Wanker Busted Red-handed

I answered an ad for shared accommodation and moved in with what seemed like a quiet, harmless sort of guy. He kept to himself mostly and didn't go out much. I am a light sleeper however and was woken up several times in the first week late at night by the unmistakable sound of a hand covered in lube wanking for all it was worth.

At first this just made me laugh. But after a month or so, I started missing the odd g-string from my washing. It would generally turn up later in my drawer but I knew what was going on and was pissed off. I decided to set a trap.

On Friday night I told him I would be out with girlfriends all night. But myself and two friends snuck back at 8:00pm and no guesses for what we found. There he was in the living room with four pairs of my panties, two penthouse mags, and a jar of lube, pulling himself like there was tomorrow.

He almost hit the roof when I said 'having fun there wanker?' We just stood there laughing at him running into his room to hide. I moved out a week later but made sure everyone in the building knew they had a panty wanker in their midst.

Do you think I was too harsh?