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Title: Close To Being Caught
One day I got a call from a friend of mine, asking if I could do some work for his mom. I knew she lived by herself in a new house in a clearing in the woods just outside of town. A few neighbors around, but not many. I had never met my friend?s mom, her name was Charlotte, but I figured she was in her 60?s and not worth a second thought.
When I pulled up to the house I heard Spanish guitar music through the open windows. Charlotte met me at the door, and you could have knocked me over with a feather. She was gorgeous, older but gorgeous. Probably in her mid-50s, Charlotte had fairly short sandy brown curly hair, great breasts, and a nice figure with maybe an extra 10 pounds. Very nice. After making small talk for a few minutes, she showed me the garden she needed cleared out, the ladder so I could clean the gutters, and so on. I got to work, figuring this wouldn?t be my day to explore. Boy was I wrong.
About an hour after I started working, Charlotte stepped out on the porch wearing an incredibly thin and clingy sundress and told me she had to go to the grocery store. It?ll take an hour and a half or so, she said. Do you need anything? No thank you, I replied. But if you don?t mind could you leave the door unlocked for me? I didn?t bring any water and I?d like to get a drink in your kitchen if you don?t mind. Sure, Charlotte said. I?ll do you one better, I?ll leave the alarm off too! We both laughed at that.
I watched Charlotte drive down her winding driveway and as patiently as I could waited ten minutes to make sure she was gone. Once I was sure the coast was clear, I walked in Charlotte?s kitchen to get a glass of water. Hello, I called out to make sure the place was empty. No response. Good, very good.
I walked back to Charlotte?s bedroom, making sure I wasn?t tracking dirt on her cream-colored carpet. I found her dresser and quickly found her panties and pantyhose. Everything smelled like potpourri--girly stuff like that turns me on--and I quickly snagged a pair of white satin panties with lace trim and a pair of black pantyhose. They were a great pair of hose: very sheer, with reinforced toes and a French panty. I took off all my clothes and slipped on the panties and nylons, tucking my hardon into the slippery, silky panties.
I put my shoes back on and carried my clothes with me downstairs. Since Charlotte lived in a secluded area, I decided that even though it was 3:00 PM I would have my fun out in the backyard. I peeked out the back window but could see nothing but trees. Here goes, I thought to myself as I took a deep breath and stepped outside. Many of you reading this story will know what I?m talking about: the feel of the wind on my skin wearing nothing but hose and panties was exhilarating. I looked around for a few minutes, couldn?t see a thing out of the ordinary, and shoved all my clothes under the porch where they were out of sight.
I started walking around the smallish backyard, loving the feel of the lingerie, the naughtiness of what I was doing. Every so often I?d rub my cock through the silky material and get a charge out of it. I was really starting to build myself towards a mind-blowing orgasm when I heard the sound of a car on the road. Strange, no one comes out this way, I remember thinking to myself. I crept around to the corner of the house and peered out front where I could see the driveway. My jaw nearly hit the ground as I saw a police car coming towards Charlotte?s house!! I freaked out and took off to hide, running straight into the underbrush and then to the trees. That was a mistake; when I did so I forgot to grab my clothes! I suddenly found myself naked in the woods, except for panties, pantyhose, and shoes. And the cops were seconds away.
I had no choice but to find some place to hide, but I wanted to stay close enough to the house so I could see what was going on. I found a huge dead tree laying on the ground and with that and some bushes in front of me felt like I was screened enough to hide from the police. Still, my heart was beating like a jackhammer. The cop pulled up to the garage door and then walked around back, finding the door open. He was obviously waiting for someone, and a few minutes later a guy I vaguely recognized as my friend?s brother pulled up to the house and walked over to the policeman. I could hear them talking and gathered that Charlotte had forgotten to turn off the, apparently silent, alarm after all. I had tripped it when I walked through the house. If I had been in there a few minutes later I would have gotten caught red handed.
Standing there, trapped outside in panties and pantyhose with no chance to get my clothes, I was incredibly turned on. It must have been the terrible danger too. My cock was so hard in my satin panties that I just had to reach in and give myself a quick squeeze or two. Ohhhh, I moaned very quietly.
I think I could have controlled myself, but as I stood there I heard another car coming up the driveway. It was Charlotte. They must have called her back from the grocery store. I watched her get out of her car, extending a foot with a sexy strappy sandal on it, then a stretch of thigh as her dress rode up, and finally she stood and walked over to join the two men by her backdoor. I heard her tell them that I had been there working and she was sure it was me that had set off the alarm.
As she talked, I noticed that Charlotte?s dress was even thinner and clingier than I remembered. God she was turning me on. My cock was tenting my panties and I couldn?t stand it anymore. Imagining Charlotte wearing a pair of panties and nylons like I had on, I put my hand in my panties and started to stroke. With my other hand I rubbed my nylon thighs and ass. Ohhhh God Charlotte, I moaned quietly. Ohhhh I want you so bad. I want to bend you over and fuck you in your panties. As I imagined Charlotte taking my cock while she wore her satin panties, my dick started to spasm and I just barely pulled the panties and nylons out of the way before I blew cum all over the ground. Uhhhhhhh, I grunted pretty loudly. I saw the cop look my way, and for a second I was terrified but he didn?t come any closer.
The three of them went inside just to make sure the place was OK and after a couple minutes the policeman left, as did my friend?s brother. I stood there in the forest a little longer and then I saw a light come on in the upstairs bathroom. Figuring now was my best chance, I scrambled around the dead tree and, still wearing my panties and hose and with my dick hanging out, I sprinted to the back porch and grabbed my clothes. Back in the woods, I took off the panties and nylons and put my clothes back on.
I put Charlotte?s lingerie in the crotch of my underwear and walked around to my truck to wait for her to come outside. It only took her a minute to notice me. There you are, she said from the doorway. Where have you been? Oh, I needed a break, I replied. I just walked up the path a ways to see the countryside. It?s beautiful out here. I know, she said. That?s why I moved here. You missed all the excitement though! The police were out here and everything. It seems I forgot to turn off my alarm and when you came in you must have set it off. You?re kidding!, I said. Well, I hope I didn?t cause any problems. No, you?re fine, Charlotte said.
We chuckled about what happened for a minute and then Charlotte said she still needed to finish her grocery shopping. Is it OK if I go? I?ll be sure to leave the alarm off this time! We both laughed again. I?ll be fine, I said. Once she was gone, I put the panties and pantyhose back in her drawer. And that ended the scariest and one of the most intense moments of my life.
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