Pink Panties and my Mom

This story falls into the category "joys of your mom living with you"

I'm kinda boring in most senses that my typical under garments of choice are beige, white or black and are of the cotton variety.  However, I do from time to time wear more colorful and sometimes less material non cotton type under garments.

This past Saturday my husband and I planned a night out - it was the local PNO (Parent's Night Out) at ASI which gave us 4 hours of quality time together.  It was also the weekend before Valentines - not that we really ever celebrate valentines officially since we got married 18 years ago...  note we are both believers that valentines is a holiday more designed for singles to celebrate.

Our date didn't include much dressing up - I was still in jeans and a sweater, but it was date night and I decided to wear my hot pink thong panties and matching bra.  I will leave what happened later to your imagination.

Monday our normal routine - Gil and I went to work, William to school and mom stayed home with the pets... sometime during the day mom decides to do laundry and goes upstairs into my master bath to grab the towels to wash, however, as she is walking out of the bathroom she noticed laying on the floor next to the bed my pink panties...

Later that evening while I'm prepping for dinner, my mother walks in and proceeds to tell me that she did laundry and she washed my pink panties.  I was mortified, but I just kept chopping those onions, never looking up.  Roll the clock ahead 45 minutes, we are all sitting down at the dinner table when my mother tells everyone that my darling daughter always seems to be yelling for everyone to put their clothes in the laundry hamper, and goes into this story how she finds some of my clothes laying on the floor next to the bed.  I hold my breath fearing what words are going to come out in her next sentence - she casually looks over at my husband and asks "so what did you think of my daughters hot pink panties?"

SILENCE....

She then mumbled guess we know what you were doing last night...

Joys of having your mother live with you.

~G