When we had finished, I said "I'm just making myself a cup of tea, and then going to bed", to which Kelly replied "Yep. I'm going to turn in too. I'll just grab a quick shower, then you can use the bathroom". This was nothing particularly unusual, but there was something in her eyes when she said it to me. I sat and had my tea, and a few minutes later, Kelly popped her head round the corner and said "Bathroom's free!! Night-night!!" I just had time to see she was only wrapped in a short towel, wet hair, shiny wet skin, breasts almost bursting over the top and ass cheeks almost visible underneath, before she disappeared upstairs. I finished my tea, said goodnight to everyone and went to the guest room.
As I got undressed, the image of Kelly remained in my mind and I had to free a particularly hard cock from the confines of my boxer shorts. I really prayed that when I got into the bathroom, somewhere in the hamper Kelly would have left her worn panties and that she hadn't taken them upstairs with her. I entered the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Because I was the last person to use the bathroom, and because I could pretend to be taking a shower, the amount of time I spent in there could be as long as I wanted.
I lifted the lid off the hamper and strangely, there on top of all the clothes were Kelly's panties – the black 'girl shorts' with the pink edging. Now, I don't know how many of you are familiar with these 'girl shorts', but they are a very small, skin tight version of boys boxer shorts, with a wonderful seam that runs up the middle, effectively pulling up in between a girls pussy lips. They look so sexy when on, a definite 'camel-toe' opportunity.
So now, here in front of me, with the gusset laid upwards, as if for inspection, were the pair that Kelly had had on all day, pushed tight and snug up against her wet pussy.
The way they were at the top of the pile, with the gusset 'on show' makes me think that Kelly had deliberately left them where they could be easily found. As far as I am concerned, no one can be that naïve that they can leave a pair of sexy panties in full view of a horny male without knowing whats going to happen to them.
I picked them up and slowly, (to make this moment last longer), brought them up to my nose and lips. They were soaking wet, and smelled so beautiful, I couldn't stop from touching my cock any longer, but I had to do it very gently so that I didn't just explode. The image in my mind, of Kelly pressing them into her pussy before slowly pushing them down her hips and legs, knowing that I would soon be licking them, was almost too much to bear. I continued to inhale Kelly's beautiful, musky, sexy aroma and knew I wouldn't last much longer. I stood in the shower cubicle and hardly dare touch my throbbing cock. I knew I was on the verge of cumming, so I stuck out my tongue to trace the wet line on the gusset of Kelly's panties. As soon as the taste hit my tongue, I exploded all over the walls of the shower. I put the panties back into the hamper and then just stood in the shower for several minutes, letting the warm water calm me down.
In the morning, as I was making coffee, Kelly bounced into the kitchen, put her arms around me and said "Oooh, make me one would you honey" before looking me straight in the eye and saying "I really must put some washing on today, I don't seem to have a single pair of clean panties to wear!!" before turning around a wiggling that sexy ass in skin tight jeans, off to the laundry basket in the bathroom.
