For a long time now since I was vernal I've had a enthrallment with girls panties. Over the geezerhood I've had chance to lift around and get handgrip of ex girlfriends sisters panties but that just seemed too leisurely.

This clip was a existent endangerment and was so exciting.

To give you a bit of background, for my job I travel around a lot going to different multitude's topographic point, whether it be there offices or home offices. This particular one was home office.

Its a typical kinfolk run business organisation, mother father 2 Son and a offspring daughter. This is a man who has remarried so I only knew about the son, until last workweek.

I was there as pattern. I go every 3 months and it usually takes the morning until betimes afternoon to fill out the employment. I usually get left on my own in there while the others go to work. Like I said it's a work blank space and a home.

The founding father saw me briefly to go through what needs doing and he went out into the railyard to work. The boy were out somewhere contracting and the mother was away all day and the girl was out.

So it got to around 10am and the father came in for refreshments. We chatted for a while before his earpiece rang. He came off the phone and told me he needed to go out to look at some equipment and would be back around 1 ish when I was due to finish. He went and I was all alone, and then it hit me ... ... ..Daughters bedroom !

My pump quickly skipped a beat as the thought of finding a pair of victimised panty was making my mind race.

I watched as his car drove away and out of the yard and I knew then it was my moment. I got up and made my way up the stair. My breathing was wandering and I could feel my cock getting hard.

I got to the top of the stairs and there is 5 room access. I had never been upstairs in the theatre so this was all a bit new to me. First doorway was the parents room, a huge room with majuscule views out to the J. J. Hill. Next was the bathroom. The succeeding two were the son rooms, typical oil production clobber in those rooms and then the final door was the jackpot.
I eased the doorway open and straight away was hit by the sweet smell of scent.
I stood for a bit just looking around the room. It was all the common young lady hooey, small bed, schooltime awards, make up and pictures.
I looked around and there it was on the wall. A icon of the girl. So vernal and so cute and innocent. I got hard again just gazing at the picture.

I was just about to look around for the one thing I was craving when I heard a vehicle. The sire was driving back up the yard. I panicked ! ! ! There was no reason for me to be upstairs as his agency and former toilet was downstairs. I bolted out the room shutting the door behind me. I ran downstairs and back to the office.

I was out of breathing space and must have been bright red when he came back in. He sat and talked to me for a while. It turns out he just forgot some paperwork and came back to collect it.

So he said bye again and off he went down the yard.

I knew now that my window of opportunity was closing fast if I was going to get my step-in fix. For all I knew the female parent or sons could just arrive back without warning.

With this cognition I bolted back upstairs when I saw his car drive away again.

As I walked back in the bedroom I quickly started to explore for step-in. There was a small pile of clothes at the stern of the bed. As I routed through them I realised it was just shirts and trousers.

I then went over to the clothes bond in the recess, surely there would be some in here ... .Nothing ! Just a shirt. This can't be happening I thought to myself.

Just as I thought that my luck was out and it wasn't going to be my day, I spun quickly circle to see a small pair of dungaree on the floor ... ... Could this be it !

I picked the dungaree up to get hold a minuscule pair of panty in them. She must give slid them off with the underclothing still in them if that makes sense.
They were a set of pink ones. Almost like boys boxers. I instantly went to the part where her pussy sits in them. It had a little bit of dried discharge in them but not a lot. After all she is only young.

My heart was beating like crazy and my legs were shaking. I placed the panties to my poke and instantly was swept away by the amazing musty cunt smell and a short bit of pee smell.

Trying to keep back my self together I instantly shot through to the bathroom and stood at the sink. I unzipped my fly and top release and let my trousers hit the floor. My erection was trying laborious to collapse out of my boxers.

I pulled my prick out of my boxers, put the panty back up to my olfactory organ and started to stroke my tool. I was in heaven as I was inhaling this girls pussy olfactory perception.
I moved my nose around to different parts of the panties. I smelt the pee smell part and then the ass contribution and then back to the fusty discharge bit. As I took my last inhale I felt by ballock thrill and my hammock tighten.

I then completely shot my load all over the sump and almost collapsed as my stage were shaking and getting frail.

encumbrance after lode spurted out of my cock as i inhaled her sugariness smell.

I dropped her panties and cleaned my tool and the swallow hole whilst getting my intimation back and returning back to formula. What an experience that was. What a smell. What an orgasm.

I picked up her panties and pulled my trouser back up and went back to her bedroom.

As I was putting her panties back into the jeans, ensuring everything was left the way it was I stood and stared at the image of her on the wall.

I took a twain Sir Thomas More inhales while looking into her eyes, just imagining her sat all day wearing these panties. Each time she went to the toilet and wiped her pussycat after peeing. Just sitting around, legs crossed with those panties pressed close against her young puss. I almost shot my load again.

Everything was back in its place so I headed back downstair. I made a cup of coffee, rolled a grass and headed outside.

As I was drinking my coffee and inhaling the cigarette I had prison term to reflect on what had just happened. The danger, the challenge, the small window of opportunity. What a buzz that was ... ....

And my final intellection is this. Like I said earlier, I go to this station every 3 months so I'll be due to go again in Jan. As I sit here now I'm getting difficult thinking about getting another sniff of her panties.

I'm imagining her having masturbated in them before I find them, that would be heaven.

We 'll just take in to await and see.

Roll on January.

To Be continued ... ... ... ...