Aroma Therapy - Sex Stories

Aroma Therapy

... what to do this afternoon. This was the first time in a long time that I hadn't picked up an extra shift on my four-day break and I wasn't used to figuring out how to occupy it.

My phone vibrated. 'Hey okay to bring the bread over?'

I texted back yes and about five minutes later there was a knock on the door. I answered it and Jan was standing there. She had a loaf of bread in one hand and a small purple gift bag in the other.

"Hey... need to drop these off and get back. Ron ran out so the kids are in the house alone. I don't want Ryan to murder Zach. Bread and an apology... uh... gift. See you later." She handed them to me and was off the porch and heading home.

"Thanks." I yelled at her back.

I unwrapped the aluminum foil and found a loaf of cinnamon bread. I then opened the purple bag and saw two zip lock bags inside it. I pulled one out and it took a second to recognize what was inside it. I gasped and pulled the second one out and it had the same thing.

I opened one of the bags and pulled out a purple cotton thong. It felt a little damp. I nervously held it in my hands and slowly brought it up to my nose. My dick instantly hardened as the scent became apparent. I quickly tucked it back into the Ziplock bag and was picking up the other bag when my phone vibrated, and I opened a text.

'It dawned on me that you probably didn't have access to any of these. Providing them as an apology. You can return them when you are done. Please be discreet about it.' ...

... Jan had added a smiling and winking emoji.

I set the phone down and opened the other Ziplock bag. A black thong was inside it and the aroma from it hit my nose before it got close to my nose. I tucked them back in the bag and picked my phone back up and started typing. I started my message several times and deleted it before finally sending.

'Wow. Thank you. Will be discreet.'

I had considered putting something in the text about using them but wasn't sure if that would be stepping over the line. I left my phone on the counter and took the two Ziplock bags upstairs. My iPad was sitting on the night stand, and I picked it up and dropped my shorts and climbed onto the bed. My normal routine would have been to dig a pair of Christine's worn panties out of the hamper and find an erotic story to read. Once I was pretty worked up, I would lay her panties on my nose and open the photo app and look at pics of my wife on it while stroking my dick until I orgasmed.

Today I was already worked up just from being given Jan's worn panties, so I skipped the erotic story part of jerking off. I opened one of the Ziplock bags and brought them to my nose. The scent on them was way stronger them any of Christine's panties I had used, and I was very hard as I slowly started to stroke my dick.

When I felt the first stirring of an orgasm, I opened my iPad and went to Facebook. I found Jan's page and opened her photos. Most of the recent ones were pics of her kids. You could see that ...