My wife recently bought a six-pack of boring white cotton knickers to wear for work.
She hasn't said that a couple of pairs have gone missing but I know where they have gone.
The first pair she wore under her jeans when we went away for a few days to an apartment by the sea. As we were packing up to leave I spotted her knickers in the carrier bag we were using for laundry. They had quite obviously been worn with a distinctive creamy streak in the gusset. When she wasn't looking I whipped them out of the bag and put them in my pocket.
Just before we left the apartment I placed them in the top drawer in the bedside cabinet for the next occupant to find and enjoy.
Her second pair I took out of the laundry basket after a hard day's wear and took them with us when we went to the beach. We spent the day lying naked in the dunes and when we left I dropped her knickers on the sand ready for one of the many guys who prowl around the area (like I do when I go to the beach alone) looking for couples having fun.
I hope both pairs were found and appreciated.
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