Caught!

 Rule 18 post (= + 18)

There always comes a time when no matter how hard you try to conceal things, no matter how careful you are, sooner or later the law of averages catches up to you. Had I been able to control my impulses to be drawn to Anna's things, then maybe I would have been spared, but the pull of the Silk Trap was too strong, it's lure to great and I found myself finding reason to go over to her house when no one was home for "clothing quickies" as I termed it. Get in, put on, jerk off, get out, simple as that. The thrill was quite the rush and I was addicted. This carried on for over a year and as a very stupid (33)yr old I kept pressing my luck.

On one fall afternoon I took what I thought was a very safe opportunity as I knew that Anna was out shopping with my sister and I figured I had plenty of time to pull off yet another quickie. I entered the house as I had done countless times by now, and went about my business of slipping into whatever I found most appealing at the time. I remember laying back on the bed with a pair of her panties on my face stroking wildly when suddenly there was a noise! For a split second I froze! Completely still I strained to hear if the noise was an aberration or was someone in the house?? The problem was I couldn't hear a damn thing over the pounding in my chest and the blood rushing through my ears! I was terrified! 

 Suddenly I hear another noise. Shopping bags...Anna was HOME! I was wearing a pair of her red satin panties and a black slip with stockings while still wearing a pair of her lace panties on my face. I was absolutely horrified to be discovered like that! I quickly got off the bed, scouped my clothes up, which I always put in a pile to be safe and my mind raced of how I could get to the main bathroom without being discovered as surely Anna would be bringing her shopping bags to the master bedroom. My mind raced, my heart raced faster, and I was terrified of being discovered. 

There would be no explanation that could be accepted if I was wearing a stitch of her clothes, none , zero. I heard Anna go back outside to the car and I broke for the main bathroom, rapidly getting out of her things and racing to put my clothes on. When dressed I wondered what on earth to do with Anna's clothes???? I couldn't leave them on the floor in the main bath and I couldn't risk putting them back. My mind started to settle for a moment as for the time being I was safe locked in the main bath. I could simply say I was on my way home from a friend's on my bike when I needed to go to the bathroom badly and knowing where the key was I decided to make an emergency stop. Ok, that was my cover story but what about her clothes??? I was sooo screwed!!!

I folded up the slip and stashed it under the sink vanity. It was the bulkiest item. The stockings and panties I decided to put back on, it was my only hope, but I didn't know how long it would be until the slip was discovered?? The front door closed again and I decided to hit flush on the toilet.

 

"Hun, is that you?" Anna called out.

"Err, no," I stammered from behind the bathroom door, " It's just me, I needed to use the washroom really bad while I was on my way home from a friend's." 

It sounded as fake hearing it as it was saying it. I opened the door ready to make a hurried exit, when Anna saw me. I must have been 8 different shades of red, and if she noticed, she wasn't saying anything.

"Oh, ok..well that's alright... I guess"

The words "I guess" filled me with dread. She knew something wasn't adding up and I simply wanted to escape in the worst way.

"Can you help me with some packages I picked up today?" Anna asked

" Of course" I stammered where are they?" 

In the trunk, they might be a bit bulky to carry, can you get them?"

So off to the car I hurried, my pants still bulging from the feel of her stockings against my jeans and the silk panties cupping my raging hardon. Of all the times I didn't need a stiffy with panties on this was it. I grabbed three boxes, stacking them to make a pile to hide my crotch and brought them in. 

" Where do you want them?" I called out as Anna was not in the main room. 

" In here, down the hall" She called out and I was once again filled with terror. She was calling from the master bedroom...I carried the packages slowly down the hall straining to hear any sound indicating if I was a lamb to slaughter or not, but I hear nothing. I entered the all too familiar Garden of Eden, which by now had become a house of horrors to see Anna in the walk in closet. "In here please?" She said.

 

I placed them down, " There ya go" and turned around to bolt when I saw that in my terrified haste to escape to the main bath, I had forgot to close two of Anna's dresser drawers! The panty / stocking drawer, and the slip drawer!!! Oh my God, had she noticed??? Most of the master bedroom was always so impeccable, I began to simply die on the spot, I was sure that she knew the real reason why I was there!

"I gotta get going, ok, see ya later...thanks for the use of the bathroom" I muttered and made a hasty retreat, wincing wistfully at the scene left behind. I rode home, my guts in knots still wearing her stockings and panties and waited for what was surely to come. I just didn't know when.....