A while ago, due to some unforeseen circumstances my wife and I had to move into her parents house. Initially it felt very awkward when we felt the need for sex. Trying to keep the noise down or waiting for the house to be empty, led to very little sex at all. I was constantly horny, with no outlet for my sexual frustrations. Masterbating became a huge part of my life again.
I couldn't use there computer for any, let's call it, 'visual stimulation '. I couldn't leave any history, neither could I delete all of it, that would have led to suspicion. I was back to basics, my imagination was my only tool. That was until I discovered the laundry basket.
Many, many times I noticed my mother-in-laws panties on the top. She was 45 at the time. Petite, and attractive. The first time was about a month after we had moved in. I had the house to myself, and just caught a glimpse of a Lacy white pair, I couldn't resist. My cock in one hand, gently stroking it. I lifted the panties to my face, and inhaled deeply. The smell of her pussy almost making me cum instantly. It felt so wrong, but I didn't care. It was giving me the relief I desperately needed. Stroking my cock faster, with another deep inhale, her scent sending me over the edge.
So there I was, her panties in one hand, my other hand now covered in my cum. That's when I did something silly. My head not with it, feeling the need to clean myself up. With her panties. SHIT!! how would I explain this? I hid them further down the laundry pile, hoping it wouldn't be noticed when they were put in the machine. It never put me off doing it again though, and I have a sneaky suspicion she knows too!