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Title: A Party In The City
I went to a party last night in the city. My wife was out with her friends, so it was a guys night out... I was with my friend Carl, and he took me to a big party in a loft that a few women he knew lived in together. All he had to tell me was "girls" "living together" "house party" and I was there.
Carl has no idea that I have a panty fetish, so, I could not share my glee. No worries, it would still be fun.
The loft was awesome. Minimal techno cool, the women who lived there, indeed, 3 of them, where hip urban chick professionals that work in advertising. One was a total babe, a redhead, rocking body, just a total package. Kind of stuck up, the other two were so-so, but still fuckable, as they say... Decent bodies, obviously taking care of themselves, but not drop-dead.
There were probably 35 people at the party, so I mingled around, got the lay of the land, saw what was where, etc. I went to use the bathroom, and discovered there was an upstairs bathroom, as well. At first, I thought there was only one way upstairs, and it was in the middle of their main room. It did not look promising... NO WAY to get up there without being seen. And, since there was a bathroom downstairs, what possible reason could I have? In the days before cell phone ubiquity, I would use the "I have to make a phone call" excuse at a party to go get access to panties. Alas, that was not all that viable these days.
Then, I got my lucky break... At the end of the hallway just beyond the bathroom door, I noticed a small set of steps, I went down to them, and low and behold, it was a backstairway to the "loft" section of their split-level loft. I listened for a moment to all the music and people talking, and nobody was near me, so I went up the steps. My heart was starting to race already... I got to the top of the steps and saw four doors, going down a hall, then the hall opened up to a balcony where the main steps met up with it, and from there, you could look down on the entire main room and party.
I realized this was a high risk move, and I had to have an excuse ready. I pulled out my cell phone, prepared to act as if I were in a major fight with my girlfriend if I should be discovered. I'd claim that the downstairs bathroom was occupied, etc. I would look inappropriate, but I wouldn't look like a panty thief!
I tried the first door on the left. It opened into a very nicely put together room. Bed was made, a couple coats were on the bed. A lamp was on by the bed. I looked at a picture on the dresser. This was the hot chick's room. Lucky first door. There were no clothes on the floor. First stop, I opened the top dresser drawer, and, of course. The panties were stacked high. She was not a folder (most girls with thongs are not, I realize, they're hard to fold.) I rummged through quickly, and snagged a skimpy Cosabella white string thong made of spandexy material. I've had these before. Very high-end, rich girl panties. They're a nice catch. a $30 thong, retail.
I knew her dirty clothes must be in her closet, so I opened the sliding door, and voila again, I lucked out: a wicker basket with a cover looking back at me. I opened the cover. Felt a couple wet towels, a pair of jeans, and there, at the bottom, the signature solitary feel of a pair of panties. I pulled it out: a pair of gold colored cosabella low-rider thongs. They looked exactly like this pair:
I pocketed the two Cosabella thongs and went back downstairs through the backsteps and rejoined the party. My total time upstairs was approximately 60 seconds, tops.
I went into the bathroom to smell the dirty gold thong, and it was nice. Mostly smelling of piss, a little bit of cunt smell, but not enough to become a classic in my collection. This is a very good, but not exceptional, find. I do feel good about my execution of the heist, however. It came together well.
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