Panties Part 2

I don't have a major panty fetish althugh I do occasionally like to sniff, wear, masturbate with and cum into my wife's dirty panties when I get the opportunity. However I had a couple of very exciting experiences with other women's panties when I was younger. The second highly arousing experience was in my late twenties. My younger brother and I were having a couple of pints in a trendy west-end bar and got talking to an attractive woman in her mid-thirties who seemed to be on her own. It was quite unusual in those days for a woman to be bold enough to go into a bar alone, even a trendy one. She said that she had left her husband at home and was on her way to a work conference where she was going to meet her boyfriend. This was clearly a highly-sexed woman who not only had a husband and a lover but seemed more than a little interested in us too. A little later we all left and went back to my flat for a nightcap. It was a large shared flat and so we went to my big bed-sitting room. Although she had told me her name earlier I had now forgotten it and she refused to repeat it. It became a running joke. While my brother was out of the room for a pee she stripped to her underwear, got into my bed and appeared to fall asleep. When he came back I went over to the bed and swept the bedclothes off revealing her luscious body in her blue scanties. I indicated to him to come over but he was quite rightly outraged at the idea of taking advantage of an unconscious woman, but I knew better. When I told him that she was just pretending to be helpless to encourage us and turned to her and said "Isn't that right?" she opened her eyes, smiled broadly and began rubbing herself between her legs. I just knew that this woman had not come back to my flat solely to get a free bed for the night! However my brother was in a serious relationship at the time, wasn't up for this adventure and left. She and I then had lots of interesting sex but that's not the point of this story. We woke early the next morning (she had a train to catch) and she went for a shower. I was as horny as hell of course and started masturbating immediately she left the room. Such had been the night before that when she returned I didn't feel the need to stop or pretend I hadn't been wanking. She dropped her towel and began to do the same. Nothing was said but I knew we were going to masturbate together rather than it going any further. Neither of us lasted long. I came first, exploding over my belly and chest. She came quickly after with two fingers of one hand in her vagina and two from the other rubbing her clitoris rapidly from side to side. She dressed immediately then but before leaving she suddenly sat down in the armchair, laid back and lifted her legs up and apart. She rubbed her panties vigorously between her legs and pushed the crotch into herself with her index finger. She got up, whipped off her panties and threw them at me with words to the effect that I might not remember her name but she was sure I'd remember her cunt - and left. Of course I masturbated again almost immediately, sniffing her juice from her panties, and many times more in the coming weeks. Eventually the glorious smell faded and I started to use it as a cum rag instead. I know I shot dozens of loads on those panties but don't remember what finally happened to them. I've embellished some of the details but the core of the tale, that a very sexy woman deliberately left a very deliberately smelly pair of panties for me after a one-night stand are strictly true. Happy days!