Absolutely, word for word true. Embarrassing, even violatory, but I could not resist and I regret nothing.
I have fancied her for ages. I won't identify how or where we met, but we meet up regularly at least once a week, sometimes twice.
'Emma' invited me to her house to help set up a laptop. Nothing difficult, just a 'straight out of the box' setup.
So, there I was, in her lounge with Emma being very attentive, bringing coffee, cake, just generally being the perfect hostess. Knowing I fancied the hell out of her didn't help and getting the odd flash of her tattoo on her lower back and the glimpse of panty top didn't help either.
Oh, I resisted. You have NO idea how hard I resisted. But in the end I made the age-old excuse to use the bathroom, praying her laundry hamper was in there and not in her bedroom.
Joy of Joys, it was there and lying on the very top was a black thong that was still moist! Even then, even after I allowed myself to inhale her scent, I was determined NOT to do anything about it. I failed!
I had my cock out and was breathing that heady scent of female musk with the faintest background hint of pee and timing my orgasm for the moment I licked the crotch out. I spurted right into the gusset of that little black thong and put it back in the hamper.
I guess she will find out, when she does the washing, that I abused her hospitality, and I guess I am in for a hard time about it.
Have to be honest though, I regret not a damn thing.