I had been dating Chip for about three months. I thought things were going well and really thought we might have something long term, but I really wanted to see how devoted to me he really was. I didn't think he was cheating but I wanted to see what he was willing to do for me and how much he would submit to me.
He was staying with me for the weekend and that's when I decided to spring my trap. The first night when he went to take a shower I went in his bag and took out all of his underwear. Predictably, when he emerged from the shower and found no underwear in his bag, he looked to me confused.
"Baby, have you seen my underwear?" he asked tentatively.
I made a scoffing face before saying, "No, how would I know where your undies are?"
He still looked nervous as he told me, "Well I thought I packed some but now they're not in my bag."
"So, you came here without underwear." I said sternly. "That's gross. You can't go around here commando."