I was walking down the street when i noticed something black, sheer and intricate. Upon closer inspection, it was a black garment. My curiosity knowing no bounds, I further inspected it, picking it up to take an even closer look. I still couldn't determine what it was. But opening it up, it turned out to be a delicate intricate, elegant and meshy pair of black panties. They were definitely not grandma panties. They were the kind a girl wears when she wants to a guy to see while doing the deed. The were the most delicate, thinnest, sheerest, ornately lacelike, sheerest most tiniest pair of panties. They were meant to be seen. Very visually appealing. Something that can only belong to a girl just as visually appealing. For their size was not large, nor small, but a size can be worn only of a girl with just the right delicate hips.
I was near my house so I tucked it away and kept it in a secret hiding place for safekeeping.
Until this day, I do not know who the wearer of the sheer, dainty black, most delicate and elegant panties is. I do not know what her face looks like, nor would I know her if she walked up to me and said hi.
Nor do I know how they eventually ended up being on tossed, discarded and left behind on the side of the road. (They were in very good shape and brand new. I didn't notice them there the day before) And No, it WASN'T garbage collection day. It was a monday morning.
I guess you can say, this is similar to the experience of finding a used, discarded condom on the sidewalk, of a very normal, very decent and very clean, upper-class neighborhood that isn't populated with prostitution or streetwalkers on the corners. Its the farthest thing from that. The cleanest neighborhood in toronto.
Its a mystery that will never be solved.
Am I ever going to throw it out? Probably not.
P.S. No I don't sniff them, nor do I wear them. Now THAT is gross.
A couple months later. I found someone tossed a nice, frilly pair of red sheer silk panties in her trash bin. Very fancy. But this time, I know who it is. She's very pretty. Middle-aged. She doesn't know I have them.
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Well, you clicked on this thread to read about sexual deviant secrets, so you asked for it.