I love touching lingerie too much not to.

You reverently hold the beautiful bra in your fingers and carefully examine the cups. Each cup has a message embroidered into it.

"I want nice big titties," says one cup.

"I love to suck cock," says the other.

Oh god, you think to yourself. This is way beyond eccentric. This is straight to depraved. Maybe it was a good thing Mr. Hewitt was such a recluse if this is what he was thinking all the time?

You take some time to examine the stockings and the garters too. The stockings are made of gossamer fabric which slips deliciously through your fingers. You take a moment to smell the feet which smell very faintly of shoe leather.

The garter belt is a frothy, lacy, stretchy elastic affair. On the inside you find another sentence embroidered:

"I want to be a horny wife who spreads her legs for her husband."

You reach down and adjust your penis. You are fully hard now.

You examine the rest of the box and now that you've minutely examined all of the lingerie (you perv!), there is nothing else of interest.