You'd have to be a bit of a perv to want to do that,,, unless it was something out of "necessity".
To want to wear the undies of your lover, hubby or (secret) crush, that's quite another matter :wink:
I was once a house guest at a most wonderful countryside villa of a wealthy Italian woman. I had met a male friend of hers in Roma some weeks earlier, a gorgeous guy who always hang around hot women; he succeeded in flirting with me simultaneously
The room for me in the country villa for the weekend was the room that was "dedicated" to him. So, I wanted to place my clothes in the cabinet and pulled out a drawer. His pure white jockeys were there... I put them on my face, smelled the freshness, wore them the next day, took them and still have them. It's been over 15 years,,, a bit of joyful voo-doo :smile: