Virtually submissive - Part 3

Ethan woke up a little later than usual on Friday morning, a perk of not having to work five day weeks during his internship. Usually his Fridays would be spent in his gaming chair, but given the events of the last couple of days, he was a little hesitant to log back in. Plus he really needed to think about what to do about his malware problem.

He remained in bed for a while, scrolling through his feeds on his phone until he could gather up the energy to get out of bed, after about half an hour of mindless doomscrolling, he heard a knock at his bedroom door.

“Ethan, sweetie. Are you decent?” Denise called through the door.

“Yeah, I’m just in bed.”

The door opened and Denise entered, dressed to head out to work. “Well, you’re awake at least. I’m just about to go out to work, wanted to make sure you were up and to remind you not to waste the whole day off in that thing.” Denise said, gesturing to his gaming setup as she did.

“I won’t, don’t worry.” Ethan said, unsure as to whether or not that was actually true.

“Hm, sure you won’t. Anyway there’s some Lasagna that I saved for you last night in the fridge if you get hungry. I’ll see you….” Denise seemed to freeze up momentarily, mid sentence. “..tonight.”

“Yeah, thanks.” Ethan replied, “For the food I mean. See you tonight.” 

“Hm? Oh right, yeah. No problem, sweetie. See you tonight!” Denise turned quicker than was necessary and slammed the door closed on her way out.

‘That was weird.’ Ethan thought as he turned to get out of bed, as he did so, he noticed a bundle of white fabric sticking out from just under his pillow.

His heart almost stopped beating as soon as he realized what they were.

“Fuck!” Ethan said out loud as he realized that Denise must have seen them. They were her panties after all. Panties that he had stolen last night, panties that he had held pressed tightly to his face as he was brought to orgasm by Vira.

‘Maybe she didn’t know, she couldn’t have known they were hers. My sheets are white, my pillows are white-ish, she can’t have known for sure.’ Ethan tried to convince himself that it wasn’t as bad as he thought. Anyway, she was gone for the day now, one ridiculous problem at a time.

—

As Ethan was downstairs, eating a quick breakfast, he got a message from Brock.

‘Logging on in five. You in?’ 

Truthfully, Ethan was a little apprehensive about logging in to VirtuaLife at all, but maybe a little actual gaming, without Vira’s mind games, would be a good distraction.

‘Ye. See U in the range.’ Ethan replied to Brock's message, they often met in the shooting range to warm up and play with their different loadouts before dropping into a game. So ten minutes later, Ethan was loading into the VR sim once again.

As soon as he spawned into the Hub, Ethan opened up his inventory and equipped all the gear he usually wore for shooters, as well as making sure he had a decent assault rifle equipped. As he was navigating around his inventory, he noticed the card that would lead him to Vira was still there, its very presence seeming to mock him.

Even worse, was his character info screen still the status effects and trait that Vira had affected him with.

‘Curse: Orgasm block.’

‘Trait: Panty sniffer.’

Just reading the words reminded him of the pleasurable sensations he got while sniffing Denise’s d-

‘No!’

Ethan shook his head, squashing down that gnawing feeling that he had been trying to ignore all morning.

He fast-travelled to the shooting range where he knew Brock would be waiting, watching a brief animation as he waited to drop into the lobby.

“Hey he’s here.” Ethan heard Brock’s voice from his VR headset as he joined the party chat. “You missed some good games last night, where were you?” 

“Oh, I didn’t get back from Kara’s place until late.”

“Nice! Here I am squandering my time away with videogames while you sleep your way to the top.”

“Ha! Yeah that’s my plan.” Ethan replied, jovially.

Ethan and Brock headed into a vacant shooting range and began unloading rounds at the moving targets. This was their usual warm up ritual, they would talk about nothing while making sure their connection was stable. No input lag, good ping, all that stuff.

Ethan had just switched to a sniper rifle, intending to get a few practice shots in when he saw something that caused him to miss his shot. It was her.

As soon as he had aimed down his sights at one of the long distance targets, he was greeted with a close up shot of Vira’s deep cleavage. She had somehow appeared right in front of him.

“Hello, Ethan.” 

“Ah!” Ethan jumped a little at Vira’s sudden appearance. “What are you doing here?” 

