To Catch A Thief

One evening sitting in the back porch after swimming all afternoon in the pool I noticed that the lingerie that I had put on the line was not there. I asked if my partner had taked in off the line for me and was about to thank him. When he said no. I thought now if either one of us didnt take it then where was it. I had a red laced bra and high cut panties and matching suspender belt.

Wow someone must have taken them I thought. So I thought I will catch this thief and set about to catch my lingerie napper. So I put some nice lingerie on the line and sat on a chair in the backyard the next night with all the lights out. My husband thought I was mad but I wanted my lingerie back.

I sat there for in the shadows behind the stacked chairs on the patio for about an hour. Then I thought that I heard something but a cat walked around the bins. Then I noticed a shadow it began to move behind the side of the fence. Then I could see a shape. It was a male shape and it was carrying something in its hand.

The male figure walked down to the line and began to peg something on the line with a piece of what looked like a paper. I wanted to see what he would do and then I stepped our from my hiding spot and spoke to the figure.

Hey you what are you upto. With that the figure ran from the line to the side of the garage and then through the side gate. I wasnt quick enough to see his face.

So I went down to the line and there was a note, it read. "Thank you for allowing me to borrow your lingerie". I have a fetish for lace. I am sorry but I did wash them after I wore them. It was a wonderful night.

I was annoyed but thought hey what the hell he did enjoy them and washed them as well. So the next night I was sitting on the patio again having dinner and the door bell rang. There standing at the door was a man from next door. He was a little embarrassed and was trying to say something.

So I invited him in. We started to talk and he was stammering and umming and ahhring then he said, Look I have something to tell you. I am a little embarrassed by this but anyway here goes. I took the lingerie off your line because I wanted to use it.

I was about to go ape on him, when he said I have a fetish for lingerie, I just love to wear it and i cannot wear the same one again. So I look for women who are similar size and when you moved in I was over joyed when you began to put lace lingerie on the line, my name is ian.

I am willing to pay for the damage I did to the lingerie. My mind was realing with ideas of how this hunk of a guy would pay me back for wearing my lingerie. I said well I have a thought for your payment. You may not like it but I think that you will agree readily.

So I suggested that he model for me the lingerie that he liked so much, I said that I had plenty of older lingerie that he was welcome to if he would give me a show. I couldnt wipe the smile off his face as he agreed with great enthusiasm.

We went into my bedroom and he began to try on and model my lingerie. My husband was working late and I thought well I wasnt cheating I was just gettting a wonderful view of how the next door neighbour. We turned on some music and began to drink some wine that I had in the fridge.

We were talking and laughing and dancing to the music when the door opened. Ooops it was my husband. He wasnt amused. He asked what the hell is going on. I hugged him and began to relay the story in the other room.

He came back in with me and shook his hand and said well that is one hell of a story. And from the looks of it you have been trying on all my wifes lingerie.

Ian got dressed and went to the door to go home I hugged him and thanked him for being a pal and allowing me a view into what it was like for somone with a lingerie fetish.