She is super clean and always well put together, if you saw her in the mall you may think the same. We have been married over 20 years.... The other n...ght (while we had the house to ourselves) she approached my about her panties. " What are you doing with my panties?" she said. I played dumb for a bit, then figured I would confess, although I know she is aware that I sniff them...I reminded her of the night a few years ago when I confessed that I had a fetish for her panties. She said she. ”“I think the ex said that while she was going out the door.”“Big words. That’s what mine said. ‘You always usin’ big words’.” I thought about it when I blurted it out.The ex reveled in that whole ‘ignorant redneck’ schtick, even though he really wasn’t stupid. It’s how he WANTED to be seen. I wanted to be seen with the side he kept suppressing. And the whole thing got to be more and more of a strain. I’m just glad I didn’t end up with a kid. At the end, I wanted the guy OUT of my life, and it. " Thanks," I said, "But your really must understand, this isn't necessary..."Without even waiting for me to finish my protests, she took the phone anddialed some numbers."Do not worry, monsieur," she said, covering the microphone with her otherhand, "I will arrange everything for you. In the mean time, maybe try onanother dress?"She smiled at me then began talking to the phone in French.There was another dress I liked - red, square neckline, sleeveless. It'sskirt was tight with four box pleats,. I assumed she had on very little but was in for a treat as she undid the buttons and the belt of her coat.My wife had bought a tiny, black pleated mini skirt, so short that as she stood upright, now fully de-cloaked, the hem of it barely touched her legs!I could se her cunt and arse as she turned around it was that short, more of a belt than a skirt.Her legs were encased in a lovely pair of seamed, black silk stocking with a thick black seam running up the back.She had no knickers on and her.