It’s been more than a week since I hit my 100 day goal and I’ve been hesitant to write about it. Originally when I came up with the idea, I had no real motivation other than just to see if I could wear the same pair of panties for 100 days. But somewhere around the 90th day, I came up with an idea that if I succeeded at 100 days (which seemed very likely), I would confess to Sarah about what I had been doing.
Sarah has a very kinky side, and I didn’t think she’d have any real negative reaction to it, but I was still a little nervous about telling her. This morning, as we were starting to play around a little in bed when we woke up, I decided I would tell her. I asked her how long she’s ever gone without changing her underwear and she shrugged. Then she said maybe a whole weekend, and thought about it a while longer and said perhaps as long as five days on a camping trip. I told her I love the idea of how dirty her underwear would be after 5 days.
I blurted out, “I once went 100 days without in the same underwear.” There was a short pause, and then she said, “Something about that seems kind of hot, not sure why.” I laughed because I feel the same way, not really sure why I think it’s a sexy thing to do. I had decided beforehand that if she asked any questions I would answer them, but if not I would just let it drop after I made the confession. She said, “How old were you?”
I proceeded to tell her everything, explaining the way I have been wearing them regularly but not every day since the end of January. She surprised me by asking to see them, so I pulled them out of my drawer. She held them up and looked them over and commented about how filthy they are. Then she sniffed them, which I thought was really hot.
She asked me if I planned to keep going and I said I wasn’t sure. She responded that she would come up with a reward for me if I wore them another 25 days. I think I’ll take the challenge.
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