I parked and strolled into work. Sandra was at the usual station, primly dressed in her uniform scrubs, and a clinic issued warm up jacket. I settled ...n, and started my day.Patients cane and left, prescriptions were written, tests ordered, the day passed. Around mid day, Sandra draped her warm up jacket over the back of her chair. She looked a little warm, flushed sort of, and she turned away from me as if suddenly shy. I thought of my dream plan the previous night, and wondered.Coincidentally,. I used to take bath at their place and then I used to see the bra of aunty hung on the string in the bathroom. Curiosity took me further to touch it, feel it and smell it. My dick used to become harder and I used to get afraid of coming out of the bathroom as she would notice it, so I used to take longer to come out until my dick subsided erection.One day, my neighbour aunty asked me whether I spilled water on her clothes in the bathroom because she found it to be wet (touched by me in wet. I continued doing that each time I saw her in transparent gown with high heels every day. After one month passed, I was already starting work. Mom demanded I must give her 30 percent of my salary every month for her living. Life continued the same for me jerking off every night in my room the thought of banging my mom. It gotten more frustrating as days passes as what I was doing was just fantasy, not real. But I had to. I can’t be possibly asking my mom for real. In the fourth month mom. I reached in and pulled out a rainbow thong, I could smell a sweet scent radiating off of it from more than a foot away. As soon as I had the thong in my hands I started to feel my penis growing and I thought to my self "this night just got infinitely more interesting". I Pulled out my dick and started pleasuring myself right there in the hallway as I brought the rainbow thong to my nose to inhale deeply. It was the most beautiful smell I had ever smelt, it smelt like the most delicious candy.