A few years ago, I ran into my old ex from high school. After all these yeas she still looked great. As it turned out, all she wanted was to hook up and have sex. She didn’t want to leave her husband but wanted to have sex with me. Hmmm.. A long story about how he didn’t find her interesting or some crap, and a divorce would be too expensive. Anyway, I agreed, and we had good sex about 6 times or so. The sex was great; she was a little kinky to boot. She liked it rough and liked to be spanked and fucked in the ass.
After we had sex a few times She was ready to turn it off and go about our separate ways. I wasn’t ready yet. I had fallen in love all over again. I wanted more, but she didn’t want to keep going because her husband was starting to get suspicious. So no more hookups after that. The last time we met, but didn’t have sex. I said, give me your panties. Without hesitation, she took them off from under her skirt and handed them to me. I told her what I wanted them for, and she seemed to be delighted.
We continued to talk by texting for a couple of years. Over the course of a couple of years, we traded her panties for one of my T-shirts. We called it “smelling it up” or “stink it up”. She would send me her panties after wearing them all day, and I would send her my t-shirt after wearing it all day. She understood the reason and did a great job of sending me her dirty panties in a zip-lock bag through the mail. This went on for about a year. Over that year, I got 6 pairs of panties from her, and she got 6 t-shirts. I would jack off smelling her pussy on her panties, and I would sometimes suck on them. She knew this too. She sent me a picture of her wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of panties she was going to send me. Here is the picture. I guess you could call it “Panty pals” if you wanted to.
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