Now I know...

So I was reading one of the Blogs I stalk And it was mentioned, as a side note really, she mentioned “your good undies”. Now I under stand, well not really… what the hell are “your good undies”? As a guy, now married and very far from the single scene I asked my wife…

Me: Honey? What are good undies?
Mrs. Me: What are you talking about?
Me: I was reading this blog and good undies were mentioned.
Mrs. Me: What the hell are you reading at work?
Me: My stories…
Mrs. Me: Your what?
Me: the blogs I follow…
Mrs. Me: Now what were you asking?
Me: The phrase “ruin your good undies”… what are good undies?
Mrs. Me: Oh, those would be the undies you wear on a date when you are going to have sex…
Me: Oh, so you don’t have any then?
Mrs. Me: WHAT?
Me: I mean you don’t go on dates so you wouldn’t need any…
Mrs. Me: … I do have silk thongs and such; they are pretty much anything other than granny panties, not that you notice…
Me: Oh… ok…



You rookies out there catch my mistake? Been married 10 years and can still get in the dog house with out trying…

Now I under stand, but I still think it is rather silly… good panties, granny panties, period panties… all these different types of “undies” Hell I remember back when I was 20 underwear had two good sides… the only underwear that was different was my lucky drawers… that’s right, I had them till the waist band would no longer stretch, and they were the underwear I was wearing the first time I got me some poon-ninny…

Only time I got laid in those as well now that I think about it… But really, as for me I couldn’t careless all I care about is panties in a bunch on the floor… Silk, pink who cares… What I want to know why can she wear my boxers and that’s fine, but I put her panties on and I’m a freak…