“What’s who doing here?” Brock asked, apparently he couldn’t see or hear Vira.

“Oh, nothing. Thought I heard….someone. Maybe my headsets going a little screwy.”

So at least Brock couldn’t see anything, but it also meant that Ethan couldn’t talk back to Vira without sounding like a crazy person. 

“Ethan, you logged in and didn’t come to see me. And after all I’ve done for you!” Ethan tried to ignore her as he pinged a couple of targets with his rifle. Vira had appeared right next to him, on his right, her voice coming from the right earpiece to match her position. 

“So, did you have fun sniffing Denise’s panties last night? Did you put them back where you found them? I’ll bet you kept them. I bet you fell asleep with them pressed to your face like a pervert.”

“Okay, I’m all set.” Brock’s voice interrupted Vira’s. “I’ll start the search for a game.”

Ethan wasn’t sure how he would be able to perform if Vira was going to stick around like some kind of annoying, kinky imaginary friend.

Shortly after Brock started the search, they were both dropped into a lobby with a bunch of other players in a team vs team match. Ethan selected his preferred loadout and got ready to begin.

Vira followed Ethan through the battlefield, not actually seeming to be walking, but wherever Ethan turned, she was just there. Always at the edge of his vision.

He managed to score a couple of quick kills while Vira was quiet, but she didn’t stay that way for long.

As Ethan took aim at a distant player, he felt a vibration at his crotch, for a second he thought it was the feedback from an enemy shot, but it was different….pleasurable. He looked down at himself and saw Vira’s hand had begun softly stroking him.

He turned his head and looked directly into Vira’s eyes, the mischievous look was obvious on her face.

“Stop that!” He hissed at her.

“Stop what?” Brock replied from somewhere on the battlefield.

“Nothing, just some guy on the other team being a dick.” Ethan lied, as Vira continued softly stroking him, the sensations being translated all too well by the haptics in his suit.

“Why? What’s wrong, Ethan? Am I distracting you?” She asked as her stroking became a little more insistent.

“Hey, I’m heading your way now.” Brock said.

Ethan was trying to shake free from Vira’s teasing hand, but no matter what he did, she remained glued to his crotch. 

“Oooh what if I made you cum right here in the middle of your game? Would that be fun? Would you moan into your friend's ear as you came all over? Oh but you don’t have your panties to sniff right now, do you? Or do you? Maybe you keep them by your side at all times….”

“Is there something wrong with your controller? You’re moving all weird.” Brock asked as he moved to Ethan’s position. 

“N-no. It’s fine, I just don’t think I’m feeling it today.” Ethan replied, trying his best to sound normal as Vira relentlessly teased him. He was starting to feel that familiar feeling as he approached the edge, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to go over it.

“You’re close, aren’t you Ethan? If only you had those panties nearby. You do realize what you did last night, don’t you? When you came while sniffing Denise’s panties I mean. When you did that you effectively cemented a new hypnotic condition in place. You let me tie your orgasms to the sensation of sniffing a woman’s used panties. How does that feel?” 

Was that actually true? Had he, in his desperation for relief, allowed Vira to condition him to only be able to achieve release while doing what he had done last night?

“How does it feel, knowing that from now on, if you ever want to cum, it will have to be while debasing yourself…..And it’s all thanks to me, Hahahaha.” Vira hadn’t stopped her stroking the whole time she spoke and Ethan had already reached the edge twice. There was no way he would be able to focus on this game now.

“I’m pushing ahead, there’s nothing happening in the section.” Brock said as his avatar hopped over a low wall and ran forwards.  

“I’ll cover you with my sniper from here.” Ethan replied, trying to shut Vira out.

“And how will you do that when you can’t focus on anything but my hand on your desperate, needy cock?”

Ethan couldn’t keep his eyes off Vira, her cavernous cleavage was constantly there in his peripheral vision as her hand continued. He desperately wanted to tell her to get lost, but knew he couldn’t do it while partied up like he was.

“I’m not turning you on, am I? Even after your little release night?”

‘Satus: Aroused.’

