It’s been a crazy week. I didn’t know what to do about the mysterious yellow panties, so I hid them. By hiding, I mean I stuck them in the bottom of my panty drawer. I was bummed out a bit, as you can imagine, but I decided to just wait and see. And to just not give a fuck about it. Or at least try not to. Work kept me busy toward the end of the week. There are lots of good things about my job, about being a flight attendant, but the best part of mine is that I don’t work for a big airline. With all the rules and the protocol and blah blah. I work for a private charter company, so the uniforms vary from flight to flight. Basically, just look hot, and it’s ok! And that’s exactly what I did on my next trip. The trip after finding the yellow panties that weren’t mine. To be honest, they weren’t even that sexy. If he is fooling around on me, he should have better taste. She should have better taste.
We had a two-day trip at the end of the week, and I had a bit more fun than I usually allow for myself. We all went out the first night, and I had a blast! I let the boys be a little more handsy than usual. I needed to feel sexy. To feel wanted. No, I didn’t sleep with anyone. Just danced a little closer and got a little more wild than usual. Not half-clothed orgy wild, but more than PG13. A guy did want to take me home. I was tempted. He kissed me once, and I let him. He felt me up a little. And I let him. I mean, I was showing some nice cleavage, so I couldn’t be a total prude! The way he squeezed my tits was nice. It felt amazing actually. I didn’t stroll the walk of shame the next morning though. I stayed out late, but I went to bed alone. And I awoke alone.
I like a comment on my first post–wear the yellow panties and see if he notices. I’ll have to be on my game, and I’m not talking about my flirtatious sex game. I mean my detective game. I’ll let you know how it goes on date night later this week. The yellow panties, although not my style, and slightly less sexy than I like, are going to be the featured undergarment. We will see what my husband does when his tongue gets to them after my jeans are peeled away. Will he balk? Will he ask about them? Will he even notice? One thing if for certain, they aren’t mine. But they will be for a night. I’m glad I can share this with people that don’t even know me. It’s refreshing. And I need it.
What will he do? And what will Natalie do? Read on to find out!
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