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They were together for many years after he got her pregnant when she was sixteen and married when she turned eighteen. Those years were turbulent, and many said the couple was making a mistake. Yet, seventeen years of marriage proved the critics wrong.
“Look what I found in your son’s bedroom this morning,” Becky said with a scowl.
“Err,” Scott mumbled, staring at the panties with a frown. “He’s had a girl up there, eh? Sean’s a lucky young man.”
He felt proud of his Sean, as he hadn’t known his son was dating. ‘Sean’s old enough to be enjoying all the pretty young women he wants,’ he thought. ‘I’m jealous of him. When I was his age, I got locked into marriage already. I never got the chance to play the field.’
Becky sighed and rolled her eyes. “They’re mine, you goddamned idiot,” she said coldly. “Sean stole them out of the hamper in our bedroom. Please talk to him about it. It’s disgusting.”
‘Fuck,’ Scott thought with a shiver, ‘I don’t wanna talk to him about—that.’ He nodded, and she turned and went upstairs. Scott watched her trim, jean-clad butt wobble as she moved up the stairs. He was licking his lips at the sight. His wife had a great figure; however, their sex life had been intermittent for a long time now. It had been a few months since he last felt her respond to him romantically. A few months since his dick had slid between her thighs into her luscious honeypot. They slept in the same bed, yet each time he reached for her, she turned her back, saying she wasn’t in the mood for sex.
Sean, their firstborn, was already home from college. The music playing in his room meant he was probably studying, and Scott didn’t want to disturb him. Soon enough, it was dinner, and Sean joined the family, yet despite his wife’s pointed glares and awkward silence, Scott felt reluctant to raise the subject of the stolen panties. He imagined the teen had been sniffing his Mom’s panties because, at his age, Scott had been horny as hell, too, and had done the same thing with his younger sister’s panties. However, he had been more careful than Sean and didn’t get caught.
He still remembered the heady musk activated by warmth and saliva, stuffing them into his mouth as he furiously beat his dick. The neglected husband wondered if he should try it himself. Indeed, Becky’s willingness to have sex with him stopped some time ago, and he had to jerk off anyway. Why not use her dirty panties? However, despite Becky’s glares, he said nothing to his oldest son at dinner, and later, his wife turned her back on him yet again.
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Two days later, she told Scott their son had been in the clothes hamper and stolen yet another pair of her dirty panties.
“Stealing my panties is disgusting,” she said, shaking her head and making her soft brown hair float. “You must tell him to stop.”
Again, Scott nodded, yet he failed to follow through. The embarrassed Dad assumed it’d all pass, that his horny son would find something else to whack off to eventually. ‘It’s just a phase,’ Scott thought. ‘All horny teen guys steal panties. He’ll grow out of it. Making a big deal about it might have a negative effect on Sean’s mind. Make him feel dirty for doing something natural.’
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The next evening, when he got home from work, he found her again waiting for him.
“I caught him doing it,” Becky said, her hands on her hips and a sneer on her face.
“Doing what?” Scott asked, head still full of work crap.
“I go into his room to take some clean clothes in,” she said. “I thought he was out, but no, there he was, sitting on his bed with my panties wrapped around his—his thingy.”
Scott’s eyes bulged. “No?”
“Yes,” she said with a sharp nod. “Sean was masturbating with my panties while holding the gussets of another pair to his nose.”
Scott suddenly laughed.
Becky gasped. “It’s not funny,” she said, shaking her head vigorously. “I think our son is a pervert.”
“What did you do?”
“Well—nothing—I was too shocked,” she said and sighed. “I just stared at Sean like an idiot.”
“What did he do?” Scott asked with a smirk, imagining the embarrassed panic of his son.
“The shit just kept going,” Becky said, eyes bulging. “His own mother, standing there, and he showed no shame whatsoever. He kept masturbating with my panties. It was like he got off on the fact I was watching him.”
Scott was speechless. The fact that Sean kept jerking off while his Mom watched was shocking. ‘A normal kid would’ve died of embarrassment if caught doing that by his Mom,’ he thought. ‘Not just kept going and showing off his cock to his Mom. Maybe he is a pervert.’
“Then what?” Scott heard himself ask.
Becky swallowed hard. “Then he wadded them and threw them at me,” she said. “I caught them and felt the wetness in my hand.”
“Wetness? Like—”
She nodded. “Yes, semen,” she said with a shiver. “Then Sean winked at me and said, ‘Thanks, Mom,’ before he pulled his trousers up. I couldn’t believe it, and I just left and put them in the wash.”
“Oh my God,” Scott groaned.
“You have to tell him off,” Becky said, her face flushing with heat. “I feel shaky and almost violated. Please, Scott, go up there now and tear him a new asshole for being such a pervert.”
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