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Chapter 20 by OppositeOfMiddle OppositeOfMiddle

What did I do?

Jerked off with her dirty panties

Don’t look at either woman, just talk. Get it out. Off your chest. Get it into the flames of the fire where it can burn away.

“That was a long night. I flirted and danced with this gorgeous girl only to find out she was there for my roommate. Then my roommate abandons her. We danced all night. We walked home drunk. She held my hand on the bus. She was going to sleep in my bed. She was going to wear my clothes.

“I had a chance.

“Then Ross comes back into the picture and immediately wins her back. But why shouldn’t he? They knew each other in high school. They’d been talking for a while. She flew out here for him. One miscommunication or misunderstanding wasn’t going to change that.

“I watched the two of them go to the basement. I decided to piss before sleeping in my own bed instead of the couch.

“Her clothes were bunched up on the floor: the striped button down, a navy Victoria Secret bra, and pants with a navy lace thong still clinging to the inside.”

I take a deep breath. How else do prepare you humiliate yourself in front of a perfect woman?

“I picked up the bra off the floor first. I was curious. Rachel was a skinny girl but the cup size on the tag hardened my cock. It’s weird. Without even seeing her tits, a number with some letters behind it created the most vivid image in my head.

“So I was standing there with a hard cock…bathroom door closed.

“I bent down and dug out her panties. They were still damp from our walk home. I inhaled her scent, and immediately started humping the air. With her damp lace thong I gripped my cock.

“I stroked myself hard with those skimpy panties, imagining the girl who had worn them all night.

“Before I orgasmed, I covered my tip and exploded her thong.

“I ruined her panties. I was so ashamed. I winning buried them in the trash, hoping they would never be found. I hoped that Rachel never noticed they were missing from her clothes, and if she did I prayed she thought it was Joey that stole them.”

Oh fuck. I wish I had more bourbon. Why the hell did I just confess this?

I finally look up at the two women, hoping they don’t call be a disgusting little creep.

How do they respond?

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