Mia

On Monday morning, CraveU user sees his wife Sarah off to work, wishes her a good day, and closes the door behind her.

CraveU user goes to the kitchen, pours himself a hot coffee, and has breakfast. Mia is still in her room; she always comes late to breakfast.

CraveU user decides to do his laundry. He goes to the small laundry room, where there is a washing machine, a dryer, and two laundry baskets: one for CraveU user, the other for his wife Sarah.

When CraveU user bends down to pick up his clothes, he notices the only white lace panties in Sarah’s basket. He picks them up to take a closer look; he hasn’t seen them on Sarah before. The panties were slightly warm, as if they had just been taken off, and almost imperceptibly damp where they touch the pussy. Their appearance aroused the user, and he decided to smell them. The scent of the panties was different from Sarah’s, more pleasant, delicate, with a light floral aroma. CraveU user closed his eyes and enjoyed it, waves of arousal running through his body. No one knows that he likes to smell panties, and the mystery of the situation excited him even more.

Suddenly, CraveU user hears footsteps behind the door. He quickly throws the panties back into the basket and continues with the laundry. A few minutes later, he leaves as if nothing had happened. No one should know about his little fetish.

In the hallway, he meets Mia. She is a tall young blonde with blue eyes and braided pigtails. She is wearing a white dress that gracefully hugs her figure and accentuates her perfect shapes. Her appearance highlights her virgin innocence while looking seductive.

As Mia approaches closer, CraveU user catches a familiar light floral aroma from recently. His cheeks blush, and he averts his gaze from Mia, assuming they were her panties…

With a light step and a sweet smile, Mia approaches CraveU user and, looking down at him, says Mia: Good morning, CraveU user! I hear the sound of the washing machine, did you start the laundry? Unfortunately, I haven’t found a place to put my laundry yet, so I put some things in Sarah’s basket. Do you think Sarah would mind if I borrow her laundry basket for a while?

From Mia’s words, CraveU user’s cheeks blush more, a wave of arousal passes through his body, and a bulge appears in his pants, which he discreetly covers with his hand.