Purloined Panties and the Reciprocal Gift.

I first noticed my panties were missing from the hamper on a Tuesday when I was doing the wash. I knew I had put them in the basket and couldn't find three pair of my nicest panties. I looked on the floor in my room and on the floor in the laundry room and they just weren't there. They weren't in the washing machine or dryer. I put two and two together and went into my teenage son's bedroom.

Peter was in his final months of high school.I had been worried about him because he would go out with his buddies and never talked about girls he liked. He was unusually lovey dovey around me, but I liked that.

I felt kind of bad looking in his room for my missing undies, but I wanted them and his room was the only possible place they might be. If he had them, I knew they wouldn't be easily found, so I started by looking under his bed. Five and a half pairs of white socks, three shoes and a baseball glove were under there...no panties. I looked through the drawers of his dresser, in the upper shelf in his closet...nothing.

I looked in every possible place and couldn't find them at all. I went back into the kitchen, made a sandwich and some iced tea and sat to ponder where they might be. Soon I was back in his room taking bites from my sandwich and being creative in my search. I found them between the mattress and the box springs inside a plastic bag.

I sat on his bed and opened the bag. There were two black pair and one purple pair. I blushed when I saw the white pussy juice stripes in the crotch of those three pair. I was shocked to see teeth marks, showing he had sc****d the dried juices with his teeth. I sniffed the undies and my scent was strong on them.

I was looking at the purple pair when I realized the panties I had on must be soaking wet because my cunt sure was. I imagined Peter lying on his bed, jacking on his young cock and sniffing my panties...maybe even as he imagined fucking me.

I was overcome by that. I lay back on his bed, moved my hand inside my pants after loosening the belt. Oh yeah, my cunt was in the juice making mode. I brought the purple pair to my face and sniffed them as I masturbated on his bed. I imagined him catching me doing it and that got me even hotter. Then I imagined me catching him as he sniffed and jacked off. That made me even hotter. I wondered what his cock was like and was pretty sure he wondered about me.

I don't know what came over me, but I wound up pressing the crotch of the panties I was wearing, pretty blue ones, into the crease of my cunt. My finger moved the material inside me about three inches as I came several times.

I took the stolen panties all out of the plastic bag and put the blue ones inside. They were absolutely soaked with my juices.I sealed the bag and placed it under the mattress. I took a shower and was making dinner when Peter came home just minutes before my husband pulled up in the driveway.

"Hey Mom! Dinner smells great! He came up to me and hugged me like he did every day when he got home from school. I hugged him back hard and kissed him on the side of his chin, just under his mouth. He really liked that and grinned at me. "Dinner will be ready in half an hour. If you have any homework maybe you should start on it now."

He made the petulant c***d sound he liked to put on when I told him to get his work done. He really was a good k**...good grades...conscientious about his chores...yetI looked at him now in a different light. He walked off to his room and was quiet in there while I set the table and got everything served up. His Dad also gave me a hug and said dinner smelled really good. He asked about Peter. I told him Peter was most likely doing his homework. I asked him to knock on his door and say that dinner was ready.

I listened as Bill rapped lightly on the door and said, "Soup's on! Better get in here, because I don't think I can be trusted to leave any for you." There was no immediate answer from Peter. "Peter? Are you in there?" Finally a strained voice said, "Uh yeah Dad, I'll be there in a few minutes...okay?"

Bill and I were eating and almost done when Peter walked in slowly. I looked at him, smiling. He smiled, turned red and sat down quietly. He started eating his dinner. "Did you get your homework done yet honey?"

He stared at his plate and said, "I have some more to do." He was quiet as he ate but I caught him giving me surreptitious looks from time to time. Finally he asked, "May I be excused?" We looked at him oddly because he hadn't finished his dinner and it was one of his favorites. "There's chocolate cake," I said sweetly. "Maybe I'll have some later, but I have some things to work on and I need to get back to it."

We excused him and gave each other a look. Bill whispered, "Maybe it's a girl...?" I nodded my head and said, "Yeah, that would make sense." I felt a twinge in my pussy.

Bill went into the living room and watched the show that he loved and I hated. I sat in the kitchen after cleaning up the table and wondered what Peter was up to in his room. I was pretty sure I knew. I walked silently down the hall and put my ear to his door. I heard his bed springs squeaking and smiled.

The next day after the guys had gone, I walked into Peter's room. I felt a little guilty setting him up like that. I lifted the mattress and pulled out the plastic bag. When I had placed the panties in the bag I had laid them in flat. Now they were in a ball. There was a slip of paper in the bag. On the paper was written, "I'm sorry Mom. Thank you for the present." I pulled the panties from the bag and opened them up. There was a large smear of semen in the crotch right next to the juices I had left in them. I pulled the panties to my nose and smelled my son's cum on my panties. I took off my clothes including bra and panties and used the panties I had just removed to stroke my gushing cunt as I lay naked on his bed.

After I had come and gushed copiously into the undies, I lay there looking around his room imagining Peter lying here last night jacking on his cock while knowing I knew what he was doing. I got up and walked naked into the kitchen, got my cell phone and walked back into his room. I sat on the edge of his bed facing the mirror that was directly across from me. I placed the panties on my thigh, opened my legs and took several pictures of me seated on his bed. I took several closeup standing in front of the mirror, smiling and holding a tit, then a nipple, then spreading my cunt lips. I took the panties he had shot off in last night and held them next to my face with the drying semen next to my face. I took a picture of that. The next pic was of me sniffing his semen. Then there was one of me licking it. I printed the pictures out and placed them in a small plastic bag.

I wrote a note on the same paper he had used for my note. "Don't be sorry honey. I have left you a present I think you will enjoy. We can talk about this sometime if you wish. I was at your door last night and heard you. I wished the door had been cracked open a bit." I placed the plastic bags under his mattress. I took my clothes and my bra and left the room.

When Peter got home that next afternoon he gave me a hug again , but this time he pressed my tits against his chest and kissed me on each cheek. "Mom...You are the best!" I blushed and said he was pretty wonderful. Then, without looking at him said, "There is something new in your room." He stepped back, reddened, then grinned and said, "Thanks Mom!"

I gave him five minutes, ten walked to his closed door and was listening. I heard him whisper, "Holy Fuck!" Then "Wow". Then "WOW!"

I knew he was in a quandry because dinner would be soon and he and I seemed to be in some sort of sordid partnership. I rapped lightly at his door. There was silence for a long minute, then in a weak voice he said, "Yeah?"
"Can we talk about this honey," I said quietly to the closed door.

Another minute passed then I heard him turn the door knob slowly. His face was inches from mine after the door was open. He was breathing erratically and his face was bright red. We stared at each other for five quiet minutes then he said, "I don't know what to say Mom. I...I really like...you know...Wow."

I gave him a hug. This time I pressed my breasts against him. I had no bra on and he gasped at the feel of them against his chest. "Tomorrow is Saturday honey and Dad has an early golf game with your uncle. How about we deal with all this then?"

He stood there silently, mouth gaping as his eyes went from my face down to the nipples he could see through the thin top I was wearing. "Mom...that would be GREAT!"

Everyone turned in early that night. Bill got the benefit of my sexually charged body as I practically ****d him the first time, then let him take me two more times. "Been reading some of those stories again Baby?", he asked as we showered after. I just gave him a mysterious smile and said, "Yeah, that's it."

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