Caught In His Undies Pt 04

Stew splashed some aftershave on his face and neck as he stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Then he grabbed his comb and quicky ran in through his hair. His morning shower complete he turned and opened the bathroom door and stepped into the small hallway to head to his room to get dressed. As he entered the hallway, he saw someone starting to emerge from Chuck's bedroom.

At first, he thought it was Chuck, but then remembered he had an early class and should already be gone. He was proven correct when he saw Lacey emerge from the bedroom wearing a long white t-shirt that was clearly Chuck's. The t-shirt went down to Lacey's mid-thigh showing off most of her long tan legs and nipple protrusions made it clear that she wasn't wearing a bra. 'How does this keep happening?' Stew wondered to himself as he felt his cock start to rise up in his briefs.

"Hi Stewie." Lacey said with a big broad grin.

"Hi Lacey." Stew said tentatively as he tried to shift his waist out of sight hoping she wouldn't his rising cock that was quickly becoming rock hard. This clearly didn't work as Stew saw Lacey's eyes zone in on his waist and a satisfied smirk form on her face.

"Are you an exhibitionist Stewie?!" Lacey asked with a wicked glint in her eye and satisfied smirk still on her face.

"Huh?" Stew muttered his eyes glued to Lacey's nipples poking into the thin t-shirt she had on.

Lacey stepped up to less than a foot from Stew forcing him to lean up against the hallway wall and started to trace her finger along the waistband of his tighty whities as she said, "I was wondering if you're an exhibitionist. I mean every time I see you, you're in your undies."

Before Stew could try to form a response, he looked down and first got a great down blouse view of Lacey's bare cleavage that brought another throb to his now rock-hard cock. At the same time, he saw Lacey's hand move just south and her fingers start to trace over the tip of his penis.

Even though the stiff cotton of his briefs Lacey's fingers tracing over the tip of his hardon felt wonderful to Stew. He couldn't help but moan as Lacey's bedroom eyes bored into his and she licked her lips in a sexy way that only a sexy woman could.

Stew watched as a sly grin spread across Lacey's face as she continued to gently trace the tip of his cock through his undies. "You don't have to say anything Stewie." she said in a sultry voice. "You're a closet exhibitionist. Stewie my little exhibitionist."

As Lacey continued to trace the tip of Stew's cock with her fingers, she stood up taller and stuck her tongue out and ran it along Stew's chin and bottom lip. As had become usual in these situations, Stew was frozen unable to move as Lacey teased him. Images flashed through his mind of him taking Lacey in his arms and ravishing her in kisses before taking her to bed, but as usual he was too timid and in awe to do anything but stand there and take whatever Lacey had in store for him.

After licking his bottom lip, Lacey went from tracing the tip of Stew's cock to squeezing it with her thumb and forefinger. Stew gulped and moaned at the change in teasing tactics. He then looked down and saw Lacey's forefinger swipe up and off of his cock and undies. As her finger left the front of his undies Stew noticed that the cotton of his briefs was now quite wet with precum.

Lacey then held up her forefinger that she had just traced the tip of his cock with and held it up in front of his eyes. It was clearly damp from tracing his now precum stained briefs. "Whose a bad boy getting his undies wet." she said in a low sultry voice as she wiped her finger off on his nose.

Lacey quickly returned to tracing the tip of Stew's cock through his briefs. Stew started panting as he felt the pressure start to build in his cock and balls. Seconds later he felt the pressure start to go critical.

"Ahhhhh!" Stew cried as he felt his cock explode. His body shook and he leaned harder into the hallway wall as his cock exploded once again filling his undies with hot gooey cum. Lacey continued to stimulate his cock by tracing the tip until it quit pulsing.

As his orgasm subsided Stew leaned forward and put his hands on his thighs attempting to catch his breath. He watched as Lacey pulled her hand off of his cock. He partially stood back up straight as he saw Lacey take that same finger that she had just made him blow with and swipe up one of the streams of cum that was slowly oozing down his legs. She then wiped the glob of cum on his bare chest.

"Well I've got to get a shower Stewie. And you need to get dressed." Lacey said with a grin. She then kissed him on his chin before quickly scampering into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her.

Stew then made his way into his bedroom still somewhat in a daze after yet another intense orgasm from Lacey. He peeled off his soaked undies and tossed them in his hamper and used a dirty t-shirt to dry the excess cum off of himself. With his senses returned Stew knew he needed to hurry up if he was going to get to class in time. He quickly turned back to his dresser to grab a pair of dry undies. His heart sank as he opened his dresser to find there were no more pairs of briefs to be seen. Stew was now regretting the decision to postpone washing clothes, but then again how was he supposed to know Lacey would once again get him to make a mess of himself?

Stew gathered the rest of his clothes as he pondered two things, one what would he do about underwear for the day, and two what was he going to do about Lacey and her devilish antics? And did he even want to do anything about them?