Annie's Panties - Part 2.

“Annie likes you! I hope you don’t mind me saying you would help with a few jobs.  She has some furniture to move and I am sure you will be happy to help.” my girlfriend said coming back down the stairs changed and freshened up.   “No problem, happy to help if I am free,” I replied trying to hide my smile. I went to pick her up after her run several times over the next few months.  I didn’t use the toilet every-time but when I did, there were the knickers, either over the side of the bath, on the towel rail or even on top of the toilet cistern. I remember one morning popping upstairs for a pee and there was a pair of soft black satin knickers hanging off the end of the towel rail. Well, they had to be inspected as usual. As I picked them up they felt damper than normal and the inside of the gusset was slippery in a creamy sort of way.  As I lifted them to my nose, I knew they were stronger than usual. A light sniff and my balls practically emptied there and then. These were seriously strong, musky and hot, not nasty at all. There were also a few hairs stuck in the goo.  I wanted to take them home to enjoy but took several sniffs and even tasted the creamy deposit. My heart was pounding and I felt a warm flush come to my cheeks.  I thought I had better get back and put them on the toilet cistern as I left the room.  When I got downstairs, I remembered that was not where I found them!  Oh well, she may not remember! “Sorry, it was probably a mess upstairs again,” she said as I sat down.  “I was out with a friend last night and it was late when I got in.”  She added.  “No problem,” I replied, “Don’t forget I live with a woman!  Nice knickers though!” I chanced now I had got to know her better.  It was her turn to flush pink as she jumped up and ran upstairs. My girlfriend looked at me and burst out laughing. When Annie came back down, she was laughing, if still a little pink. We continued to chat and drink coffee for a while and then it was time to go. As we got to the door, she handed us our coats and gave both of us her usual hug. As she hugged me, she whispered something in my ear just as Sally ran down the path to the car. “I wore those last night and had a naughty dream!”  That explains it, I thought to myself. I got to the car and when I put my hands in my pocket to find the key I found something else. I looked down and she had put her black satin knickers in my coat pocket! Another pair, naughty girl! She is not stupid and had been teasing me all this time. When I got home and my girlfriend went for her post run shower, I disappeared into the downstairs toilet with my present.  Holding them to my nose again I took a deep breath and devoured her pussy scent, her wet pussy scent.  Maybe she had masturbated in them.  It was all too much and I shot ropes of cum all over the toilet floor, the mirror, the toilet seat – everywhere. Again her knickers provided numerous wanking sessions over the next week or so. And provided me with all sorts of fantasies for much longer. My girlfriend re-appeared “Sorry, forgot.  Annie needs some more help next Friday if you could pop over.  I said you don’t usually work Fridays so hope that is OK.”  I said it would be fine.  “Oh, and she asked if we would like supper that evening too.”  “Sounds good to me,” I replied. So I had nearly a week of her filthy knickers before taking them back. One afternoon I even put them on feeling where the now dry but crusty patch was in the gusset and pretending I was feeling her cunt.   The week flew by and having offloaded several wank sessions into them I even decided to give them a quick wash before taking them back. The final installment cumming soon!