Wednesday, September 7, 2011

A deep thought

D$ and I have been together for over six years and married for over two years.

Yet, I still have (and regularly wear*) underwear that I distinctly remember other men complimenting.

What does this make me? Slutty? Thrifty? A hoarder?

*As in: was wearing a pair today and thought of said man, and said encounter, every time I went pee. Which was many times. 


  1. It makes you an owner of high quality smalls. I'm *pretty* sure none of my current undies have survived longer than our relationship, but only because I've just recently started investing in fancy underwear that isn't also highly flammable, not because I deliberately exorcised my underwear drawer of all items related to Sex With Other Men. So, what does that make me? Cheap as dirt, I'm thinking.

  2. I just spit my water out. Hahaha.

    I think it's time to get some new, underoos, lady! :)

  3. Also, I'm talking about my muff over on my blog, and wondering where the heck is MWK to add to a discussion when I want her?!

  4. Do share that brand. I'm impressed by any skimpy bits that have held up so long!