Jack rushed down the stairs and clumsily ran through the hallway, knocking down a lamp and a few picture frames in his panic. His destination was the laundry room; hopefully whoever recovered his basket hasn’t sorted through it yet. He finally came upon the laundry room and found his basket on top of the dryer, clothes were still inside, he searched through it as if he were seeking diamonds.
‘Ah ha!” He rejoiced. Jack found the panties just as he had left them; bunched up and sticky with dried semen. Not knowing what to do now that he had located the missing panties, he simply hand washed them himself. After they had somewhat dried he took them upstairs to place them in Ashlin’s room.
“wow.” Jack was surprised upon seeing how clean and organized Ashlin’s room was. He never once told her to clean her room following the divorce so it came as a shock to see how much of a neat freak she was on her own. “It was the top middle drawer right?” Jack asked himself trying to recall where Ashlin kept her panties. His guess was correct, he opened the drawer and to his delight he was greeted by a diverse rainbow of Ashlin’s underwear.
The drawer was as organized as any other part of the room, Ashlin kept her panties organized in rows and columns, coordinated by color and fabric. Jack found himself starring at everything from lace to satin, red to lavender, bikini cut to thong. Without thinking he pulled out a black satin thong with a tiny pink bow on the front and admired how his daughter wears such provocative underwear. Then his mind recalled the sexy pink bra she had worn during her doctor’s visit. His cock came to a full erection, very noticeable insider his lose boxers.
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