Smelly knickers

After a few months now my wife and I had been seeing less and less of each other, with my wife now having to stay away with work commitments until eventually she told me that she’s leaving. As any normal husband I asked if she’d met somebody else and was told no. In the heat of the moment I kicked her out and she packed her bag for the evening. While away I started to miss her and let her back in until she found somewhere else to live. We both tried to get on with our separate lives and she slept in the spare room. As I work from home as soon as she left for work I found her night bag and riffled through it, expecting to find a cum stained crotch in her pants. To my surprise there was no stains to be seen other than the usual pussy residue. My heart started pounding, my cock burst into life and I became dizzy as I lifted the worn out crotch to my nose and inhaled that sweet honey smell of her pussy. With every inhalation the smell seemed to get stronger. I placed the knickers over my face to free up both hands as I grabbed my balls and began vigorously pulling my cock until I blew my load all over the bathroom floor. With my legs now weak and trembling I cleaned up the mess I’d made and confis**ted the knickers to be put to further use. I can’t quite believe that I’ve never had this experience before and now each day as she leaves I’m checking for spunk stains but more importantly I’m getting my kicks. God knows what will happen the day I find the spunk but one thing I know is that I’ll have shot my load before we discuss it.