The Panties a Vignette

I love to sniff them.

About thirty years ago, I started an Internet company. We created content where there wasn't any. So, one off my guys developed the first "push" chatroom and we added it onto our website. You could chat in the open, chat privately and create your own chatroom for your interest.

I didn't think much of it as I was concentrating on more important issues when, several weeks later, the developer came into my office and told me how the chatroom had blown up online. It had hundreds of thousands of users, it had blown out the bandwidth several times and had dozens of rooms where people talked sex. He showed me the site and it blew my mind. He had a secret "God" mode where he could anonymously watch people privately chat. We decided to buy a server just for the chatroom and assign a separate bandwidth pass to it.

That night my brain was on fire with possibilities. As my wife was going through pre-menopause, she had no interest in sex (and it eventually led to divorce a few years later) and I was very frustrated. I was glad that my head was filled with ideas for the chat room.

The next day, after work and everyone had gone home, I investigated this chat room thing. I scanned open chat, I scanned users, and I played God. I was just amazed as I saw the "ah,ah,ah...oooh,oooh,oooh...touch me there...again...ah, ah, ah..." filling the screen raster. People were getting off! I couldn't believe it. If God had wanted us to chat online and jerk off, we would have been born with three hands! It was the end of the the world as we knew it.

Just as I was about to give it up and go home, a woman messaged me. Her name was Debby. She recognized my handle as one of the admins and she seemed to know them all. I asked her about how she used the chatroom and we chatted for a while.

This went on for several weeks. I would hear a ding and she was messaging me. My guys had all chatted with her and one had told me that she a hottie. From that point on, I would remember to go to the server and erase any logs of my chats.

Our conversations soon turned to sex. She was married and had one little child. Her husband was on the road a lot and at night, she was lonely until she discovered chat. She liked talking to me and soon, with a little detective work, found out that I was the boss. After that, she called me by my name, Rich. As luck would have it, I learned that she lived about ten minutes away from the office.

One night she was telling me about how wet her panties were. I told her that I would love to sniff them and rub them on my cock. Well, a few days later, I received a bubblepak in the mail. I opened it and pulled out a ziplok bag with a pair of panties stuffed into a second ziplok bag. I took the panties out and shoved them into my face. They were still damp and had a very ripe aroma. I put them back into the bag and into my desk. I would save them for when everyone had gone home for the day. There was a note in the bubblepak that read, "You made me so hot, I came. Here's the proof. Jerk off in them and then message me. D."

That's exactly what I did that night. I held the panties up to my nose and jerked off. When I felt the cum boiling up, I sprayed the panties with my seed. And then put the panties back into the bag.

When I settled down, I messaged Debbie. When I told her what I had done, she told me that she couldn't talk and disconnected. I was disappointed, to say the least.

About fifteen minutes later, as I was about to close the office, the bell rang. There was someone at the building's entrance. I went out to see who it was. There was a small blond outside. She said that she was looking for my company. I invited her in and introduced myself. She beamed and introduced herself as Debbie, here to collect her panties.

I brought her to my office where I closed and locked the door. I took the panties out of the bag and sniffed them. Then I handed them to her. She took them and licked the cum off them. She said, "I only have a few minutes. This is the only time you'll ever see me so I want to fuck you. Let me fuck you." She pulled off her sweatsuit and was nude underneath. She was so hot, here tits were a good B cup and firm, her trimmed and shaved pubes looked too inviting. For about a half hour, we rolled on the carpeted floor, fucking, 69ing and finally her cumming on my face and me cumming in her mouth. When she got up to leave, she took the panties and rubbed them all around her pussy, put them back into the bag and handed it to me. "This is to remember me by. You've done a great thing with this chat room. You've brought me and lots of others back to life. Goodbye, Rich, and that was great and it is our secret, okay?" She kissed me as I led her out of the building. I thought I would never see her again.

About ten years later, I was exiting a movie theater with a date and I noticed the couple next to me. It was Debbie. She looked at me and we smiled at each other. And then she was gone.

I never wrote about this before but thinking of how we hook up today brought it all back to me, including the panties and their scent. I'm as stiff as 7" can get.