In His Wife's Panties - a filthy quickie by Neneh Gordon
(Filthy Quickies)

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A short story from the sizzling hot Filthy Quickies series.

Terrie thinks her husband's having an affair. She knows he's been keeping a secret from her, but when she comes home early from work one day she catches him in her lacy panties. Seeing him like that brings out her dominant side and sends her rummaging in the sex-toy drawer to give him the 'punishment' he deserves.

Contains a husband in panties, a vibrator-wielding wife and orgasms for all.

This short story is roughly 3,000 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.


I looked up and met his gaze. He was a picture of misery. It hurt my heart to see him so upset, but I didn’t believe him. Maybe it was his guilty conscience that was making him unhappy. “You must think I’m stupid.” I kept away from him. The last thing I wanted was to let him get close enough to kiss away my doubts. “How long has it been going on?”

“What?” He looked genuinely pained.

I looked at the floor. “How long have you been having an affair?”

“I swear to you.” He came towards me and I took a step back. “I’m not having an affair.”

His eyes bored into mine. He didn’t look guilty. I wanted to believe him. But he was keeping something from me. I let him take my hands and pull me to sit down next to him on the bed. His familiar earthy scent hit me and I started to throb. My body wanted him, but I couldn’t let that cloud my judgement. “So go on then, explain where your clothes have gone.”

“I was—”

“What are you wearing?”

He followed my gaze down to his lap where the robe had fallen open. White lace peeked out.

I jumped up off the bed. “You’re wearing my panties!”

He pulled the robe closed, but it was too late. “I can explain.”

My thoughts raced. No wonder my underwear wasn’t lasting me as long lately. “Take off the robe.”


“I want to see.” I stared him down until he looked away. “They’re my panties.” I grabbed hold of his belt and tugged it loose. He held the robe shut with his hands. I took hold of his fingers and prised them away. He gave up and let me pull his robe open.

About Neneh Gordon

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Published March 16, 2012 by French Letters Press. 10 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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