Naughty Betty And The Adult Theater-pt-3

Naughty Betty and the Adult Bookstore.

I had just kissed her goodbye and watched her leave. My heart felt sadness to see her drive away. I told myself I think she will be back as I went on into the cabin. I cleaned up from breakfast and went upstairs.

I could still smell our sexual essence in the air. I looked over at my bed and it seemed so empty. Then it occurred to me that it was made. I didn’t remember making it before we went down for breakfast. I wanted to keep the sheets the way they were, but also knew I hoped that she would be coming back soon, maybe even tonight. I decided to change the sheets so I pulled the quilt back and when I did I saw them.

A delicate little pair of panties placed strategically on my pillow. I laughed out loud, “That dirty little girl.” I reached down and picked them up and held them to my nose and smelled in the wonderful sent of my new lover. “Mmmmmm, I can’t get enough of this women.” I took them away and looked at them and saw a little stain of her girl cum.

I never understood men who would say that they would not text or call a women the next day after having sex. I think that is a cruel way to be. I would hope that she would want to hear from me. I didn’t want her to have any doubts about what I felt about the time we spent together. An idea came to me and I grabbed my cell and took a picture of me holding her panties to my nose right on her cum spot and sent it to her with the caption, “Thank you for the gift!”

30 seconds later she returned a message, “Oh My, did I forget those? What ever am I going to do all day without them.” then a picture came through. It was a selfie of her dress pulled up showing herself without any panties. I thought, this is going to be fun. I sent back, “Mmmmmmmmmmh, can’t wait to return them to you, after I have spent some time with them.” I slipped them into my pocket.

I then changed the sheets, worked out and cleaned up like I always do every morning. I took the sweet present out every now and then and held it up to my face deeply breathing in and then putting them back. Time slipped away and it was noon before I knew it. My phone chirped in, it was a message from Betty, “I hope you have enjoyed your morning. Uhm, could you bring me my gift back to me?