“Oohh it looks like I am. Do yourself a favor, Ethan, don’t stare at my breasts.” Vira said, which of course prompted Ethan to steal a sideways glance at the two large boobs that were pressed against him while Vira kept teasing his member. “I thought I said don’t stare at them. It’s almost like you want to drop for me.” Vira’s voice had taken on that low, seductive lilt as Ethan struggled to block out what she was saying and doing.

“Dude, get up here I need you.” Brock said, snapping Ethan out of his daze.

He hopped over the same low wall and pushed forward to Brock's location, Vira sticking to his side as he did.

“There’s a couple of people in that building over there. Keep an eye on the windows with your rifle, would you? I’m gonna head inside.” Brock said, moving forward towards the building.

Ethan hung back, trying to focus on Brock’s movements so he could provide cover, but his peripheral vision kept drawing his attention. He turned his head to see Vira had started kneading one of her own massive boobs with her free hand.

“I warned you not to look, Ethan. You know how easy it is for you to drop for me. Especially when you’re so needy and desperate. The more turned on you get, the further you fall.”

“N-no!” Ethan shook his head away and pulled his focus back to his rifle.

“What’s wrong? You see someone?” Brock asked.

“Yeah, actually I do. There’s someone upstairs.” Ethan took aim with his sniper rifle and fired a shot that took down his target. “Got him, hang on there’s more.” He lined up a second shot, but Vira took that opportunity to redouble her stroking, causing his whole body to shiver in arousal. His second shot missed completely.

“Fuck! I missed, and now he’s disappeared somewhere.” Ethan said.

“Shit, I’m gonna have to bail out.” Brock said, running back towards Ethan.

“Oh dear,” Vira said, “I thought you were good at this game. Maybe it’s these clothes you’re wearing. I have something that will work better.”

Before Ethan could wonder what she meant, he saw two messages appear quickly on his HUD.

‘Unequip: Bulletproof vest.’

‘Unequip: Combat shirt.’

“Huh?” He looked down at himself and saw the bare torso of his avatar, but that didn’t stay that way for long.

‘Equip: Tease me Tee.’

As Ethan looked down he saw a tight, pink t-shirt appear on his torso, with the words ‘Tease Me’ written across the front. 

He checked the item description in his inventory. ‘Tease me Tee. When worn, this item will continuously stimulate the wearer's nipples.’

Before he had finished reading, Ethan felt the haptic plate begin a soft, pulsing vibration on his nipples. Added to the rubbing at his crotch, he knew he wouldn’t be able to concentrate for very long on this game.

“Whew. That was close. Uhhh, What the hell is that shirt dude?” Brock asked as he returned to where Ethan was.

“Oh this….Just thought it would be funny, that’s all.” Ethan lied, it was just a game after all, and people used to dress up as rainbow unicorns or pink bears all the time. 

“Why don’t you tell him about how it tickles your nipples?” Vira whispered in his ear, the sensations at both his crotch and on his chest seemed to reach a simultaneous crescendo, Ethan was almost certain he was about to cum……

…But of course he didn’t. Once again he hit that wall that wouldn’t let him pass.

“Hmmm, Please!” He accidentally let a whimper and a plea escape from his lips. 

“Please what? What’s with you today?” Brock asked.

“Uh nothing, I think I may be sick.” Ethan replied.

“Oh you’re sick alright. You’re a sick, panty sniffing pervert.” 

All of a sudden, Ethan felt the small but firm vibrations all over his chest from his haptic suit, signifying that he had just been peppered with bullets. 

“Fuck!” He heard Brock call, clearly they had both just been eliminated.

“Whoops. I think you lost that one, Ethan.” Vira said, teasingly. Now, why don’t you just come back to my room and I’ll make you feel better.” Vira was running a pointed fingernail up and down Ethan’s back as she spoke, the feeling was being transmitted straight to his spine by the haptics built into the chair, and causing him to shiver. Between the rubbing at his crotch and the teasing tingle at his nipples, the added feelings of Vira’s nails running up and down his spine were pure sensory overload.

“I think I’m gonna have to take a break.” Ethan said, trying to excuse himself as quickly as he could. “I’ll catch you later.” 

“Already? But we’ve only played one g-” Ethan didn’t hear the end of that sentence however, as he had already left the party and the lobby. He clicked on Vira’s card in his inventory and was transported to her room. He had no idea what he was going to do when he entered, or rather, what she was going to do to him, but he needed to do something.

“What the fuck was that!?” Ethan demanded as he barged into her room.

“That was me having fun with my new toy. Don’t tell me you didn’t like it.” Vira replied, smirking.

“You’re trying to make me look like a fucking weirdo in front of my friends! And you need to knock it off right now!” 

“Oh Ethan, You really should have learned by now not to talk to me like that. Especially when you know how easy you drop for me.” Ethan felt his eyes drawn to her large chest as she spoke, the word drop causing him to remember the floating sensation he had experienced before.

“Thaaats it. You’re feeling it now aren’t you? You know everytime I hypnotize you it gets a little easier. Which is why everytime I say the word ‘Drop’ you’re reminded of that peaceful, floating sensation where you can just forget about all your worries. ‘Drop’ for me, Ethan.” 

She was right. Ethan could feel how easy it was for his thoughts to slip away as the pink mist began to cloud the edges of his vision. 

Vira approached Ethan slowly, the pink mist forcing him to stare at her breasts by blocking out everything else in his line of sight. He watched, fascinated as every step of hers caused her boobs to bounce up and jiggle a little as they settled back down.

“Just stare at them Ethan, watch as they go up, and then ‘Drop’ back down. When they ‘Drop’, you ‘Drop’.” 

Ethan’s thoughts were frazzled by this point, the only thing he could focus on was Vira as his mind clouded over and he could still feel the stroking sensation around his nipples. 

“Ethan, Ethan, Ethan.” Vira said, repeating his name in the tone a disappointed mother might use. “What am I going to do with you? After just two sessions with me I turned you into a panty sniffing pervert, and you still come in here trying to act all macho and giving me orders. So I think another demonstration of my abilities are in order ....”

“Focussing only the sound of my voice now as you ‘Drop’. Deeper and deeper.” Ethan was too far gone to resist by this point, all he wanted to do was sit and float in this happy, easy space while Vira did the thinking for him.

“...The truth, Ethan. Whenever you are asked a question you will feel compelled to tell the truth. It doesn’t matter who asks you, or how embarrassing the question is. You must reply, truthfully. You won’t be able to tell them about me, of course. My existence must remain a secret, but anything else is fair game.” Vira continued to implant her latest suggestion as Ethan’s vision swam with mist and spirals. “....You know you need to be honest, Honesty is a good trait to have, isn’t it? Yesss, it is, and you are a good boy, Aren’t you? Yeeees, so you know what you need to do to keep being a good boy.” Vira was creating an undeniable logic loop that would help Ethan accept that her suggestion was the right thing to do.

Good boys get rewarded, Ethan wanted to get rewarded, which meant that he had to be a good boy, and good boys were honest, which meant that he had to be honest. The thoughts went around in his head as Vira’s words did their work…..

Ethan floated along as Vira talked, but he couldn’t understand what she was saying, the words were familiar but they just seemed to slip past his conscious mind. When he came to, he was lying on Vira’s bed again, unsure of how he got there.

“How do you feel Ethan?” Vira asked, staring down at him as he came up from his trance.

“Fine…Wait, what did you do this time?” 

“Me, why nothing at all.” Vira replied in a mock innocent voice.

“Yes you did!” Before Ethan could continue arguing, something new popped up on his HUD.

‘Trait: Honest.’

“Honest? What is that? What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked.

“Personally, I think that's one of the nicest things I could do for you. Now, I've bugged you enough today, why don't I let you have a little alone time. I've disabled my card for the rest of the day, so you won't see or hear from me until tomorrow.”

“Okay….why would you do that?” Ethan asked, her doing anything that benefited him was incredibly suspicious.

“Because. I'm a lovely person! But before you go, will you tell me what it is you plan to do when you get out of here?”

Ethan would never admit to her what was on his mind after all the teasing she had put him through, so instead he decided to tell her to-

“I was going to see if I could make myself cum while sniffing Denise’s panties.”

Ethan answered without even meaning to. 

