Jack left the kitchen and made his way to the basement, his heart pounding in his chest. The adrenaline rush alone had him feeling like he was eighteen again. Add on top of that the fact that it was his daughter's underpants he was going for, and the head rush had him feeling almost drunk. Despite his earlier guilt and regrets about viewing his own daughter as a plaything, Jack now looked forward to breaking this small taboo. He was eager to see if the forbidden fruit really was the sweetest.
Once in the basement and at the laundry pile Jack took a deep breath to steel his nerves. Emily's underpants were right where he left them on top of the clothes pile. The red and white striped cotton panties seemed to beckon to Jack, daring him to go through with his dirty deed.
Nervously Jack leaned down and scooped up the small pair of panties. With only a slight amount of hesitation he brought his daughter's unmentionables to his nose. He risked a small sniff right on the crotch of the underpants, teasing himself with a whiff of his daughter's sex.
Jack figured it had been a few days since this pair had been worn, and they had been sitting with all the other dirty laundry, so not much scent was left. He brought the panties closer to his face and covered his nose with the fabric. Jack took a slow, deep breath in through his nose. There was still a small amount of musky smell in the cotton undies, but it was only a tease, making Jack desire a more fragrant pair.
Jack dropped the panties back in the pile of dirty clothes and made his way upstairs to Emily's bedroom. Once there he quickly did a scan of her floor until he had found what he was after. Peeking out from just under her bed was a small black thong. Since it was still in her room Jack was hoping that she had just worn these a yesterday. His hopes were momentarily crushed as he thought about how they were under her bed so they could have been there for weeks, but then he told himself that there was only one way to find out.
Jack plucked the black thong from under the bed, and with no hesitation this time, he brought them right to his eager nostrils. Jack took a good long sniff, breathing through the lacy fabric, and was instantly rewarded with a strong odor of his daughter's lady parts. The pungent smell sent off triggers in his mind that went right to his cock. His manhood stood up at attention and started to ache. Jack hadn't been so hard since high school. The wrongness of the situation just seemed to increase his lust.
Since he had gone this far, there was really no turning back. The only question now was should he steal the thong and head back to his computer, or be an even bigger deviant and stroke himself right there in his daughter's bedroom?
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