Neighbor's Panties

Some people might find this story boring, but it is totally true. I think a boring true story is far more sexy than a really exciting fake story. Just my opinion. I was about 39 when this happened. The neighbor girl was about 35.

About 5 years ago, I lived in 4 unit townhouse with my wife at the time. (Now divorced). One of the neighbors was a very attractive Ukrainian girl,  who had moved in a few years prior. She was petite, about 5'3", shoulder length blonde hair and smaller breasts, which, personally, I am very attracted to. 

Just recently she had become the person in charge of collecting the housing association checks. Because of this, we had started texting about  things related the association, etc.

When she moved in initially, it was her and her husband. I had not seen him around in months, I just assumed  they had separated, it didn't mean much to me. One day while texting, I mentioned that I hadn't seen her husband in awhile. I told her it was none of my business,  but, if she ever needed anything, to let me know. She was basically a working single mother with a young daughter. She told me that  they had separated and were probably getting a divorce. I told her I understood since my marriage looked to be heading that way, as well.

Later that night, she texted me, and we talked about more personal things. She eventually asked me if I had "a thing for her", because I had offered her help, and told her if she ever wanted to talk, feel free to text me. I told her I did, as it was obvious.  From then on, we would text almost every night after she got home from work. Usually late. Eventually, we would talk about sexual stuff, as we both had not had sex in awhile. She sent 2 or 3 pics of herself in sexy bras, panties and such. She was a manager at Victoria's Secret, which was a nice bonus for me. I would usually end up jerking off while we were texting, which she claimed she was flattered by.

One morning, after it had stormed all night, she texted me and said the sump pump had leaked in her basement. Her dad had come over, and he had stopped it temporarily. She told me they had to go to a funeral that morning, and would get someone out to fix it later. In the meantime, she asked if I could come over periodically to make sure it didn't start leaking again.  I told her no problem. 

Eventually, they left for the funeral. So after about 45 minutes, I went over to check the pump in the basement. It was fine. As I was heading back to the stairs, I noticed the laundry room door was open. I couldn't resist.  I walked in and saw a laundry basket with what I assumed was her dirty laundry. I saw a few lacey black bras and several pairs of black panties and thongs. I'm not typically into panties, but I picked up a pair and had to sniff them. Immediately, my cock got hard. I buried my face in them, even licked them a bit. I started stroking my cock, thinking about her wearing those panties all day long at work. After a few minutes  of sniffing her panties and stroking myself, I came. I never got off like that before. I still think about that to this day. And, I still jerk off just thinking about that. I never told her, not sure how she would react. My only regret was not keeping a pair of her panties for myself.