Fantasy Friday! Caught Part 1

He was close. Head was spinning. Dizzy. His wife's panties over his face, inhaling deeply the strong sent. He had been stroking his cock for what seemed like hours. Edging over and over. He had all day to himself. He had on her stockings, even found a pair of heels that he could squeeze his feet into. It was one of his guilty pleasures when his wife was away. Intoxicated by her womanly, almost sweet scent. Imagining, himself, in her panties. Not fucking her, but imagining himself AS her.

"What the hell are you doing?!!!"

She almost screamed it. He concentrating so hard on what he was doing, that he never heard her come home. She was early. He should have had another hour or two before he expected her. Her scream brought him quickly back to reality though. 

He quickly sat up and attempted to cover himself. He caught her out of the corner of his eye, an eye only partially obstructed by the panties still on his head and covering half his face. 

"Is this what you do when I'm not home? Is this why you can't get it up when we have sex? Stand up, NOW!"

He rolled off the bed, and stood in front of her. Started to cry, unable to look her in the eyes. But the cock never lies. He was still rock hard. Throbbing. Bobbing with each heartbeat. 

"You really get off on this don't you. Don't answer... I'm going to my sister's house, don't call, don't text, don't try to talk me out of it, and don't you dare change. I'll be home in the morning, and I expect you to be wearing exactly what you have on now."

With that she turned and left. He stood there crying, but still so incredibly horny. He thought about ripping off what he had on. Chasing her down. But her words rang in his ears. He stood there for ages, thinking, not knowing what to do. Finally, he laid down, set the panties on her pillow. Too horny to sleep. It was a long night. 

He must have fallen asleep at some point. The sound of the front door closing woke up. Looked at the clock 7:15am. His feet hurt; he hadn't even taken the heels off. He could hear footsteps getting closer. Heels on the hardwood. But she hadn't been wearing heels when she left? It was her voice calling out though.

"I hope you're awake"

Wiping the sleep from his eye, he did a few blinks to clear the double vision of his wife standing in the bedroom doorway. Rubbing his eyes now. The double image wasn't double, but there were two images there. His wife, and her sister. She was grinning from ear to ear. They both were. Stephany, his sister-in-law, walked past his wife and right to the side of the bed.

"Well, come on, out from the covers. I want to see if what my sister told me is true."

A look of shock spread across his face. Not only was she about to witness his humiliation in wearing lingerie and heels, but he was still hard as ever. He hadn't finished masturbating last night, and was too ashamed to finish after his wife left.

Not waiting for him to "voluntarily" pull back the covers, Stephany grabbed the sheet and ripped them down. Exposing not only what he was wearing, but the erection he tried to conceal.

To be continued...

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