I Know That My Son Does It

I know that my son does it

For a couple years now, ever since my son came back from college I’ve noticed my underwear disappear, only to show up again later in the laundry. At first I thought nothing of it, but one day the laundry hadn’t started because the machine was complaining about some error code. When I opened it to look inside I saw a pair of my favorite black lacy panties that I had worn on a date a few days prior, at first I didn’t pay any attention to it but my eyes caught a glimpse of the crotch area.. something that looked like some of my discharge was there but a lot more than usual. That’s when it hit me.. it was cum. The only one who could have done it was my son, now I have so many questions, does he fancy me? or does he just have a panty fetish of some sort? What’s really weird is I think it’s really sexy and it makes me hot knowing he’s using my panties like this. I’ve now learned to catch him deposit the used panties back in the laundry with the excuse that I need to wash something else and to not start up the load. Finally I caught a fresh load last week, the cum was still warm! my hands were shaking as I discovered the mess and without thinking I ran my thumb through the damp creamy area and lifted it to my mouth.. my heart was racing so fast knowing I was tasting my own son. Unfortunately guilt kicked in pretty hard and I dropped it. However a day or so later it happened again, this time I was too horny to think straight, I rushed the damp panties off to my room and after locking myself into the master suite bathroom I pulled off my panties and pulled the soiled ones up, I had never been so turned on, feeling the cold wet spot drag up my thighs and sharply wrap around my lips was the single most erotic moment I’ve had in years, I rubbed the dampness into my pussy so hard you could probably hear the wet noises coming from outside the bedroom door, I came harder than I have in years. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, or him or what, but I can never let it get beyond this confession. I don’t see myself stopping though. I’m so wrought with confusion.