A very true story-part one
I am a very regular visitor to this wonderful site and have decided at long last to post this very true story.
I was 18, first year college but still living with my parents at home who both worked full time during the day. We lived in a row of terraced houses and my bedroom was to the rear and overlooked our next door neighbours garden. Our new neighbours were an early thirties couple with no kids, she, Marie, was also very attractive, dark haired, slim with a great figure and was also a very keen gardener often spending hours on her plants and garden. Her hubby worked away on the oil rigs and followed a two week on two week off shift work pattern so every now and then I would cut the communal lawn at the front for her and generally help out when I could.
She often would hang her laundry on the washing line in the garden below and I was treated on many occasions to viewing her freshly laundered skimpy panties, stockings and lacy bras that she obviously favoured wearing, which then resulted in me when alone in my bedroom to stand at my window and wank my stiff young cock to orgasm and shooting my cum whilst feasting my eyes on her lovely underwear. The more I got to know her the more I had the hots for her and I am sure she knew this, especially when in her presence my cock was straining in my jeans and she could be very flirty when the notion took her, especially those weeks when hubby was working away.
One day as I returned home she arrived at our door and asked if I could keep a watching eye over her home and garden plants as she and her hubby had booked a last minute 10 day holiday abroad and they would be leaving early the next morning as her hubby would also return home from work that evening. I accepted of course and was also taken by surprise as she gave me a lovely kiss on the cheek and hug to express her thanks. Needless to say the smell of her perfume so close and her touch was enough to excite my cock to a raging hard on as she turned and left me with a set of her house keys.
The next day I was aware of them leaving early as their airport taxi parked next to our house, however a couple of hours later instead of going to college I took the keys and entered their house. I was so excited, my cock was rock hard as I nervously ventured upstairs to their bedroom. I opened the door and my eyes quickly noticed the hurriedly made bed and in the corner a wicker laundry basket. I went over and inquisitively removed the lid only to discover to my delight at the top a black lacy suspender belt and black stockings still clipped and attached, and more importantly a black pair of very sheer faced panties under them visibly marked on the gusset with her pussy cream. I was almost giddy with excitement and lust as I immediately pulled them to my face to smell and taste her wonderful almost still warm pussy scent. I was in no doubt that hubby had returned home and filled her with his cum after two weeks working away and she had dressed specially for him.
I needed to wank my rock hard cock there and then, and as the curtains were still drawn I stripped down naked and lay the suspender belt and stockings on the bed before me with her sheer panties to my face as I imagined her lovely body clad in those sheer black stockings, suspender belt and panties, within minutes I was shooting a long rope of warm white cum over her bedroom carpet. I was sure I had never shot such a big load before and lay down on their bed to rest with my heart thumping.
I then rose and cleaned myself and the carpet and looked in the laundry basket again and discovered another pair of worn white lacy panties further down which also were stained with her pussy juice.
For the next hour I looked around in her panty drawer and nightstand and discovered a wonderful array of panties, lacy and sheer as well a a range of sheer stockings, bras and suspender belts. I was in heaven and wanked myself another twice shooting my cum into a used towel as I lay out her lingerie before me.
Needless to say for the next ten days I had the best wank material an 18 year old could have at his disposal and visited her house tending to her plants and my needs on a daily basis but always cleaning up after my escapades also. However all good things do come to an end and they returned home.
The day after they returned Marie came to our door and I returned the keys to her and I am sure I was red faced when I did. The following day I met Marie as I returned home from college but that is another story........... Part Two.