Orange Panties

Fbailey story number 195


Orange Panties


I am what you call semi-retired. I only go into the office for a few hours each morning. My two sons can run the business just fine but I still need a reason to get out of bed each morning.

One day my wife told me that I had a young female admirer. She said that it was a sweet little girl that lived down the street. Then she proceeded to tell me all about her such as the fact that she was about fourteen years old, had nice brown hair down her back, a pretty face, and that she had a very nice figure. I really wasn’t paying too much attention to her because I really had no idea who she was talking about and besides the words out of her mouth were fourteen-year-old JAIL BATE. That was all that I needed in my life at my age. I am almost sixty-one years old and very happily married. I sure didn’t need to upset that any.

My wife grabbed my hand and dragged me up the stairs to our bedroom. There on the bed was a very sexy pair of orange G-string panties. They were brand new and they were just lying there perfectly displayed on my pillow.

My wife had found them first and thought that it was cute. Then my wife told me of the young girl coming to the house, asking her all kinds of questions about me, and then using the bathroom before she left. Afterwards my wife found my panty present.

I picked them up and as has been my custom forever, I held them up to my nose and smelled of them. They had basically no odor at all and I told my wife so. She smelled of them too and asked me if she should tell the young lady that I wanted a fragrance the next time she comes by. Jokingly I said that she could.

I inspected the orange G-string panties to find that they were ‘Secret Treasures.’ That was a sexy name for a sexy pair of panties that was for sure. They were size 5 and made in some country called Macau, which is just another name for China. Macau is located about fifty miles south of Hong Kong. The small lacy triangle that would go above her ass crack had small delicate ruffles along the edges. The front triangle was quite a bit longer than I would have expected. It was lacy and see through along the top half but it was lined on the lower half with cotton of the same color. If that were meant to soak up any pussy discharge it couldn’t be much at all. The cotton triangle was only two inches across on the one end and a point of the other end four inches away. I must admit that some of my wife’s G-strings are even smaller but with longer strings.

That afternoon we had an ‘afternoon delight’ for the first time in many years. The thoughts of those tiny panties having been that close to some wonderful young pussy just seemed to excite me.

Apparently my wife had passed on the message because the very next day when I got home my wife told me that I had a young visitor again that morning. Once again I was dragged up the stairs to our bedroom. There on the bed was the same pair of panties. This time however they smelled strongly of perfume not pussy. I accused my wife of spraying them. She pulled out the other pair of panties that I had put in my own underwear drawer the day before. Then she told me to smell her bottles of perfume if I though that she had sprayed them. Then she stormed off. Well I did smell of her bottles. I also knew my wife very well over the years and she only used a few perfumes and they were all accounted for and they did not smell like the orange panties.

As she teased me through the rest of the day I told her that I wished that they had smelled like the young lady herself. My wife said that she would mention it to her the next time that she saw her.

Of course that called for another ‘afternoon delight.’ My wife was more than cooperative and accommodated my sexual need. She had said it many times before but she said it again, “She didn’t care who got me excited as long as she gets to fix it.” She knew full well that she didn’t always get to fix it but she still liked to say that to me.

When the young lady came by the next day my wife suggested to her that she not use any perfume on her panties so that I could smell her nature fragrance.