss.
 
Whenever my partner goes away on a business trip, I always find a couple of mine missing. He always acts like a thief stealing them haha, I don't mind it, I find that cute.
If I were to hazard a guess, I think that more women would approve (tolerate) than disapprove. Finding it sexy (or cute) perhaps not, but in my experience, girls found it hot.
 
If I were to hazard a guess, I think that more women would approve (tolerate) than disapprove. Finding it sexy (or cute) perhaps not, but in my experience, girls found it hot.

Only, if it's the person we'd like to. Otherwise it would be very annoying haha
 
I love knowing my panties have been enjoyed or used by visitors and guests etc. ❤️
You are a minded person, and understand very well the human sexual feeling. I, am as a man, very happy if I know a women enjoy of my boxer, what it is wrong,if it causes enjoying someone else!!!
 
Before I started drying my clothes in the sun, I’d take them to a local laundromat. Every time, 1 pair of panties would be missing from my load, but they were always the dingy, falling apart pair that had braved so many hiking journeys and trips to the gym. If it had been a nice pair, I’d have been furious about the expense. But since they were 3 washes away from going in the trash, I’d feel a complex cocktail of disturbed, amused, and flattered. But that is only if the thief didn’t have the gonads to approach me. Unfortunately, people were quite bold in that neighborhood, so once I was able to put a face to the culprit, all of those feelings would morph into pure horror.

Nowadays, I dry my clothes on my balcony. I’m on the 3rd floor, so there’s no chance of anyone stealing them. But I do think it’s hot to know there are dozens of people longingly staring at my colorful collection of panties twirling in the wind. My property manager even admitted to peeping over at my balcony one day as he was prepping the apartment next to me for a tenant. He claimed he was nervous about the plant pots being too close to the drain, but the way he kept apologizing for looking over here in the first place clued me into the fact he was certainly searching for my intimates.
 
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