If you were to peek in our windows on any given weekend you might find me doing laundry. If you catch me at the right time, you might find me being a dirty perv old man and sniffing my wife's panties. Yes it's true. Don't hate on me. And I know I'm not the only guy out there that does this. I am just crazy enough to admit it. Hey, at least I'm doing the laundry!!!
Well never in a million years would I ever imagine that my non perv, non dirty wife would be smelling my boxer breefers. (again that is what C2 calls em')
But she was and she did, so now I know.
This is the pair she was smelling.
We were all in our bedroom watching Survivor last night and T was folding some laundry and then these words are said
T - Your underwear still smells like talc.
Me - Are you smelling my underwear?
T - NO!...I can smell the talc, they still smell
Me - You are smelling my underwear
T - No I'm not!
Me - Uhhh, yeah you are
T - Yeah, ok. Whatever
So I take my underwear and before I put them up, I smell them. Shit, now I am smelling my own underwear, what the hell am I doing? T has got me smelling my own underwear to see if they smell like talc.
Now I cant be the only male that talc's everyday. I have to have fresh boys. Dry boys. Us guys sweat down there. They are all crowded in there and everything. So talc'ing makes them feel good.
For years I thought I was the only one in the house that smelled my spouse's panties. Now, as I found out last night that T and I have another thing in common. Sniffing each others undergarments.
I love you babe and I think its hot that you want to smell my boxer breefers.
I only have one request.....Can you try smelling them while I am still wearing them???