I’ve never been into lingerie. This may disappoint you to know, but I’m solidly a cotton briefs, jeans, T-shirt, hoodie, ponytail, and sneakers kind of woman. The Engineer, on the other hand, is a young man who’s watched a lot of porn and LOVES him some lingerie. I consistently tell him whenever he tentatively asks if I’ll wear something special for him that I will gladly wear whatever he puts in front of me, as long as it turns him on.
We popped into a lingerie shop in Dublin this summer; while we were waiting at the register, he grabbed this off a rack on impulse. I smirked at the cliche nature of it – a French maid outfit – but then loved the way it looked once it was on. Can’t say the top is very proprietary for a maid, but maybe she’s supposed to be a secretly slatternly maid.
More lingerie awaits me in a bag underneath his bed; looking forward to seeing what he has in store! Speaking of – posts will probably be sparse for the next month as I engage in a massive, month-long bone-a-thon. After three and a half months apart, the reunion is good to be goooooood, y’all.