My friend and I go back a long ways. Through the years we’ve always shared stories our sexual encounters and things like that, even when we both got married.

Around 6 months ago my friend and his wife separated and are going through a divorce.

Over the last few months, I’ve had him over to hang out and let him vent to me about his whole situation.

A few nights ago he was over, and we had been having some drinks. Eventually he started opening up about how difficult it is to date and how he hasn’t been laid in several months.

Eventually he turned his comments towards me and about how lucky I am to have a good wife. This lead to him making comments about my wife’s appearance and how sexy she was.

Internally I was turned on, and subtly encouraging the conversation, but I was also trying to play it off as cool.

He then started talking about how he’s masturbating 3x a day, and how he’s sick of just porn. He made a comment about how I was lucky I didn’t need to jerk off, and was genuinely surprised when I told him I still did it at least once a day.

He seemed surprised by this and kept making comments about how I should just fuck my wife, and seemed to be stuck on the issue.

I tried to change the conversation back to him, but eventually I told him that sometimes I just enjoyed grabbing a pair of my wife’s panties and getting myself off when she was gone or something

He seemed genuinely surprised by this, and was curious about what I enjoyed about that.

I explained to him how I loved my wife’s scent and how intimate they were, and I could tell he was very interested now.

He then made comments about how he wanted to try it and mentioned a few girls he might ask out. He then said “well if those don’t work out maybe you can just snag me a pair, right?” While laughing it off as a joke.

As soon as he said it, I knew I wanted to actually give them to him, but also felt like it might be embarrassing.

Eventually the topic changed and he had ordered his Uber, but all I kept thinking about was him sniffing my wife’s panties.

When the uber was a couple minutes away, I made the quick decision to grab the pair my wife had worn earlier. They were older purple lacy panties, that she had owned for a while. I had smelled them earlier and they smelled incredible.

Right before he walked out the door I took the bunched up pair and handed them to him.

He seemed confused at first, but then realized what they were while looking at me with a strange look.

I nodded to him without saying a word.

He turned away for a second and I could see him smelling them. “Fuck” is what he said while letting out a sign.

He then walked out and I said goodnight while quickly shutting the door hard as a rock.