Here I’m sitting in Julie’s room doing some schoolwork with her. I have known Julie for years now, and we are basically best friends and do almost everything together. We are both 24 years old, she half a year younger than me. She is wearing black tight yoga pants and white t-shirt as she usually does when at home. One thing that she doesn’t know, is that I have always liked her bit more than just a friend. I like to watch her body, her breasts, and her butt whenever I can without getting caught. She is a pretty girl with blond hair and amazing body. I like to think that my looks are also at least above average.
“Are you listening at all?” Julie asks me suddenly. To be honest, I was again checking her out and fantasizing about her and couldn’t hear a word.
“Oh, sorry. I was in my thoughts. Could you repeat that?” I reply as I quickly move my eyes back on the computer screen instead of her.
“I said that we should take a break. I need to get some snack and go to bathroom,” Julie repeats to me, and I agree.
As soon as she leaves the room, I start to scan it, looking for something specific that I have done so many times before. I spot her laundry basket in the corner of the room and sneak there, listening if Julie is coming back yet. I can’t hear anything, so I start to rummage trough the laundry. I don’t need to do that for long. There you are, I think to myself as I find one pair of her pretty and most importantly, used, underpants. They are pink and have some pretty pictures printed on them. I lift them from the basket, turn them inside out and move them to my face.
I take a deep sniff. Her pants smell great, as always. I get the euphoric feeling from the smell and knowing that I’m doing something forbidden. I can feel myself getting hard.
“Hahaha” I suddenly hear a laugh behind my back. I quickly turn around and hide the pants behind my back. I feel my face getting red.
“I was just. I can explain.” I mutter as Julie looks directly at me from the door of the room.
“You were sniffing my pants, weren’t you?” she asks with a smirk on her face.
“You really think I have not noticed before? My pants going missing from the laundry or suddenly appearing on the top of the basket,” She continues. “I even kept those on for an extra day for you, you know?”
“You… you did?” Is the only thing I manage to mutter as a reply.
“I have also noticed how you look at me, stare at my ass and breasts when you think that I won’t notice. Well, I did,” Julie tells me.
“And since you are such a perv, I think I could use you for some fun, and if you don’t do exactly as I say, I will tell everyone about your little habits,” she continues. Only thing I manage to do is to stare at her and nod, my face still red from embarrassment. Read more »