Finding The Daughters Panties ( 0 )
YoungFor a long fourth dimension now since I was Pres Young I've had a captivation with little girl step-in. Over the years I've had chance to lift around and get hold of ex girlfriend sisters step-in but that just seemed too easy.
This time was a real endangerment and was so exciting.
To dedicate you a bit of background, for my job I travel around a lot going to dissimilar masses's places, whether it be there office staff or nursing home offices. This particular one was home office.
Its a typical folk run business, mother father 2 sons and a young daughter. This is a man who has remarried so I only knew about the boy, until last week.
I was there as normal. I go every 3 months and it usually takes the morn until early afternoon to make out the work. I usually get left on my own in there while the others go to work. Like I said it's a work place and a home.
The forefather saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the yard to do work. The boy were out somewhere contracting and the mother was away all day and the daughter was out.
So it got to around 10am and the father came in for refreshment. We chatted for a while before his phone rang. He came off the phone and told me he needed to go out to look at some equipment and would be back around 1 ish when I was due to finish. He went and I was all alone, and then it hit me ... ... ..Daughters bedroom !
My fondness quickly skipped a heartbeat as the thinking of finding a couplet of used panties was making my mind race.
I watched as his car repel away and out of the yard and I knew then it was my moment. I got up and made my way up the stairs. My breathing was planetary and I could experience my pecker getting hard.
I got to the top of the stairs and there is 5 doorway. I had never been on a higher floor in the house so this was all a bit new to me. showtime door was the parents room, a huge room with great views out to the Hill. Next was the lavatory. The next two were the boys rooms, typical boring stuff in those way and then the concluding door was the jackpot.
I eased the door undefendable and straight away was hit by the angelical smell of fragrance.
I stood for a minute just looking around the way. It was all the usual young lady stuff, small bed, school prize, make up and pictures.
I looked around and there it was on the bulwark. A moving picture of the daughter. So Edward Young and so cute and destitute. I got hard again just gazing at the picture.
I was just about to search around for the one thing I was craving when I heard a fomite. The father was driving back up the one thousand. I panicked ! ! ! There was no reason for me to be upstairs as his power and early toilet was downstair. I bolted out the room shutting the door behind me. I ran downstairs and back to the office.
I was out of breathing space and must have been bright red when he came back in. He sat and talked to me for a while. It turns out he just forgot some paperwork and came back to hoard it.
So he said bye again and off he went down the yard.
I knew now that my window of opportunity was closing fast if I was going to get my scanty fix. For all I knew the female parent or Logos could just go far back without warning.
With this noesis I bolted back upstair when I saw his car driving force away again.
As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to search for panties. There was a small pile of wearing apparel at the bottom of the bed. As I routed through them I realised it was just shirts and trousers.
I then went over to the clothes hamper in the turning point, surely there would be some in here ... .Nothing ! Just a shirt. This can't be happening I thought to myself.
Just as I thought that my luck was out and it wasn't going to be my day, I spun quickly round to see a small duo of dungaree on the floor ... ... Could this be it !
I picked the dungaree up to find a small pair of panties in them. She must hold slid them off with the underclothes still in them if that makes sense.
They were a set of pink ace. Almost like boys boxers. I instantly went to the part where her pussy sits in them. It had a piddling bit of dried liberation in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.
My heart was beating like nutcase and my ramification were shaking. I placed the panties to my wind and instantly was swept away by the stupefy musty pussy smell and a little bit of pee smell.
Trying to keep my ego together I instantly shot through to the bathroom and stood at the sink. I unzipped my fly and top clit and let my pant hit the floor. My erection was trying hard to bust out of my boxers.
I pulled my hawkshaw out of my boxers, put the panties back up to my nose and started to stroke my cock. I was in heaven as I was inhaling this fille pussy smell.
I moved my nose around to dissimilar component of the panties. I smelt the pee smell voice and then the ass share and then back to the musty dismission bit. As I took my live on inhale I felt by formal tingle and my sack tighten.
I then completely shot my load all over the sump and almost collapsed as my pegleg were shaking and getting weakly.
Load after shipment spurted out of my cock as i inhaled her dessert tone.
I dropped her panties and cleaned my cock and the sink whilst getting my intimation back and returning back to normal. What an experience that was. What a smell. What an orgasm.
I picked up her panties and pulled my trouser back up and went back to her bedroom.
As I was putting her scanty back into the jeans, ensuring everything was left the way it was I stood and stared at the video of her on the wall.
I took a couple more inhales while looking into her heart, just imagining her sat all day wearing these panties. Each time she went to the privy and wiped her pussy after peeing. Just sitting around, wooden leg crossed with those pantie pressed close against her young pussy. I almost blast my freight again.
Everything was back in its piazza so I headed back downstairs. I made a cup of coffee, rolled a Mary Jane and headed outside.
As I was drinking my coffee and inhaling the fag I had clip to reflect on what had just happened. The jeopardy, the challenge, the small window of opportunity. What a buzz that was ... ....
And my final thought is this. Like I said earlier, I go to this station every 3 months so I'll be due to go again in January. As I sit here now I'm getting hard thinking about getting another sniff of her panties.
I'm imagining her having masturbated in them before I find them, that would be heaven.
We 'll just have to await and see.
Roll on January.
To Be continued ... ... ... ...