For a longsighted meter now since I was young I've had a fascination with girls panties. Over the eld I've had chance to sneak around and get hold of ex girlfriends sisters panties but that just seemed too well-fixed.

This meter was a veridical jeopardy and was so exciting.

To pass you a bit of setting, for my job I travel around a lot going to different people's places, whether it be there offices or home offices. This particular one was home office.

Its a typical family run business sector, female parent father 2 Word and a young daughter. This is a man who has remarried so I only knew about the boy, until utmost week.

I was there as normal. I go every 3 calendar month and it usually takes the break of the day until early good afternoon to make out the work. I usually get left on my own in there while the others go to forge. Like I said it's a study blank space and a home.

The father saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the K to exploit. The sons 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 refreshments. We chatted for a while before his telephone set rang. He came off the sound 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 heart quickly skipped a beat as the thought process of finding a pair of used panties was making my intellect race.

I watched as his car drove away and out of the yard and I knew then it was my bit. I got up and made my way up the stairs. My external respiration was erratic and I could feel my peter getting hard.

I got to the top of the steps and there is 5 door. I had never been upstairs in the firm so this was all a bit new to me. showtime door was the parents elbow room, a huge room with great purview out to the hills. Next was the lav. The next two were the boys suite, distinctive boring stuff and nonsense in those elbow room and then the final door was the jackpot.
I eased the door open and straight away was hit by the gratifying smell of fragrance.
I stood for a moment just looking around the room. It was all the common young woman stuff, small bed, school awards, make up and pictures.
I looked around and there it was on the rampart. A impression of the daughter. So new and so precious and innocent. I got hard again just gazing at the picture.

I was just about to wait around for the one affair I was craving when I heard a fomite. The Father of the Church was driving back up the yard. I panicked ! ! ! There was no reason for me to be up the stairs as his government agency and other toilet was downstairs. I bolted out the room shutting the room access behind me. I ran downstairs and back to the office.

I was out of breathing place and must birth been bright red when he came back in. He sat and talked to me for a spell. It turns out he just forgot some paperwork and came back to collect it.

So he said bye again and off he went down the yard.

I knew now that my windowpane of opportunity was closing fast if I was going to get my pantie fix. For all I knew the mother or son could just arrive back without warning.

With this cognition I bolted back on a higher floor when I saw his car drive away again.

As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to search for step-in. There was a belittled stack of clothes at the merchant ship of the bed. As I routed through them I realised it was just shirts and trousers.

I then went over to the apparel shackle in the corner, 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 circumstances was out and it wasn't going to be my day, I spun quickly beat to see a small pair of jeans on the floor ... ... Could this be it !

I picked the blue jean up to find a small-scale couplet of step-in in them. She must have slid them off with the underwear still in them if that makes sense.
They were a set of pinkish 1. Almost like male child drawers. I instantly went to the part where her pussy sits in them. It had a picayune bit of dried discharge in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.

My heart was beating like crazy and my legs were shaking. I placed the panties to my scent and instantly was swept away by the stupefy musty pussy smell and a short bit of pee smell.

Trying to save my self together I instantly shot through to the privy and stood at the sink. I unzipped my fly and top push and let my trousers hit the floor. My erection was trying operose to burst out of my boxers.

I pulled my dick out of my boxers, put the panty back up to my nose and started to stroke my putz. I was in Shangri-la as I was inhaling this girls pussy smell.
I moved my pry around to dissimilar parts of the panties. I smelt the pee smell part and then the ass part and then back to the moldy discharge bit. As I took my end inhale I felt by Ball shudder and my sack tighten.

I then completely shot my encumbrance all over the sink and almost collapsed as my legs were shaking and getting weak.

Load after load spurted out of my prick as i inhaled her sweet smelling.

I dropped her panties and cleaned my tool and the sink whilst getting my hint back and returning back to normal. What an experience that was. What a odour. What an orgasm.

I picked up her panties and pulled my trousers back up and went back to her bedroom.

As I was putting her pantie back into the jeans, ensuring everything was left the way it was I stood and stared at the picture of her on the wall.

I took a couple more inhales while looking into her eyes, just imagining her sat all day wearing these panty. Each time she went to the lav and wiped her puss after peeing. Just sitting around, legs crossed with those pantie pressed close against her young twat. I almost shot my load again.

Everything was back in its place so I headed back downstairs. I made a cup of java, rolled a fume and headed outside.

As I was drinking my coffee and inhaling the coffin nail I had clip to excogitate on what had just happened. The risk, the challenge, the minor window of opportunity. What a bombilation that was ... ....

And my terminal intellection is this. Like I said earlier, I go to this place 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 snuff of her panties.

I'm imagining her having masturbated in them before I find them, that would be heaven.

We 'll just have to wait and see.

Roll on January.

To Be continued ... ... ... ...