I went out to the mailbox and amongst the usual crappy flyers and pamphlets was a brown package bag.The bag was addressed to me on a typed sticker, no return address.
I took it inside. Fascinated, I ripped the tab across and got a shock at what was inside.
There was a ziplock baggie containing a pair of women’s white t-shirt material panties. Judging by the size and cut, I assumed they would have fit a young woman of a petite frame. I had an instant erection, I couldn’t help it.
I then checked inside the brown cardboard bag. What? There was an A4 letter inside.
“Mr. Jameson, I know you are my friends step dad and this will shock you. I dropped around yesterday to drop off Janie’s clothes after my 21st birthday and, please don’t be afraid or embarrassed, but as I was walking by the glass door I saw you on the couch masturbating to the porn on your laptop. I kept really quite because my first thought was to leave you to your privacy, but, God I’m so sorry, I could not turn away….I had to watch.”
“I watched as you closed your eyes and laid back as you came all up your belly and chest. I have to admit I have never seen a man, in my short experience of men, ever come like that…I’m sorry Mr. Jameson, it was beautiful, confronting, filthy…but so fucking hot (pardon my french).”
“So Anyways…last night I was alone and thinking about watching you masturbating and it turned me on. I have to admit I masturbated for quite sometime thinking about it. I deliberately left my panties on to get soiled with my come….Being straight I freely admit that when I come I’m a gusher Mr. Jameson, so…”
“Anyway, I’ve always had a soft spot for you and got a thrill when you’d smile if I came to see Janie. You are a nice guy and a good dad to Janie, God she’s bloody twenty-one and still won’t move out!…I guess this is a thing I’m going through, but since I feel like this I’m going to stay away because, I don’t know I guess I could be at your place for a party, get drunk and do something I’d regret.”
“SO, please enjoy this little present…maybe open this ziplock bag somewhere private.
You know, it was weird I had tears prickling my eyes on reading this. My sad emotions were quickly over-run with anticipation and a powerful sexual desire.
I took the letter and ziploc bag of panties to the garden shed. I quickly unzipped the bag and, as soon as it opened, I smelled the sweet scent of musky sweat, pussy and something else, sweet…but I could put my finger on it. As I drew them out they were indeed damp, the smell extraordinarily erotic and powerful. She must have come in these today and had these couriered here, as indeed the package suggested.
I held the panties to my face, undid my jeans and pushed them and my boxers down. My cock sprung out dripping with precome.
I placed the ziploc bag in such a way as to catch my come to leave no proof I was in here wanking over a young woman’s well worn panties. With the panties held to my mouth and nose I masturbated and came powerfully, pulsing again and again, come blasting all over the bag and workbench.
I then savoured her panties once more before stuffing them in the come sodden ziploc. I then fired up our wood stove and burnt envelope, panties in the ziploc and took one last read of the letter post orgasm and burned that too. I had a wash with soap.
I was on cloud nine. I got my shit together after that. My wife and I made love more often and I held a beautiful memory from a young woman who busted me wanking!
