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OUR HOUSE-GUEST WAS HELPING ME……fold the laundry. I’d dumped it all on the bed – she was standing on one side and I at the foot. We were folding and sorting – my stuff, my wife’s stuff, and our house-guest’s stuff. Making piles.She was folding my wife’s underwear and she asked, “Does your wife even own lingerie?””Lingerie … like negligees and stuff?”She laughed, “And teddies, camisoles, other lacy things … thongs. Stuff like that.””No, I don’t believe so. She’s not into all that.””Aren’t you?””No, not really. I’d just prefer her to be naked.””So, it’s all just … practicality? Cotton panties and big ol’ sensible bras.””I like her underwears.”She held up a pair of my wife’s drawers – basic, nude colored. “Nude, Black and White. That’s it.””There some gray underwear in there.”She laughed, “But no thongs to spice it up a bit.””My wife doesn’t like thongs.””How can she not like thongs?”I shrugged, “She says they’re uncomfortable.””What kadıköy escort does she wear when she wears a tight skirt?””She doesn’t wear anything.””Commando?””Usually. I guess it depends.””On?”I shrugged, “The outfit. The occasion. I don’t know … I don’t pay too much attention.””I don’t believe you. You’ve got to be the only guy on the planet who doesn’t like a woman in a thong.””I never said I don’t like thongs. I said my wife doesn’t like thongs. I like thongs. My wife thinks they’re uncomfortable.””I don’t understand how she can think that … I think they’re very comfortable.”I shrugged and said, “To each their own.”We continued folding stuff in silence for a bit, then she said, “I’m wearing one now.””A thong?”She looked at me coyly, “Have to with yoga pants.””Why? Panty lines?”She said, “Uh-huh.””No panty lines if you go Commando.””Yeah, but then you üsküdar escort have to worry about Camel Toe.”I laughed, “What’s wrong with Camel Toe?”She laughed too, and swatted at me with a clean t-shirt.After another brief pause where we folded laundry, I said, “I guess you have to groom a little more carefully if you’re gonna wear a thong.””You don’t have to, I guess … but most women do. Yeah.””Not my wife.””She shaves her bikini line.””Yeah, but she’s not gonna shave more than that.””She has, surely.””Not since I been with her.””Shut-up. Never?””Nope. I’ve asked her to and she refuses. Said she did for a guy she was fucking during college and that it itched like crazy growing back. She said she swore she’d never do it again.””So she’s never shaved her pubes for you?””No. I’ve asked her to several times.””I’m just … Wow.”I shrugged again, “I gave up awhile ago.”She was quiet, looking bewildered.”I tuzla escort don’t mind the hair. It doesn’t bother me,” I said. “But I do wish she’d shave it all off. Once. Just for the novelty of it, you know?””No, I know. I mean … I understand.””Do you shave?” I asked.”Of course!” She said emphatically. “Well … I get waxed regularly.”I winced, “Ow!”She laughed, “Men are such wimps.””So you’re bald down there?””No … there’s a bit of hair. A neat triangle. They call it a Martini Glass.”I smirked, but didn’t say anything.She guffawed bawdily, “You dirty bastard! You’re thinking about my crotch right now.””Hey … you brought it up.”She was blushing, so we focused on folding the rest of the laundry.”It’d be nice to see,” I said, offhandedly – thinking about my wife without any pubic hair.I realized, when I looked up and saw our her wide-eyed and astonished expression, that she’d thought I’d meant HER … her crotch.”I meant my wife! I meant my wife!” I said, playacting. “Jeezus, I meant my wife!”She didn’t say anything at first and I was feeling mildly embarrassed. She was very red in the face. She gathered up her folded laundry and turned to leave, but paused – nudging me with her shoulder, “Maybe you’ll get to see my martini tonight … if you fire up that hot tub.”

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