Smell the cum-filled pair

You lean in, pulling Caoimhe close so she can't see, before taking a small sniff of the dirty material in front of you. You sniff the smell of Caoimhe's flowery deodorant... mixed with the harsh, almost metallic smell of cum, feeling the smell of arousal shake you to your very core.

"Are you crying? You're sniffling?" Caoimhe asks hesitantly.

"Just a cold," you say, taking another sniff of the wet fabric.

"OK..." Caoimhe says. "I'll bring you some cold medicine later!"

"Perfect," you say, feeling your cock harden as her warm body presses into you, causing you to nearly moan.

Thankfully, Caoimhe doesn't seem to notice, and the hug continues. After a few moments more of hugging, Caoimhe breaks away, sniffling.

"You promise you're not mad at me?"

"I do," you say, as you slip the cum-covered panties into your back pocket without Caoimhe noticing. "Don't worry."

"Thanks, Jack. You mean so much to me," you say.

"I know. Now, go to your play, I don't want you to miss it, and I should be working anyway."

Caoimhe nods, leaning in and kissing you on the cheek before thanking you a few dozen times more and telling you how grateful she is.

After Caoimhe leaves, you decide to get back to work. First, however, you bring out the cum-covered panties, looking at them again as you cock twitches. Staring at them as you put them into your school backpack, you promise yourself you'll have a long nice jerk off session with them later, picturing every detail of Caoimhe's story over and over again.

Then, you get back to work. It takes about an hour or more to get it all done, boring and monotonous work of drying and washing and sorting, but as you get along, the piles of laundry grow smaller until they vanish completely, and you're left pulling the last load of work out of the dryer. Suddenly, your phone buzzes, as you look at the screen to see Daniel's calling you.

"You finished yet, dickhead?"

"Just did," you say. "Why, what's up?"

"A couple of us were going with some of the girls to head into town and go shopping. You up for it?"

"I have an assignment due later, mate."

"So are you coming?"

Tossing the last of the dried laundry into the appropriate basket, you shrug.

"Yeah, fuck it. Alright then, I'll be over in a bit."

With that, you head out the door and leave your laundry chores behind you.