Rodney was taken to his Aunt Brenda’s house that summer, where he would spend that season. She was a loving woman in appearance, could be sweet and loving, but she could be very strict. Rodney was aware of that, but the day he was left alone in that house, he couldn’t help but do some things and go into places that were not his place. In the first instance, Rodney’s aunt had made it clear to him: “Rodney, I’m going out for a moment. Stay out of trouble”, she had said, and Rodney had merely nodded. Deep down inside Rodney, however, he knew he would explore the entire house. As much as he wanted to, he wouldn’t be able to avoid it. From his bedroom window, Rodney caught a glimpse of his Aunt Brenda coming out. He smiled, and as he saw the car start, he bolted out of the room and into the living room. The idea was to put music on; originally, he hadn’t intended it to be excessive volume, but it ended up so. A very clear thought took shape in Rodney’s mind. He would look in his aunt’s underwear drawer. The music vibrated the walls as Rodney went to his aunt’s room. At that moment, he wanted to wear Aunt Brenda’s underwear. At the thought of it, Rodney became aroused, the din of the music collaborating to inflame his senses. Rodney paused in the doorway, looking around the interior of the bedroom. It was all neatly arranged, so he darted toward the drawers where his aunt’s underwear was sure to be found. Rodney rummaged like a man possessed; he had bitten his lip as he searched, his eyes glistened, and his pupils were dilated; he didn’t know what was wrong, but he had let himself go. The fire had taken over Rodney’s body. His fingers touched silk, lace, cotton? The various panties and other garments made up his Aunt Brenda’s private lingerie. He was convinced his aunt would not be home for many hours, so he looked hard. Rodney was at his cock, running his fingers over a spectacular black panty, and he twitched. Was that normal? Rodney didn’t care; he wanted to keep playing until he found the right panty. The booming music invaded Rodney’s ears, and he let his feelings flow. A fantasy that he didn’t know could be so powerful was coming true before his eyes. A shiny-looking panty appeared in his field of vision. Rodney opened his eyes much wider. It was a red-colored satin panty. “Oh, my God.” Mumbled towards the empty room Rodney as he pulled off the shorts he wore at home. Underneath, he had nothing on. He brought to light a very stiff cock. The panties were sexy. That was Rodney’s opinion. He was slowly putting them on with great joy, savoring the moment that might not be repeated that summer. His aunt wasn’t coming home yet. But you know she’ll show up, don’t you? Click here to read the second part and call me for some roleplay phone sex!
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