One time we were at a swingers club, had a bit of fun with another couple, then somehow Shel got a lot more drunk than normal, really really drunk, which is unusual for her in a club. No problem as I was keeping a close eye on her.
On going to get our coats to go home Shel suddenly announced "can't find my knickers, must find my knickers they are my favourite pair" So we turned the club upside down, everybody was looking for these knickers.
After about 30 min of disrupting everyone, "what do you mean your having sex? I want my knickers"!! She looked at me quite sheepish and says "i've found them", "oh really, says I, where were they"? "I had them on, only they were pulled up tight and I could'nt see them". We did not mention this to anyone at the club, just left quietly.....
John & Shel
Once I found a pair of knickers... black ones... looped over the branch of a tree....... not that unusual I thought, except on the brach next to it was tied a tampon (used :shock: ) that was at least a foot long having soaked up the rain from the night before.
The mind boggles :shock: :shock: :shock:
Only two glasses of wine and I'm telling you this! I am not a tidy person and have a habit of climbing out of my jeans and knickers in one go, leaving the knickers somewhere in the jeans. (Hah - some of you are ahead of me.)
So there I was with a new boyfriend and his best mate on a bus going to a folk club. As we sat down the mate said 'Look - a pair of knickers.' They were on the floor 3 yards away. (See footnote.)
So did I think quickly and say : 'Oh my goodness who would do that!'? No chance! I said : 'Oh - they're mine!' New boyfriend and mate were still cracking up two hours later.
Footnote :
For those who have never abandoned their knickers in their jeans the risk is that you put the jeans on next time not realising a pair of knickers is already occupying space down the leg somewhere.
Jezzay.
Not so unusualish but when i moved into my place found a pair of used knickers in the back garden!!!
Never happened again but i always wondered who they belonged to
Freckle.............. Sunday papers call...............
The rounds on you hun xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I drive a taxi and have to say that if i don't find a pair on the weekends it's been a piss poor night in the town why do you ladies leave them anyway?
Plead to all that use taxi's don't leave them in the back takes ages to explain to the wife and the kids your not up to anything even if you are lol
I left a pair of whale nets in G's office once. His boss was slightly confused and now looks at G in a new light! :shock:
Well my most embarasing moment happened a couple of months back
we were up our mates house, he had nipped out to get cigarettes or
something and we ended up doing the bisness in his living room and
then into his bedroom.
ok so far no probs you are all thinking except that i had left my nickers
right out in the open by his fire place for all the world to see.
When he came back he sat down right by them and i was in a state
of panic if he saw them. my heart was going mad and didnt want
the ribbing if he realized what had been going on.
anyway finally managed to grab them when he went to the bathroom
but iwill not be sure to this day whether he saw them or not.
Ihave also been caught with nickers down my jean leg when i am
taking the kids to school in a hurry.
sometimes i think its better not towear any at all.
lisamarie
I found a pair when clearing a pillar box out once... i presume they had been stuffed in and it wasn't being used as a changing room for midgets....
Anyhows, thought i'd pass the laugh on and let them go into the mail sack... they probably got tipped out at the mail centre and shoved around all departments before being thrown in an outgoing mailbag for them to turn up at the other end of the country... (i like to think)
Was camping a few years ago near Alton Towers, and found that some of my knickers wer missing, they never did turn up, but there were a few german guys camping a few yards away........... :dry:
I was doing some work at a woman's flat. It was one of those autumn days, cold start , then brilliant warm sun. The woman left her flat for work and left me a present..........
In her bedroom on the floor, where she had just stepped out of them, were a pair of gorgeous little knickers. Still shaped to her crotch, slightly damp and steaming in the morning sunlight. I watched the spirals of steam risiing until they dried out leaving a glossy stain in the gusset.
Wonderful stuff for an old pervert like me.
Thankyou audience.
The bedroom isn't an unusual place. But then again when you do find them, they usually are in the same sort oif unusual places.
Found Mrs TnH knickers in my pocket one day while we were out and about... they got there the week before, but she went a wonderful colour when I pulled them out to see what they were :shock:
:lol: :lol: 
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when I came upon a pair of black knicks on the path.... not taking too much notice I carried on and noticed a pair of red stillettos (size 7) in the undergrowth.... not neatly placed together or course, these had obviously been kicked off in a hurry. Then on a tree to the right of me was a black suspender belt hung over a branch, and a pair of black stockings that had been tied to the tree to make hand ties :shock: 
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not through lack of trying though :twisted:
