14th March 2012
I found them underneath the foot of the bed, a little crumpled up ball of lace and satin just waiting to be found. They are not my panties and when I showed them to Sir he smiled and said they were definitely not his either and so it would seem that someone has lost their knickers.
They smell of her and I can see her dried juices on them. I have spent ages with them pressed to my face, drawing her scent into me with every breath, my eyes closing as the memories of her flood my mind; the taste of her on my tongue, the look in her eyes as I slid my fingers into her and the feel of her cunt as she came for me.
As I draw them up over my thighs and admire them in the mirror my reflection is clouded by the image in my head as I remember seeing her in them for the first time. They way they framed and accentuated the beautiful curve of her bottom and the contrast between the black lace, the flawless skin and then eventually the red bruising dances before my eyes and I reach out and run my fingers over my own marks that I still carry from the weekend.
I can feel myself growing wet as my mind plays over our time together and before I know what I am doing I am slipping my fingers beneath the waist band and reaching into my own juices. Laying back on the bed I let my mind finally go and I am back on my knees in front of her, my mouth devouring her clit and my fingers filling her cunt. I can see her lips parted and her breath comes in short little gasps and she lies back against him and lets me take her. He asks her if I am good, her reply is whispered and I can’t hear it but when I look up at him he is smiling. She comes on my fingers and I feast on her juices and I come at the memory of her and all that surpassed between her and I
They are back on the corner of the mirror now and I have checked a few times that they still smell of her and not of me. I shall not wear them again in case I contaminate them with my smell, instead I shall keep them safe and enjoy their heady scent and the memories of her until such time as returns and reclaims them as her own again.
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