It was just a few weeks ago. I was back in my hometown visiting some old buddies. And you know how old buddies are, so the first thing we do is get some drinks and go to over to Matt's house. When we first get there Matt's wife, Julie, is getting ready for work, she's a waitress. She's not wearing any socks or shoes and her sexy white feet are topped off with the perfect shade of red nail polish. As she applies her makeup she's oblivious to me, her bare feet and sexy make up start to give me a little boner. I worried what my buddies would think so I went to the bathroom to "take care of it," if you know what I mean...
As soon as I close the door in the bathroom and turn on the lights I see a pile of Julie's dirty clothes on the floor: Pants, thongs, spaghetti strap shirts, and best of all socks! I always steal a sniff of a girl's sock when I can get away with it. So while I'm sitting on the toilet with my pants down, I pick up one of the white ankle socks. It's a little grey and dirty, but still cute. I put it up to my nose and am blown away by the intoxicating scent. Now most girl's socks smell either dirty and sweaty, or sweet and perfumy; well, somehow, hers did both at the same time. A slightly flowery smell, but still full of that overpowering sweat that makes me weak.
I hear Matt's car leave the driveway, so I assume he is taking her to work and it's safe to keep going. So I start to lightly stroke my cock with Julie's dirty sock smashed up against my nose when BAM all of sudden the bathroom door opens and Julie is standing there. I was so horny I forgot to lock it! I quickly dropped the sock, but there was no hiding it...Julie knew what she had seen.
"Eww!! What are you doing you little loser!?" she yells at me.
I'm too dumfounded to answer, so I just tuck my penis between my legs hoping she hadn't seen my boner yet.
She walks over to me and picks up the sock and holds it up to my face as I sit on the toilet.
"Where you smelling my dirty sock you little perv?" she says.