Today’s post is brought to you courtesy of one of my good friends who we’ll just call Triple T (The Truth Teller). She hit me up about doing a post on a very interesting topic but I figured it’d be better to hear it from a woman’s perspective. So Triple T stepped up and delivered a guest blog. Check it out and let her know your thoughts. I’ll speak my piece at the end. Enjoy.
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“Naked With Grannies On”
Where do I begin?
Well, I was texting with a “friend” one afternoon and at some point in the exchange we started slipping and sliding down memory lane (no pun intended). This led to a discussion about our one and only night together.
How did our friendship become more? That’s a totally separate blog. Let’s stay focused on the matter at hand.
Anyway, he asked me if I remember “that night.”
“Yeah, I do. It was actually a total surprise to me, that it went down like that,” I texted back.
With all honesty, I never expected to take it there with this particular friend, but I wasn’t mad at the experience at all.
He wrote back, “I was surprised by that night as well. You surprised me with something else, too.”
Curious about what he meant by that, I inquired.
His response, “I gotta be honest, those big panties you had on threw me the hell off. I was like, ‘What is her sexy ass doing with those granny panties on?!” But the sex was the bomb.”
I nearly spit the water I was drinking out on my desk when I read that. Oh, no he didn’t say I had on “granny” panties.
In my defense, the night in question wasn’t the same night we got down. He was referencing a time when he stopped by unannounced just to say “hi.” It was a Saturday. One of my designated domestic days. I was wearing sweats, a wife beater, had my hair in a ponytail and I had on bikini briefs—not grannies.
I was getting down and dirty, sweeping, mopping, washing and scrubbing, and he happened to catch a glimpse of my panty line. I wasn’t Vickie’s Secret and King magazine photo shoot ready. Sue me.
My actual response to his “granny panties” accusation was, “It’s my sexy ass and I’ll cover it how I choose.”
Now, I understand that every man wants a mental picture of a nice, plump, sexy rump scantly clad in some lace or mesh see-through panties. I get that the sight of a panty line might just throw the whole fantasy off. However, my dear boys, do you expect us to walk around 24/7 with a string up our ass?
Sheesh, can my ass crack get a day off?
I had one significant other who preferred that I only wear “cheekies,” which, for the clueless guys, is something between a thong and boy shorts. He was a fanatic about those and only wanted to see me in cheekies, which I was happy to oblige.
Needless to say, I’ve evolved since my friend’s “stop by and say hi” episode. Now it’s a G-string or thong 90-percent of the time, because I choose to stay sexy for my damn self. I don’t have the opportunity to do it for others often enough, but I have no problem or complaints when it comes time to turn a man on and get him up.
My “friend” just happened to catch me off guard on a down day, but never again. Now I stay sexy no matter the occasion—cleaning, shopping, jogging, sleeping or whatever—so no man catches me with my pants down. Actually… maybe he will. LOL.
For those fellas who need to be educated on the plethora of ass cover options available for the ladies these days, here’s a quick list (with image links) of the different types of panties: bikinis, boy shorts, cheekies, hip huggers and V-strings. There’s plenty more but this is a good start.
Ladies, what’s your panty style of choice when you’re expecting male company? Do you always make sure your bra and panties match when you leave the house? Have you ever gotten caught out there by a guy in “granny” panties? Would you stop a guy from going all the way if you didn’t have on some fly panties? Can the right pair of underwear make you feel sexier? When you buy underwear, are you thinking sex appeal or comfort? Are you pro thong/G-string or do you refuse to wear them unless absolutely necessary? How long did it take you to get used to wearing one? Fellas, how important is a woman’s underwear to you? Would you be turned off by granny panties? Do you have a preference for what kind of panties your lady wears? Do you care about panty lines on a woman? Would you ever wear male lingerie for your girl? Why or why not? Or do you have “special boxers” that you pull out?
Speak your piece…