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 Archive; 'Panties.txt', Part 1{Aussie_Bunyip}(MF,)[1!1] Title: 'Panties'
Date: 2012.12.28
From: Aussie_Bunyip </files/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip/>
Copyright: Â(C)2012 Aussie_Bunyip
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=== 'Panties' by Aussie_Bunyip

   Comments: I still masturbate over this event in my life, 13 years after
it happened!
My first year out of college found me working for a large well known
personal loan company.  At the end of each month I had to go out and knock
on doors of customers who were behind on their payments and had ignored all

of our phone calls for payments on their delinquent loans.

   I had a couple of interesting things happen to me while I was in some
customer's homes, so I have to share the best one of all.

   Every month I would have to go to this same house where the customer's
wife was always home alone with the kids.  She had 5 or 6 kids, at least,
and the wife was very good looking for an "older" lady.  I was 22 at the
time, I think she was about 33.  Anyway, after about the 4th visit, I asked
her if I could use her bathroom because it was my last stop and my office
was about 45 miles away.  She said no problem and showed me upstairs to the
toilet.

   As I was relieving myself, I noticed a pair of her panties on the floor,
crumpled up as if she had just rolled them down her legs, and were left
lying face up.  That is, with the inside of the crotch still on top.  I
picked them up and checked them out.  I noticed that they were worn away
almost to a hole at the crotch and also in the area where her clit would
be. This gave me a hardon, so I jerked off right after I was done pissing.

   She had to have noticed how long I was in there, since I lost track of
time.  All I could think about was her rubbing her pussy through those
panties.  After I was done, I put them back in the exact same position that
I found them in, and went downstairs.

   She gave me the money for her payment appologising for being late once
agaon, I thanked her and I left.  On the way back to the office I got
another hard on just thinking about her panties, and had to pull over to
jerk off again.  Once I was back at the office I couldn't wait to go to
that house again the next month.

   So, as luck would have it, I did get to go back and I always found a
pair of her panties somewhere nearby as I was supposed to be going to the
toilet.  As time went by, I would actually stop at a restroom right before
going to her house so I could have more time to look for her panties while
I was in her bathroom.

   Finally, the last time I was to be at her house, because I got promoted
to another location, I had the best experience of them all.  As soon as I
walked in the door, I asked to use her bathroom again.  She pointed the
way, then she rounded up all the kids and told them it was time for a nap.
Thinking about it now, she did this every time I was there.  All of the
kid's rooms were on the same floor as the bathroom, so I figured this would
give me some extra time in there.  When I walked in the bathroom, I noticed
a pair of panties right on top of the toilet, right in front of where I
have to stand.

   Upon inspection of the little bonus that was placed right in front of
me, inviting me to check them out, I noticed that the panties were soaking
wet in the crotch.  Not only wet, but slippery, and still warm.  Obviously
she had been having a little fun prior to my arrival.  The panties were
wet, and a bit stained with presumably her juices, but fresh and they held
an inviting aroma which in later life was to become my favourite scent.

   At this point, I realized why it always took so long for her to answer
the door.  She obviously heard my car pull up in the driveway.  As I got
out and collected my brief case, she must have darted upstairs and placed
the "bait"!  I was already stroking my cock in my right hand as I held her
underwear against my face, feeling their soft texture, and breathing her
aroma deeply.

   As I continued to stroke off, I wondered what had given me away.  Had I
left evidence, or been caught?  I continued on, encouraged by the
erotically charged scent, stroking my cock to ejaculation.  I spurted into
the pan, and stroked the remaining juices from my cock when I began looking
around the room.  She had been giving me the ultimate treat and I wondered
again -what was in it for her?

   Then I heard one of the kids say, "Mommy why are you looking through the
keyhole".  I just smiled, and even though I was already finished jerking
off, I wrapped the masturbation worn panties around my cock, soaking up
some of my semen.  I placed those wet panties neatly back whereI found
them.

   I now knew she had been watching me jack off with her panties every time
I visited her house.  The only thing I didn't know was how long she had
been doing it, but I didn't care.  Thinking of this hot mom, actually
watching me masturbate, into her John, or in her panties while she was
outside the door watching me and probably masturbating herself.

   When I finished, I flushed the toilet and found her waiting in the
hallway for me.  She said "I thought you fell in." We both laughed a
knowing laugh.  As we were walking down the steps, she suddenly stopped a
couple of steps down.  I got to the floor below, turned and looked up at
her.  Her short skirt was plenty short enough to see that she was not
wearing any panties.  She kept a straight face, knowing what I was staring
at, and I blustered through what I needed to say to her, as I stared at her
redenned crotch.  My previously raging hardon tried to rise again, and I
knew that it would rise given a short rest, and she smiled at me as if she
read my mind.

   "Would you like a coffee." she asked.  I nodded and she came down the
stairs with her knees kicking her skirt up with every step.  My hardon was
back.  She led me into the kitchen and put the water on, then turned and
knelt before me.  She unzipped my fly without a word between us and she
licked and sucked on my cock till it was clean and hard as a rock.  Then
she turned and bent over the table.  I didn't need any words after that.  I
simply guided my cock into position and slipped it inside her.  I thrashed
about for mere moments before she orgasmed, and then soon after a second
wave seemed to pass over her.

   I was fucking her for all I was worth, when the kettle started
screaming. It screamed louder and I fucked harder as she screamed out as
well.  Both were boiling, and then I come inside her, fucking her deeply as
my come spurted out.  I heard the rumble of footsteps on the stair and we
parted with her turning the kettle off as I hastily zipped my cock back
into my pants.  The kids ran in and stared at us both as she said "See, I
told you that would get their attention!" Then she made coffee and we both
relaxed and spoke like old adult friends for an hour before I left.  I
guess she really needed the company as after I left she paid out the
company and we have not made contact ever since.