Chapter 1

I pulled into my driveway at 11:45 on Tuesday. Normally I don’t go home for lunch but today I was tired and I knew there were some leftovers from last nights dinner in the fridge. There didn’t seem to be anyone in the house, which wasn’t really that surprising. My wife was at work, and my step-daughter was at school. When she left, we rented out her room to a couple of my wife’s friends.

Steve was about our age and was currently a massage therapist. He had just opened up a new office that was closer to our house. His little sister Monica was almost 20 years younger and was in her mid 20’s. She wasn’t currently working and had stopped going to school so was usually home most of the time she wasn’t helping Steve out in his office. They were pretty cool as roommates/tenants, helping out with stuff around the house and taking care of our dogs when we traveled.

Steve was divorced and seemed more intent on working on his career rather than dating, in the time that I’ve known him he didn’t seem at all interested in any women. Monica was a self-proclaimed lesbian, although she also didn’t seem to have any outside interests and as far as I know, any past relationships with anyone, much less a woman.

She was pretty cute though. She was only about 5’0, barely, with curly short brown hair and glasses. Maybe 120 tops. Her defining feature though was HUGE tits. I mean huge. Like I can’t stop staring at them huge. Luckily she was either used to it or didn’t catch me as much as I thought. She also rarely, if ever, wore a bra. So to make matters worse, her nipples would always show through whatever shirt she wore which made it harder not to stare.

So today, I opened the front door and spent a few minutes petting the happy dogs before heading into the master bedroom. As I headed towards the door for the master bath, I was surprised there was a light on. The door for the master bath was on the left side of the room, when you walked in the double vanity was on the right with the shower next to it. On the left was a door for the walk-in closet and then the water closet next to it. Normally we turned off all the lights when we left for work and I did remember doing it today. The light in the closet was on and I heard some rustling around.

“Weird” I thought to myself, “Maybe Ally came home early from work, but no, her car isn’t here”

I quietly made my way through the door and peeked into the closet. Monica was in there and was going though our dirty laundry basket. She had a pair of my wife’s used panties in her hand and I watched as she brought them up to her face and breathed in. Her other hand was up her shirt and I could see she was playing with one her huge tits.

I don’t know if she just sensed my presence or if I had audibly gasped because all of sudden she spun around and saw me standing there in the doorway. She dropped the panties onto the floor and her hand flew out from under her shirt. Her nipples were quite visible from her the pajama shirt she was wearing.

“OH! umm, I ... ummm I uh I didn’t know you were home” she babbled quickly. All of sudden her face changed a bit and I could tell she was trying to figure a way out of this.

Now personally, I’m pretty easy going and to be honest, while it was a pretty big invasion of privacy I didn’t think it was a big deal. Matter of fact, I was kind of turned on at this point thinking about her getting off thinking about my wife and using her panties to do it. I almost caught myself thinking I wished I had come in a few minutes later when she may have been doing a bit more than just tweaking her big titties. My cock had started to get a little hard in the few seconds thinking about it and I shifted a bit to make it more comfortable.