Caught Him

I used to lose panties thinking my husband would misplace them doing our laundry. Turns it out it was one of the boys that played basketball with our son. Brian, he was the older and taller one of the group. I walked in on him sniffing and wanking to my underwear in our laundry room. When he noticed me he tried to cover up but his manhood was out flopping everywhere. I was shocked, confused and excused myself. I knew I needed to confront him, so I told my son I needed to talk to Brian about his parents. He looked nervous when my son left, I think he thought the worst. I didn’t know what I was going to say when we sat on the couch. I just wanted him to confess to see if he had really stolen my panties before. Well he did, then expressed he wouldn’t do it again. We both eased up when he noticed I wasn’t mad. I wasn’t going to tell his parents, I was somewhat relieved but still unsure where to take the conversation. Until I noticed he still had an erection and was attempting to cover it. There was a visible wet spot around his thigh, I started feeling hot wondering how he looked. Brian looks me in the eyes and tells me he thinks about how I smell and couldn’t get enough so he started taking my underwear. I’m without words, I offer to leave so he can touch himself. Can you stay for a bit? He must’ve noticed my hesitation, he lowers his pants, his manhood jumps out and lands on his stomach. He was rock hard, oozing pre cum. I wanted to look away but I couldn’t, the sight of him pulling his foreskin back was too much. I scoot over to help, the sensation of his cock smeared with pre cum sends me. You smell so good miss G, damn. Brian’s hand starts digging down my top squeezing my breasts together. I want him to cum, I take my top off thinking it will send him off when he sees my bra. Brian gets up, I’m thinking he wants to blow his load on my tits. He shoves his cock in between, thrusting up and down my chest. He’s looking at while fondling my tits, his cock feels huge. Okay I think, this is far enough. Suddenly my tit comes out, he starts sucking. I’m now jerking him off, I’m moaning in pleasure. Then like a pressured hose he pulls back grabs his cock, starts shooting his cum on my chest, with the last streams hitting my neck and face. What a canon on this boy, I clean us up. It’s been a few weeks since, I try to come home late from work to avoid him. I’ve heard from my son he’s asked about me more often.