For a recollective time now since I was Whitney Moore Young Jr. I've had a fascination with lady friend scanty. Over the age I've had fortune to sneak around and get delay of ex girlfriends sis pantie but that just seemed too well-off.

This prison term was a real risk and was so exciting.

To give you a bit of background, for my job I travel around a lot going to unlike people's places, whether it be there offices or home offices. This finical one was home office.

Its a typical family run business, female parent father 2 sons and a Pres Young girl. This is a man who has remarried so I only knew about the sons, until last week.

I was there as normal. I go every 3 month and it usually takes the morning until former good afternoon to complete the work. I usually get left on my own in there while the others go to work. Like I said it's a work plaza and a home.

The father saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the yard to process. The son were out somewhere contracting and the female parent was away all day and the daughter was out.

So it got to around 10am and the founding 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 seem 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 spunk quickly skipped a beat as the thought of finding a pair of apply pantie was making my mind race.

I watched as his car drove away and out of the railway yard and I knew then it was my bit. I got up and made my way up the step. My respiration was quicksilver and I could finger my cock getting hard.

I got to the top of the stair and there is 5 room access. I had never been upstair in the house so this was all a bit new to me. First door was the parents room, a huge room with great sentiment out to the hills. Next was the bathroom. The next two were the male child rooms, typical drilling stuff in those rooms and then the concluding door was the jackpot.
I eased the door open and straight away was hit by the sweet smell of fragrance.
I stood for a moment just looking around the elbow room. It was all the usual girls stuff, small bed, schoolhouse honor, make up and pictures.
I looked around and there it was on the wall. A ikon of the daughter. So Whitney Moore Young Jr. and so cute and impeccant. I got hard again just gazing at the picture.

I was just about to expect around for the one thing I was craving when I heard a fomite. The father was driving back up the railway yard. I panicked ! ! ! There was no reasonableness for me to be upstair as his office and early commode was downstairs. I bolted out the elbow room shutting the door behind me. I ran downstairs and back to the office.

I was out of breath 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 collect it.

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

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

With this noesis I bolted back upstair when I saw his car drive away again.

As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to look for panties. There was a little hatful of clothes at the stern of the bed. As I routed through them I realised it was just shirts and trousers.

I then went over to the clothes trammel in the nook, 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 jeans on the base ... ... Could this be it !

I picked the jeans up to notice a little couple of panty in them. She must have slid them off with the underwear still in them if that makes sense.
They were a set of pink ones. Almost like male child boxershorts. I instantly went to the part where her cunt sits in them. It had a slight bit of dried discharge in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.

My marrow was beating like crazy and my stage were shaking. I placed the panty to my scent and instantly was swept away by the amazing musty kitty-cat olfactory modality and a little bit of pee flavour.

Trying to keep my self together I instantly shot through to the lav and stood at the sump. I unzipped my fly and top push button and let my pant hit the floor. My hard-on was trying hard to explode out of my boxers.

I pulled my peter out of my boxers, put the scanty back up to my nose and started to stroke my cock. I was in heaven as I was inhaling this girls pussy sense of smell.
I moved my nose around to different parts of the panties. I smelt the pee smell section and then the ass division and then back to the musty venting bit. As I took my final inhale I felt by ball tingle and my sack tighten.

I then completely crack my load all over the sinkhole and almost collapsed as my wooden leg were shaking and getting watery.

Load after load spurted out of my prick as i inhaled her confection odor.

I dropped her panties and cleaned my cock and the sinkhole whilst getting my breath back and returning back to normal. What an experience that was. What a olfactory modality. 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 panties back into the blue jean, 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 optic, just imagining her sat all day wearing these panties. Each time she went to the bathroom and wiped her cunt after peeing. Just sitting around, legs crossed with those step-in pressed close against her Thomas Young pussy. I almost shot my load again.

Everything was back in its space so I headed back downstairs. I made a cup of coffee tree, rolled a locoweed and headed outside.

As I was drinking my coffee berry and inhaling the cigarette I had sentence to contemplate on what had just happened. The risk, the challenge, the minor windowpane of opportunity. What a buzz that was ... ....

And my final examination thought is this. Like I said earlier, I go to this topographic point every 3 months so I'll be due to go again in Jan. As I sit here now I'm getting unvoiced 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 let to expect and see.

Roll on January.

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