I don’t know what made me do it, but I got a sudden urge to look for her underwear. I started opening up drawers until I found her panty drawer. �...Oh man, jackpot!” I whispered as I went through the drawer taking out some pairs. There were black ones, red ones, thongs, granny panties, and boy shorts. The sexiest one I found though was a black pair of thongs with a white floral pattern. My dick was getting rock hard thinking about Mrs. Gray in these.As I continued to look I heard someone coming. .or fast…..or fast….good ….keeping going. She was not able to hold more and started creaming that she is cuming. But i will continue and stroking here on the same pace. He voice have changed an bit and i can feel her liquid flooding in her pussy. I guess she had her first cum by that time. But i keep continuing storing her. She asked to me stop but i didn’t listen keep stroking and soon she had her 2nd as well. I was also not able to hold any more and cum inside her only. I slowly down the. I went upstairs to change out of my work clothes and noticed a shopping bag from Victoria’s Secret. I peeked inside and saw a black lace garter belt and a package of black, fishnet stockings.Marissa showed up four beers later; giving me enough time to really get mad.“Oh, hi honey,” she said cheerily. “I thought you’d still be at work.”“I’ve been home for over an hour,” I said grumpily.“Oh, I’m sorry.”“Is that all you’re sorry about?” I asked, trying to start a fight.“No, I’m sorry that we had a. I guess I could have done the same, but the realisation that I couldn't satisfy my woman really impacted my confidence. I discovered porn which seemed to be made for someone like me. I could spend hours and hours trawling the Internet watching videos, and gradually became a pathetic gooner. I could rub my dick for hours looking at these stunning women knowing I could never get them. My porn taste evolved from vanilla to anal, pissing and then to my surprise, shemales. It really surprised me.