I've realized that by thinking about the kind of panties I'm wearing, I've actually succeeded in stopping myself from thinking about daily problems. Like being depressed and shit.
During the time I start thinking about the pink underwear that's underneath my jeans, till the time I think of something else, I'm completely relaxed and stress free.
All I care about is the little piece of cloth that's covering my naked dick, and it's soft. It's light. It's thin, and it's all that is a man's underwear is not.
Hard. Rough. Strangling rubber, ugly color, with a slit in the middle which I never use, I mean, who pees through that slit? I'll bet nobody.
A man's underwear is as aggressive... and idiotic as the men wearing them.
Thank god I'm wearing my wife's underwear... -__-,
I'd rather it was some fresh new underwear, that was bought just for me. A choice of my own.
I mean, this might sound a bit ... weird... , but I'm dying to go shopping for my first underwear.
It's gonna be tough choice... I've always wanted to wear the 'sporty' underwear coz it was most close to my previous one?
But since I'm going 'feminine', why not go all the way?
Go for something 'silky'. And the word 'mesh' comes to my perverted mind... (girly laugh) LoL....
Ooops. I slipped.
My wife likes to tease me that I'm gay. She actually tells her friends that I'm gay. Although jokingly, but I'm not always sure if their friends think it's a joke as well.
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