Panty Fetish Diaries – Part 2

A few months later my chance came when Grace went away for the weekend. I had been enjoying the spring, spending far too much time at the window of my bedroom. I have always enjoyed people-watching but I like it far more when those I have my eyes on are dropdead gorgeous, just like Grace was. I would catch her leaving for work in the morning and returning home in the evening. She had an office job so she always looked smart and respectable but as the weather got warmer I noticed her skirts getting shorter. My cock would always twitch in my pants as I saw her strutting down the path, the high heels that accentuated her shapely calves clicking on the slabs. It would be safe to say I had a slight obsession. One evening on her return she noticed my mum almanbahis in the garden and they began some small talk. At this point I was too young and shy to start a conversation with Grace myself. As a bit of a nerd I was pretty useless with girls. As much as I loved them I was too nervous around them. Later on I discovered through my mum that Grace would be away on the coming weekend and I had been volunteered to feed her cat. Not something I would normally be too delighted about but as I took Grace’s spare key from my mum so many naughty thoughts rushed through my head! This was it, my chance to get close to the girl of so many of my wet dreams. Well, not her exactly but second best… her panties! ***** Saturday could not have come around any slower. almanbahis yeni giriş I only had to wait three days but the excitement was killing me. But finally it was time. I took the key from the side in the kitchen and made my way round, the legitimate reason for my trespassing so very far from my mind. I inserted the key into the lock and turned it. Took a deep breath before pushing down the handle and then opened the door to enter. I know I was allowed to be there but it felt strange being in somebody else’s house, probably due to the fact that I knew what I was about to do was totally inappropriate. My heart was racing as I stepped further into the hallway, closing the door behind me. “Meow”, ahh yes, of course, that’s why I’m almanbahis giriş here. I decided to make my way into the kitchen and get the cat feeding out of the way. It’s not that I don’t like cats, they’re fine, I was just more concerned about Grace’s other pussy. Cat fed I headed for the stairs. “Hello?”, I called out. I knew nobody was there but it just felt safer. I took the stairs slowly, one at a time. I had never done anything like this before and I was so nervous about it. When I reached the top and turned onto the landing there it was, the washing basket! I could not believe it. This was going to be so easy. I dipped my head into the rooms to again double triple check it was just me around. I didn’t want to get caught before I had even had a chance. I reached the hamper and lifted off the lid, setting it down at the side. “Perfect!”, I whispered. The basket was full. Jumpers, jeans, blouses and I could already see a burgundy bra strap and half a cup down the side of the basket.