I'm a 61-year-old widow. My sister and her family live one block over from me. I've discovered that my nephew has been crossdressing using my clothes when I'm at work and masturbating as well in my house.
He's 22 and apparently has been dressing since a young child. My sister is smaller than me and when he outgrew her things he started wearing mine since I'm a full figured girl. He knows where I keep the house key hidden and lets himself in. Some of which I'm telling is what he told me.
I wash my clothes on Wednesday, my day off work, and he knows that on Tuesday the hamper will be full and that's when he comes over. Anyway I had to run home from work and when in my house heard something from my bedroom. Being a little afraid and therefore quiet I checked it out. There on the floor was my nephew wearing my bra, my girdle, stockings and my high heel sandals. He had put a pair of my panties completely over his face and was playing with himself by raising up the girdle.
I was at once disgusted and delighted. I felt hypnotized. I wanted to stop him but couldn't get over the fact that he found me sexy. He was taking deep breaths through my unwashed panties and moaning my name and saying all these sexy things that he wanted to do to me. I don't remember how long I watched and listened but when he started to climax I burst into the bedroom. It was funny watching him scramble around. I admonished him and sent him on his way.
Now I can't get him out of my head. It's been so long since any man found me attractive and here's this virile young man who not only finds me sexy but also likes the scent of me. That evening I went to bed naked and fantasized about him and all the things that he had said while on the floor. I finally had to get a candle and inserted it into myself. I ran it in and out for quite a while always thinking of him on the floor.