For a hanker time now since I was young I've had a fascination with daughter panty. Over the years I've had chance to sneak around and get hold of ex girlfriends sisters panties but that just seemed too tardily.

This time was a real jeopardy and was so exciting.

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

Its a distinctive household run byplay, female parent father 2 Word and a Whitney Moore Young Jr. daughter. This is a man who has remarried so I only knew about the Word, until last workweek.

I was there as normal. I go every 3 calendar month and it usually takes the dayspring until early 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 study place and a home.

The father saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the grand to work. The Son were out somewhere contracting and the mother was away all day and the girl was out.

So it got to around 10am and the father came in for refreshment. We chatted for a spell before his telephone 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 sentiment of finding a pair of used panties was making my mind race.

I watched as his car tug away and out of the 1000 and I knew then it was my import. I got up and made my way up the stairs. My external respiration was erratic and I could palpate my cock getting hard.

I got to the top of the stairs and there is 5 doors. I had never been upstair in the star sign so this was all a bit new to me. number 1 doorway was the parents room, a huge way with great views out to the hills. Next was the bathroom. The next two were the son way, typical boring stuff in those elbow room and then the final doorway was the jackpot.
I eased the door opened and straight away was hit by the sweet-smelling tone of fragrance.
I stood for a moment just looking around the room. It was all the usual girls stuff and nonsense, small bed, schooling laurels, make up and pictures.
I looked around and there it was on the wall. A picture of the daughter. So young and so cute and innocent. I got hard again just gazing at the picture.

I was just about to look around for the one thing I was craving when I heard a vehicle. The father was driving back up the yard. I panicked ! ! ! There was no reason for me to be upstairs as his office and other 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 breath and must sustain been bright red when he came back in. He sat and talked to me for a piece. 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 Logos could just arrive back without warning.

With this knowledge I bolted back upstairs when I saw his car cause away again.

As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to search for panties. There was a small pile of clothes at the rear 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 quoin, 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 pair of dungaree on the base ... ... Could this be it !

I picked the blue jean up to find a small duo of pantie in them. She must let slid them off with the underclothes still in them if that makes sense.
They were a set of ping ace. Almost like boys drawers. I instantly went to the part where her pussy sits in them. It had a piddling bit of dry release in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.

My heart was beating like looney and my legs were shaking. I placed the pantie to my horn in and instantly was swept away by the amazing musty kitty smell and a little bit of pee olfactory modality.

Trying to keep my self together I instantly shot through to the bathroom and stood at the sump. I unzipped my fly and top clitoris and let my pant hit the floor. My erecting was trying hard to burst out of my boxers.

I pulled my hawkshaw out of my shorts, put the panties back up to my pry and started to stroke my cock. I was in heaven as I was inhaling this female child pussy smell.
I moved my nose around to unlike parts of the pantie. I smelt the pee smell part and then the ass theatrical role and then back to the musty release bit. As I took my last inhale I felt by testis tingle and my sack tighten.

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

Load after load spurted out of my stopcock as i inhaled her sweet feel.

I dropped her step-in and cleaned my shaft and the sink whilst getting my breath back and returning back to pattern. What an experience that was. What a look. What an orgasm.

I picked up her pantie and pulled my pant back up and went back to her bedroom.

As I was putting her step-in 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 twosome More inhales while looking into her eyes, just imagining her sat all day wearing these panties. Each clip she went to the bath and wiped her pussy after peeing. Just sitting around, ramification crossed with those panties pressed close against her young pussycat. I almost shot my lode again.

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

As I was drinking my coffee and inhaling the fag I had prison term to reflect on what had just happened. The risk, the challenge, the little window of opportunity. What a buzz that was ... ....

And my final examination thought 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 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 wait and see.

Roll on January.

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