"discovery of the pink panties" game

Harold (hubby's best friend) gave Blake a HUGE pair of pink panties as a "cheer up" gift when his original proposal plan collapsed... now these things are very grande and there's no pretty-ing them up. And since they have never gotten use, we have made a game out of the exchange of these big momma undies...
here is their adventure...

B tossed them in my suitcase when we were unpacking from house sitting... i noticed them in the pile of the rest of my undergarments and said, "Uuuugh, please do not put those with my stuff!"

i decided i would get him back by carefully tucking them into a pair of his boxer briefs, rolling them up and placing them neatly back in his drawer - that way when he grabbed clean undies, they would secretly be waiting... and i was hoping he might accidentally slip them on... no luck, he found them early the next morning while dressing for work - making him laugh though.

later that morning, i was having a stressful day. B text me, saying that i should just go relax and have some Coco-Dynos (knock off Coco Pebbles). I thought that was weird for him to be so specific about a breakfast suggestion.. and then thought, "Ew. did he put those panties in the cereal box???" I was afraid to go look, and got busy with something else... and hours later finally had time for breakfast. when i went to get the milk, THERE were those pink panties... stretched out over the gallon of milk. (well played my friend)

a couple of nights later i waited until B was asleep in bed and i took those pink undies and covered his steering wheel with them along with a sticky note reading "drive carefully"

a couple of days went by and i kept expecting to find those big mommas. i had kinda forgot about them when i was changing the babies diaper and went to grab for the wipes... when i pull from the warming dispenser those GRANDE underwear. they were wet and seemed to have doubled in size... i got a good laugh.

i waited to return those babies - again, waiting until he was asleep. i went out to the truck and stuffed them just under the lid covering the gas cap... which is great because it is the kind you have to unlock to get to the gas cap. eagerly waiting for him to have to get gas in public, envisioning him pulling those things out in a crowd of people. no luck. seems there aren't too many purchases made at 5:45 in the morning. but he did smile.

...few days go by and i hear baby girl getting fussy in her crib, where just a few moments ago she was perfectly fine... i peek at her door to see B darting from her room. weird. i go in to check on her and this is what i see:

poor, poor, innocent soul... subjected to those big pink panties