Friday Confession

My Friday Confession starts here. I have been wearing B's undies to bed! Let me elaborate. I own probably two pairs of granny panties to him, underwear to me. The rest of my drawer is filled with thongs. In which I never wear to bed. I can't..for some reason I can take them throughout the day but when I hit the sack they have to come off. I cannot just throw a pair of boxer shorts or pajama pants on without underwear. So when I don't find a pair of my own I dig in his drawer and put on the most comfortable briefs I'd ever worn! I'll walk out of the bedroom to grab a water or check on the girls before I fall asleep and he'll be watching a show and say,"come on, can't you wear something more attractive." Ha! Like I'm going to walk out in lingerie. It's funny because he never acts like he cares what I'm wearing and of course I want to be comfortable. They just happen to be the briefs that he never wears and they were brand new so I might as well get some use out of them. He's the most pickiest person I know. His drawer is full of underwear that he doesn't wear because he has a certain set of eight he likes the best. I've tried to rid of the rest but if I dare get rid of any of his clothing he freaks. He still owns clothes from back when I first started dating him. These are the only ones that would fit me. I roll the top down so, I'm at least making them a little bit cute;)