Straight Male / 27
Caught Looking For Panties, In The Worst Possible Way
My friend's parents and his younger sister went away for the night so all the guys went round for a drinking session party. The entire night I couldn't shake the horny idea of sneaking into his sister's room and looking through her panties. As the night went on, I would try every time I went upstairs to pee, to see if I could sneak into his sister's room quickly and steal some or see what else she had in her drawers.
Eventually, as everyone was pretty drunk and rowdy downstairs, I realised it was a good time to be quick into her room and take a peak. I went in, in the dark, opened her top drawer and - bingo - I found all her underwear. I pulled out a bra, but it was pretty unattractive. A beige thing, disappointingly unsexy or flattering. Then I pulled out a pair of panties but they were again like horrible old granny panties. Something wasn't right.
As I was holding these panties, I looked to the side and suddenly realised someone was in her bed right next to me, looking at me. It was his Grandma. His very old Grandma who was developing dementia and was now living with them, and staying in that room. She hadn't gone away with the parents. She'd stayed home with my friend. She'd gone to bed early, as Grandmas do, and was now staring at me. I think she was probably scared and already feeling intimidated by all the guys having a rowdy drinking session downstairs.
I was, and am still, mortified by what happened. I never saw her again before she died maybe a year later. In a way I felt relieved that nobody would ever find out from her, and even though it was a mistake I didn't mean for, I know I did a terrible thing.
Eventually, as everyone was pretty drunk and rowdy downstairs, I realised it was a good time to be quick into her room and take a peak. I went in, in the dark, opened her top drawer and - bingo - I found all her underwear. I pulled out a bra, but it was pretty unattractive. A beige thing, disappointingly unsexy or flattering. Then I pulled out a pair of panties but they were again like horrible old granny panties. Something wasn't right.
As I was holding these panties, I looked to the side and suddenly realised someone was in her bed right next to me, looking at me. It was his Grandma. His very old Grandma who was developing dementia and was now living with them, and staying in that room. She hadn't gone away with the parents. She'd stayed home with my friend. She'd gone to bed early, as Grandmas do, and was now staring at me. I think she was probably scared and already feeling intimidated by all the guys having a rowdy drinking session downstairs.
I was, and am still, mortified by what happened. I never saw her again before she died maybe a year later. In a way I felt relieved that nobody would ever find out from her, and even though it was a mistake I didn't mean for, I know I did a terrible thing.
