Pick up her bra?

I picked up Rochelle's bra and held it to my face. I could smell a slight hint of sweat mixed with perfume or body lotion and it was intoxicating! I licked the inside of her cups, imagining her nipples pressed up against that spot. I quickly read the label; holy shit 34J!

I looked back out the door to make sure Tim was still in the bathroom. He was.

Amazing. There had been a time or two at Tim's where I had the chance to go into Rochelle's bedroom, but I never had the courage to stay long and the one time I chose a drawer to look into, all it had in it were socks! They also kept a laundry hamper in their bathroom at home, and I had gone through it a few times looking for Rochelle's clothing only to find Tim and Diane's stuff. Rochelle must have kept her dirty clothes elsewhere. Now I had one of her bras in my hand, and one that she had just worn!