“Alright, help yourself to some coffee. I just made it.” Cody’s mom walked back into her bedroom. Cody watched her leave and looked at his mom in the short shirt. She did have a nice ass. He realized there was no way she was wearing any shorts. It was just a t-shirt and some panties. He looked again closely and could see the outline of her thong. Hmm, he thought, not just panties but a thong.
He went back to his room.
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A few hours went by and Lindsey was about to leave the house.
“Bye Cody, I’m leaving now. I should be home sometime about six,” she called out.
“Ok Mom, tell grandma I’ll be over to visit her and grandpa soon,” he replied. He heard the door close and she was gone.
Cody was home alone. He had been thinking about the image of his mom form this morning – the little shirt showing her nice butt with some kind of sexy thong. His cock was stirring.
When he was younger he used to sneak into his parents’ bedroom when no one was home and go through his mom’s underwear drawer and even the dirty laundry hamper. He was always surprised to see such skimpy sexy underwear. It did not look like “mom” underwear. Lindsey wore little bikinis, booty shorts, but mostly thongs and g-strings.
He would find a pair that looked fun, strip off his clothes, and use the underwear and masturbate. He always felt really dirty wrapping his mom’s panties around his cock, but he was horny and had a thing for panties. Where else was he going to find such a wonderful collection of women’s undies?
The idea of his old habit came back to him. He quietly walked to his mom’s bedroom even though no one was home. He stood in the doorway for a moment before walking over to her panty drawer. He pulled it open. He saw white cotton bikinis, lacy panties and g-strings, colorful thongs and booty shorts, all folded nicely and neatly. He was always careful if he picked out a pair to put it back right where he found it and folded the same way. Many times it was easier to find a dirty pair and just throw them back into the hamper. He did not want to imagine what would happen if she found out. The humiliation and shame would be almost unbearable.
He looked down on the floor to his right. He saw the t-shirt from this morning and his heart skipped, and he closed the drawer.
The light blue cotton t-shirt was crumpled on the floor. Of course, that wasn’t what Cody was looking for. He slowly bent down and picked up the shirt. There it was. The thong she must have been wearing from this morning was laying right there. He didn’t pick it up yet.
He put the shirt down and quickly started to undress. Once he was completely naked, he went back for the worn thong he was going to use. He picked it up. It was a see-through dark pink color and a true thong, not a g-string. The material was thin and as Cody held it up he looked inside the crotch, right where his mom’s pussy had been. A few white stains covered the thong, some were still a bit wet, but it was mostly dry at this point. Cody’s penis stiffened. He felt his cock growing and his balls tingle.
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