To say I suddenly felt awkward would be the understatement of the century. Ally stepped back around to my side of the sofa. To my disappointment she had her jeans back on.
She looked at me and said, "Ok, I've given you my undies, now it's your turn." When I didn't react or move right away, she said, "Go on. Go back there where I just was and swap your undies with mine and give me yours." She then gave me a slightly devilish grin before adding, "I promise I won't look."
With little choice as she was giving me an eager look I slowly got up and stepped behind the sofa. She sat down and faced the tv as I unzipped my cargo shorts and let them drop. My sport briefs came next, and I was surprised to fine I had a semi. I slowly picked up Ally's panties and pulled them up. I was surprised to find that she was right, and they did fit me. Although they were lower cut in the front and any more arousal risked me poking over the top. The cotton was surprisingly soft and comfortable.
I pulled my cargo shorts back on and stepped back around the sofa and in a mirror move dropped my sport briefs in Ally's lap. She picks them up and examines them before saying, "Very nice. Be right back." She then repeats her earlier move and the one that I just did and stepped behind the sofa. As I heard her drop her jeans again, I thought to myself. 'What in the world are we doing?' Ally and I had hardly ever even told a dirty joke to each other and now we're here swapping undies. But at the same time, we're doing it like awkward teenagers and not the college grad adults that we are.
My thoughts were interrupted as Ally re appeared in front of me with her jeans up. She sat down beside me and getting right to the point said, "So big man, do you like wearing my panties?"
I felt myself go a little flush as I said, "Surprisingly they're pretty comfortable. Not a lot of room up front for growth if you know what I mean but otherwise nice."
She giggled a little at what I said before saying, "Well maybe that will keep you from pervin on girls." I couldn't help but laugh despite still feeling a bit awkward.
"So, what about you?" I asked. You like my sport briefs.
She grinned at me before saying, "They're softer than I expected. Boy briefs are usually scratchy, but these are plush. A little higher in the front than I'm used to but then again I know pervy guys need a little more room for that." Again, we both chuckled.
The rest of the afternoon proceeded normally for us and the fact that we had awkwardly swapped underwear was seemingly forgotten. We watched another movie before ordering a pizza and watching another movie. It wasn't until I got home later that night that I remembered I still had her underwear on. I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror as I got undressed and couldn't help but giggle at the sight of myself wearing polka dot panties.
The next week I was back at Ally's place, the situation much the same we were sitting on the sofa watching a movie when she tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Let's swap undies again." Before I could react, she was up and around the sofa. What in the world was this girl up to?