It seems like fate is on my side as my upstairs neighbor's laundry frequently falls onto my first-floor apartment. As a single man, I'm overwhelmed by the sight of her sexy underwear, and I just can't take it anymore. The married woman who comes to pick it up is beautiful and cute, and I wouldn't have guessed she wore such lingerie. My imagination runs wild, and my son grows uncontrollably! Please, Mrs., stop me!!
There's a knock on the door, and I say, "Come in." It's the young married woman from upstairs. She seems to have lost her underwear and, not finding it outside, has come to my place to ask if I've seen it. I pretend to look around and eventually find it. "Is this... yours?" It's clearly not your average underwear design. "Ah, yes! That's mine!" "Really? You wear this?" It's got holes in all the right places, and the beads don't exactly cover everything. "Y-yes... thank you for finding it." "Wait a minute!" I ask her if I can see if the underwear fits her properly before I return it.
She hesitantly agrees, and as she changes, I tease her about when she wears such underwear and if it's to seduce her husband. By the time she's done, I'm rock hard. "Look what you've done to me, Mrs." She's shocked but clearly interested, and I can tell she's checking me out. "What are you going to do about it?" I ask. Before she knows it, she's being pinned down, and I'm inside her. It's said that women who wear such underwear are unsatisfied, and she's no exception. She can't resist my large member, and we have unprotected sex, ending in creampie.