“Hahahahaaa, that’s what I thought. Well, don’t let me keep you from your fun. Hahahaha.” Vira’s laughter echoed in his ears again as Ethan was ejected from her bedroom and left standing in the Hub. His arousal wasn’t going anywhere, especially thanks to the t-shirt that was still teasing his nipples. 

He popped open his inventory and went to remove the embarrassing clothing item, only to find the option greyed out. He clicked it anyway.

‘Item cannot be removed at this time.’

‘Fuck.’

Ethan decided to just log out altogether for now. He wondered just how effective the honesty trait would be outside of the VR world, but so far Vira’s hypnosis had been winning, and it was getting easier for him to fall into trance. 

Ethan considered dropping into a game with Brock, but he knew that Brock would ask questions about what was going on with him, and Ethan couldn’t risk saying too much, so he climbed out of his gaming chair. Besides, he had something else he needed to do first.

It didn’t take Ethan long to grab the underwear from his bedroom floor. His face flushed red at the thought of what he was about to do, but he needed to see if what Vira said was right, could he really only cum while sniffing panties?

He was already incredibly aroused from Vira’s earlier torment, so it didn’t take him long to get close to the edge, he had already lost count of how many times he had been edged while playing earlier. 

With one hand down the front of his shorts, and the other one by his side, clutching tight to Denise’s panties, he felt himself reach once again reaching an edge that he couldn’t get himself past. 

‘Worth a try.’ He thought to himself, although he already knew what he would have to do. He tried to convince himself that he didn’t want to do it, but secretly, there was a twisted part of his mind that craved the feeling and scent.

Was this due to the suggestion that had been planted deep into his mind by Vira, he had to believe it was.

Reluctantly, or maybe not so reluctantly, he brought the panties up to his face and pressed them hard against his nose and mouth, inhaling the feminine, musky scent of Denise’s most private area.

As soon as he breathed in, he felt a rush of sensation travel straight down his spine, and somehow he knew that he was about to achieve his goal. 

Ethan moaned and writhed on the bed, the sound of his orgasm muffled by the fabric of the panties as he came hard while debasing himself. The post orgasm clarity was tough to deal with this time, as he realized how perverted he must have looked, doing what he had just done. 

‘How long is that going to go on for?’ He wondered to himself as he let his eyes close for a while.

—

Ethan drifted off for an hour after his self pleasure session, and woke up feeling refreshed. He cleaned himself up, showered off and decided on what to do with the rest of his day. He played a few games online (after setting his status to ‘offline’ to avoid conversation with anyone), but quickly got bored with no one to talk to or team with. So he headed downstairs to occupy himself some other way.

Without being able to spend the whole day gaming, Ethan actually found himself looking for ways to be productive. He cleaned the whole downstairs, vacuuming the floors, mopping the kitchen tiles, he wiped down the surfaces and washed whatever dishes were in the sink.

Ethan actually felt pretty good about doing something other than rotting away in his VR rig for a change.

Sometime in the evening, Denise returned home. Entering through the front door, she was surprised to see Ethan was sitting downstairs watching a movie, rather than in his room playing his game.

“Hey Ethan, nice to see you out of your room for a change. Or have you just emerged because you needed a snack? She asked, sarcastically.

“No. I only played for a while today actually-” 

“Wow, did you clean up down here?” Denise asked, just noticing how neat and tidy everything looked downstairs as she passed through the living room to the kitchen.

“Yeah, didn’t want to spend the whole day playing that ‘silly video game’.” 

“Well, I’m impressed. So if you’re taking some time away from your game, why don’t I make us some nice dinner? We can actually eat together for once.” Denise said, a genuine smile was visible on her face.

“Sure. Sounds good.” Ethan replied, he was actually feeling a little better about not playing that game all day now.

As promised, Denise cooked dinner for the two of them, and they ate at the dining table, talking about work and how each other was doing etc. All around a pretty pleasant evening, that was until Denise straightened up after she had finished eating and got a serious look on her face as she stared in Ethan’s direction.

“Now. Ethan, I think we need to talk about….things.” Denise said, training to maintain an air of control while speaking.

‘Oh fuck, please don’t ask.’ Ethan silently prayed. He was really hoping Denise would just let this pass, convince herself she hadn't seen what she thought she had seen.

