I let out an audible sigh, hardly believing I was at the mercy of a masseuse for the second time that day. I groaned my approval after she asked me if...it was ok. I could feel the front of her body almost pressing against the back of mine and had to resist the urge to sink back into her. She worked her hands over my shoulders and slowly down my arms, massaging as she went, slowly sitting down on her feet as she went, I could feel the insides of her thighs cradling the outside of mine. I felt her. They were still a bit damp. She must have taken them off recently. I felt my cock begin to stir in my jeans. I held the underwear up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The aroma was intoxicating. A blend of Chanel perfume and Jessica's sweet pussy. My dick was rock hard, now. I stuck the panties in my pocket and headed upstairs. After locking my bedroom door, I stripped off and lay on my bed. I held my stepmother's panties up to my nose and inhaled her essence again. God, I loved her smell. I. It was New Years Eve of my senior year in high school, I had been dating Harry since seventh grade and now we were 18 and I just knew we were going to marry. So much so that I let Harry have his way with me since I was 15. We screwed in his bed, my bed, his parents bed, the couch, kitchen table, floor, bath tub, shower, basement, on the dryer, the porch, his back yard, the front seat, back seat, the locker room at school, a picnic table in the park, at the beach, just about anywhere we went. I. Even if you told the truth, there's no guarantee your partner did."She went back to asking questions."Do you take any drugs?"The bluntness of the question caught him by surprise. "I thought not," Nurse Seeley went on, "Never mind." On the face of it, you probably don't need testing at all, but we'll make certain, shall we?" she told him. He went back to the waiting room and then a doctor called him into the examination room. A blood test was taken, then a fine swab during a quick genital.