And then she stole my underwear

I’m lying there, still can’t move my legs. I mean, she really knocked me out. She comes out of the bathroom, already mostly dressed. I’m like, “Don’t go. Stay.”

She’s looking around for her g-string, she can’t find it, she’s considering her options. She grabs a clean pair of my briefs from the open ‘whites’ drawer. She looks me right in the eye, and holds my stare as she slowly pulls them up and on, disappearing under her skirt. A grin edges it’s way onto her face, barely, and then she’s out the door.

Can’t wait to get ‘em back.

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Title by: Pantless
Story by: David

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