Yesterday, the lingerie set I’d been wearing all weekend was delicately air-tight sealed in 3 pink zip bags and then boxed with a handful of unscented faux rose petals and a little hand written letter that I sprayed with my Kilian Good Girl Gone Bad perfume - another of my favourites I wear often. I like to atleast try and go the extra mile for my buyers, they pay me extremely well and I guess I’d like them to imagine what I smell like perfume wise day to day too. I then posted to my very excited client late yesterday afternoon just minutes after I’d removed them from my body. I send all my items 24h special-delivery to make sure they arrive as soon as possible and completely ‘fresh’. Still wet is the goal 
I love this part now, the waiting to hear about his reaction when he receives me, not just my underwear, me. I think all his Christmas’s will cum at once later today that’s for sure. That’s what I hope.
In other breaking news, so remember I said I’d ordered some underwear on the weekend from another girl for my own - cough, - personal use? Well, her knickers and bra arrived with the post early today…. I don’t even know where to begin.
Although I’ve sold probably 50+ pairs of my own worn underwear and lingerie now, this is actually only the 3rd time I’ve ever bought items myself from another girl just for me to get off to, and oh my god, there’s just nothing else like it I swear. For me at the moment, nothing else could come closer to giving me that intimacy with another girl that I crave so so much yet still havn’t fully explored. Don’t worry, I will oneday - there’s no way I can go my whole life without knowing what it’d be like to eat a gorgeous girl or have her eating me, that’s for sure.
And yeah, my husband knows all about my fantasies, fascinations and female desires and fully supports me exploring them into any depth I wish at my own pace. It’s me who’s the one holding myself back… for now. I just want to clarify, as much as I can, I’m not only attracted to girls, I love guys, LOVE guys! Nobody turns me on more than my man and I fantasise about blokes all the time trust me, but I know I like pretty girls too and that’s really all there is to it.
Anyway, I’ve purchased from this specific girl before, she’s an absolutely, unbelievably gorgeous brunette - I know, Blonde Bunny doesn’t want a blonde, she likes brunettes and redheads - and we’ve actually become quite friendly since my first purchase from her a few months ago. Not only am I now fully subscribed to her OnlyFans, we are now friends on all of our personal social media etc too, and she’s also really helped me with learning to sell my items and building my own OnlyFans follower base too.
So, she’d been sexting me nearly all of Sunday and yesterday, all kinds of filth and fun, naughty pictures and videos of her wearing the items and playing with herself and we even FaceTimed for almost an hour yesterday on my day off while my husband was at work. Yeah, you can only imagine how fun that was. I could speak to her, watch her, see her face to face, body to body almost, literally see every single inch of her and her body, inside and out, and all while seeing her pleasuring herself while talking filth to me and wearing the underwear I’d chosen. She got to watch me bring myself to orgasm several times too which yeah, that was a bit alright I won’t lie. 

So as I said, this morning her new, fresh items arrived.
I couldn’t smell any perfume on her packaging, which I know is a good thing right, but I’ll be honest, the thought of the post man noticing a slightly perfumed hand written package and wondering what was inside would have turned me right on…
Inside, the items were sealed very similarly to how I do it, contained within a couple of air-tight zip bags. Her bra smelled sensational when I opened the first bag. Exactly what I asked for. Slightly scented of her perfume just along the straps, I have no idea what perfume it is but it’s delicious, it’s the kind that if a lady wearing it now walks into my salon or I pass someone wearing it in a shop, I think I’d flood the floor there and then. I’m so glad I asked for the bra, just touching the cups and knowing her perfect tits have been nestled and confined tightly in there for hours and hours has melted me. Her boobs are a little smaller than mine but I like smaller boobs than what I have - I love my boobs but I like smaller boobs too (I think I like all boobs) - and I didn’t buy this to wear myself that’s for sure. This is for, uhhhh, educational use and training purposes?
I pulled out her thong, ran it between my hands, rubbed the tips of my fingers through the crotch area then touched them against my cheek. I was literally trembling, I mean I was shaking. I held her soft lace against my face, I closed my eyes without even thinking and slid my hand down between my thighs for just a few minutes, and came in my kitchen. There’s not really much else to that story and that’s pretty much exactly what happened and in that time scale. I know as soon as I’m back home later I’ll be pulling them out from my bedside drawer again as I’ll be honest, it’s all I can think about right now, it’s all I’ve thought about all morning. Her scents are completely saturated through my mind and sole. Honestly, I can smell her sweetness now.
Feminine pheromone overdose….
I did think to upload a photo of what she sent me to the ‘Images To Share’ topic but don’t worry I won’t, and I’ll be honest - and this may sound a little weird - but I feel they’re mine and mine only, for me and personal to me now and nobody else to ever see… 
I’m one happy little bunny! 

I do wonder however, if I left them out on my dressing table what my husband would do when he found them… I’m absolutely certain he’d know they’re not mine, I’m sure every girl has very different scents and sweet pheromones and I bet he’d be drawn straight to them from the other side of the room… but I’d better not do this and I won’t do this, don’t worry.
Anyway, I have this silly surreal feeling inside me that one day, just perhaps, he will meet her in our bed anyway… a girl can dream.
I’ve still no new clients at the moment on my own personal underwear selling front, and that’s fine with me. I’m certain the buyer of my last lingerie will definitely want more from me anyway, and probably more than lingerie…


