Poor little Micheal.

“ Why the fuck are you in your underwear Micheal?”Jackie says in a confused state instead of her rage filled just a minute before.

I shoot up from the couch to cover myself and to see my shorts outta the corner of my eye. I also notice something hit the ground, but Jacki sees it too…

“ IS THAT MY FUCKING UNDERWEAR!” She picks up the garment which allows me to notice it was a black thong, as she picks it my heart drops throw the floor as I see a white stain on g-string.

I finally speak to defend myself…. ” Listen Jackie I have no clue how those got there, and it’s not what it looks like.”

Jackie’s tone goes back to. Her rage state, but with a hint of sarcasm. “ Stop Micheal. It looks like you got high st my house and jerked off on my underwear, and I caught you red handed dip shit.”

I reach for my shorts when her stare cements my feet to the floor. “ Jackie I swear… Ben, Chris and me smoked and after that I don’t remember anything. Just waking up to you walking in.” I look into her eyes and see her piercing glare “ Don’t look at me you little freak. I can’t believe you jizzed on my underwear. Take yours off right now. You ruined mine so I get yours. STRIP MICHEAL ! “

Before I have time think I drop my briefs n hand them to her with my eyes glued to the floor. I hear a quick rip as my ripped into underwear now sits at my feet. My eyes shift up to see Jackie’s eyes staring at my dick.