Those underwear I kept hidden in my own dresser draw led to so many nights masturbating in my bed to his deep strong masculine scent. It was a scent a...d smell that filled my mind with the pleasures and sexual arousal of what I imagined every strong and masculine grown man must smell like in between his legs and deep inside of his nestled ass cheeks. Some 30 years later I am still as aroused from the heightened sexual rush of eating a mans ass out and thankfully have met so many men who really. I got up and went to my dresser, getting a orange bra and lace panties that matched, and put them on. I went to the bathroom and began to brush my teeth, as I turned on the flat iron. After I was finished brushing my teeth, I started straightening my hair and put on a red bandana. I walked from the bathroom to my closet and grabbed a white tank top and a pair of jeans. I changed and walked downstairs to get a bowl of cereal for breakfast. I heard a sudden knock at the door. I figured it was Zac. Come inside,’ she said, giggling as she pulled him down the boardwalk and into the house which was deserted. ‘What?’ he asked, panting as he started at the blue prints in front of him. ‘I’ve been meaning to redo the part of the house that you’re living in for months now, termites,’ she explained, ‘So this is what the new part is going to look like.’ ‘So where am I going to stay while this is happening?’ ‘In the spare bedroom upstairs, of course,’ she said, giggling like a little school girl.. “I feel…wet down there.”I grinned. The bra got unhooked by my fingers and the panty slipped out of her legs by my teeth. I looked back at her nude form. She was perfectly carved like a statue. Her breasts were fully rounded followed by a curvy hip. Her skin felt smooth and soft. “Anna…stop looking at me like this,” she giggled still with her eyes closed.“How do you know I am staring at you?” I questioned her. “Your eyes are still closed.”“A girl can feel a man’s look easily even though she is.