Jenny moved her telescope down from Maggie's apartment and found Pete's. He was sitting on his couch surrounded by what must have been over 200 pairs of panties. "I wonder what his deal is with all the panties," she thought to herself. Jenny expected to see him start masturbating into the panties at any moment but all he did was hold them up to his face and smell them.
The next time Pete came into the coffee shop Jenny said to him, "You've heard I have this thing about seeing panties?"
Pete nodded.
"Well, there's something about you that screams "PANTIES" but I know you're not wearing any."
"I don't wear women's panties but I do collect them," Pete said. "I don't suppose you would let me have yours?" he asked.
Pete saw Jenny's bewildered look. "Don't worry. It's nothing weird. I just happen to collect women's panties."
"That's how he gets all those panties," Jenny thought to herself. "He just comes straight out and asks women for their panties."
"They don't have to be clean," Pete said. "In fact, I only collect panties that have been worn. Anyone can buy a million store bought panties. I only want the panties that women give up right there on the spot."
"Do women actually give you their panties?" Jenny asked.
Pete replied, "You'd be surprised. I try not to be weird about it. I don't ask co-workers and I don't just walk up to strangers and ask."
"You just walked up to me," Jenny said with a questioning look.
"You're the one who mentioned panties not me. And besides, you're not a stranger. I see you in here all the time and you quite obviously have a thing for panties."
"If I give you my panties what would you do with them?"
"I don't masturbate into the panties if that's what you're wondering," Pete said.
Jenny thought for a moment then said, "What the hell, ok. If I was wearing a skirt I'd take my panties off right here and give them to you, but I'm wearing jeans. I'll be back in a moment."
"I like to smell the panties," Pete said. "Can you masturbate in them before taking them off? And maybe a little bit of pee?"
"I'll make you a deal," Jenny said. "I'll let you eat my pussy while I'm wearing the panties. So if you want to smell my pussy on the panties you better make me cum."
Jenny led Pete back to the shop office and locked the door. She unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall to the floor. She was wearing white cotton panties with little yellow and purple flowers embroidered right over her pussy. Jumping up on the desk and spreading her legs she said, "Get over here and make my panties smelly."
Pete was real good at eating pussy and Jenny had to wrap her legs around his head to keep from sliding off the desk. When she climaxed she held on to Pete's head with his mouth sucking on her clit until her orgasm was over.
Jenny was out of breath. "The panties are yours, take them," she panted and lifted her hips off the desk. "If you're always that good at eating pussy you can have my panties any time you want.
Pete slid Jenny's panties down her legs, gave them a quick smell and put them in his pocket.