The thought of her radiance, her beauty, flicked through my body like a million switches all turned on at once. And in a second, the light traveled a ...ear and I realized this was so very wrong. My 15-year-old daughter. Probably sitting at home with Oliver watching teatime TV and dreaming up more romantic advice for me to follow blindly. My 15-year-old daughter? I’m coming home fantasizing about her? My heart murmured in condemnation and my wife stared at me disapprovingly and I stared back and. ..how long have you been there?’ she was wearing just a dressing gown ‘A little while’ she smiled She then unveiled what was under her dressing gown, it was the same pair of panties that I had begun to wank over about a week ago, the dark red and black ones, this time with suspenders. ‘I don’t know why, but I found these lying around in my bedroom last week, you wouldn’t happen to know about why would you Charlie?’ I couldn’t speak, I was too lost in her body, it was perfect in every way. I even posted pics of her panties and of her too. That excited me to no end and had me jerking off like I was in middle school again. It's so taboo, so naughty, and I'll know she'll never find out, but the thrill of taking something so intimate from her brought back that thrill in jerking off. I still jerk off using her panties, with one pair stuffed in my mouth, another wrapped around my face, and the last wrapped around my dick. Maybe I'll put her pics back up again, I kept taking them down. Her regular customers loved her. They wouldnt even come into the place when she wasnt working. Tonight though, had been unusually slow for a weekend. It made the time drag by slower, and she couldnt wait to lock the door and head out. Earlier, her friend Terry had poked her head in the door and said, "Dont forget to come up when ya get off. We'll be there waiting for you."After locking up for the night, she walked on up the street, headed for the place Terry had told her to meet up. It was.