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... should I know?' 'Because you took them from our room yesterday. I fucking saw you, remember? Now I want them back.' 'Look, young lady, I don't care for the accusation, and I really don't care for your language.' 'I could give a shit what you care about. I saw you letching over my legs all day yesterday. You're a creepy perv. I know you were thinking about fucking me. Then I saw you in our room. I know you took them. Fuck knows why you creep. Now I want them back.' 'Look, whatever you think you saw I didn't take your tights. Now leave me alone.' 'Auntie Eleanor,' Naomi called at the top of her lungs. I panicked and jumped up to clasp my hand on her mouth, 'Shut up!' I hissed. I had pushed her against my desk and I was pressed against her. Luckily it seemed that my wife or s****r, who were no doubt in the conservatory listening to music, hadn't heard her call. She smelt great, my already hard cock twitched in my pants. Gawd I so wanted to bend her over my desk and fuck her brains out. For a lunatic moment I even imagined I could fuck her and still keep my hand on her mouth to silence her. Suddenly Naomi bit my hand and I pulled it away in pain. She made to call out again so I grabbed her face and kissed her hard on the mouth. At first she fought me, wriggling to get free. But I had her pinned between the large, heavy, immovable desk and me. Her hands pushed me back but I held her firm. My body pressed into hers and my hands either side of her face. She moaned into my mouth and ...

... I probed between her lips with my tongue. To my surprise her tongue followed mine back into my mouth and now we were kissing like lovers. To my even greater surprise Naomi's hand moved down to grasp my engorged cock through my jogging pants. I gasped and she broke away from our kiss and hissed, 'This is what you really want isn't it? You want to fuck me. But you can't so you're stealing my underwear instead. You're a pathetic wanker. Now give me back my tights!' With a final hard squeeze of my cock she pushed me back. There was bl**d on her face. My hand was bleeding from her bite. She just stared at me and I knew she had won so reluctantly I opened the drawer and retrieved her tights. They were still in the tissues I'd wrapped them in the previous night. I pulled the package apart to free them but the tissue just ripped and bits of it stuck the to the patch of dried-in spunk. 'They're a fucking mess, what've you done,' Naomi scolded and snatched the bundle from me. She turned them over in her hands and then looked up at me, 'This is your spunk isn't it? You fucking wanked in my tights. You really are a fucking pervy bastard.' With that she threw them down on my desk. 'You may as well keep these now but you can buy me some more.' 'I will.' 'You fucking better, creepo, otherwise I'm telling. OK?' I agreed and she turned as if to leave but I said, 'Wait, where are you going?' 'Why, scared are you,' she giggled mischievously, 'Think I'm going to tell on you?' 'It's just that you ...