“While I was in your room this morning-”

“Denise please don’t. I’d really rather we didn’t talk about this right now. Whatever you saw-” 

“Ethan, please let me speak.” Denise cut him off, calmly but firmly, Ethan was desperate for her not to ask him anything.

“I have to know what kind of man I’m living with. Since moving back in here you’ve been a pretty decent houseguest, I wish you’d spend less time playing videogames but you don’t bring any trouble to my door, so I can’t complain really. But this morning I am almost certain that I saw a pair of my underwear in your bed.” It wasn’t a question, Ethan willed himself to remain quiet, to say nothing.

“Well? Am I right?”

“Yes.” ‘Fuck’ Ethan inwardly cursed himself for being unable to keep that one damning word from slipping out. He felt his face flush red as he stared at his empty plate, wanting the ground to open up and swallow him whole. 

“And how did they get there?” Denise asked.

“I stole them from the laundry basket last night.” ‘Please stop asking me things!!’

“Why?” 

“Because I wanted to….” Ethan resisted with any and all mental strength he could muster, but Vira’s reminded of how it was good to be honest rang through his head and his mind made the decision to finish the sentence for him. “...I wanted to sniff them.”

Denise inhaled sharply through her nostrils, trying her best to mask the shock of Ethan’s admission. 

“I know guys your age are pretty horny, I’ve been around long enough to know that. But why in the hell would you want to sniff MY panties?” 

“Because I needed them to help get myself off.” ‘Oh god.’

There was a long beat of silence after Ethan’s devastating admission, neither person knew quite what to say and it was clear that Denise had been caught off guard by Ethan’s honesty. 

“....So….you mean to tell me that you…that you sniffed my panties while you played with yourself?” 

“Yes.”

“...Why?”

Ethan gave up trying to resist the suggestion and let his thoughts flood out.

“Because I couldn’t help myself. I’m really sorry Denise, I swear I just couldn’t resist them, I tried not to do it, I really did but they were just so….tempting.” 

“And have you done this sort of thing before?” 

“No! No, I swear last night was the first time. I’m sorry I’m such a pervert.” Ethan’s head hung low and there were tears almost forming in his eyes as the overwhelming humiliation began to sink in.

Denise actually felt a little sorry for Ethan at this point, he was clearly conflicted, but she couldn’t just let this go. They needed to have this conversation, so she carried on.

“Ethan. Do you find me attractive?”

“Yes.” Ethan answered in the affirmative, there was no denying that even being so much older than he was, Denise was a damn good looking woman.

“Ok.” Denise answered simply, doing her best to maintain her composure during the awkward conversation. “Ethan, I understand this conversation is difficult, and believe me it’s one I’d rather not be having, so firstly, thank you for answering so honestly. I’m not quite sure what to do with this information right now, are the panties still in your room?” 

“Yes.” 

“Go and make sure they are back in the wash before I head upstairs for a shower. We’ll talk more about this tomorrow.” Denise stood up and began clearing the table. 

“I’m really sorry Denise. I promise I’ll try my best not to do it again.” Ethan said as he stood up to leave, although those hadn’t quite been the words he was going for. 

“What do you mean ‘you’ll try your best’? Do you really mean to tell me that you want to do it again after this talk?” Denise asked, a little surprised.

“I mean I….I guess I mean that part of me really wants to do it again. I know it’s wrong, and I know I shouldn’t do it. But your underwear just feels so….good. I can’t explain it.” ‘Fuck me, just please stop talking!’ Ethan begged, rushing out of the room and leaving a stunned Denise in the kitchen.

Denise was torn about what to do about this. On the one hand she really did like Ethan, and had enjoyed having his company for the last year or so. She thought about calling someone to ask if any of her friends had experienced anything like this before, but didn’t want to embarrass herself or Ethan. On the other hand, there was something else, a feeling of flattery, maybe. She had to admit that the thought of a nice young man like Ethan having the hots for her was a big compliment. 

As Denise cleared up the kitchen, she let the two thoughts wage war in her mind. One side telling her it was perverted and wrong, the other one taking it as a compliment.

—

Ethan listened as Denise got showered off and headed back downstairs, he had returned the panties to the laundry basket as instructed. After a couple of hours, he decided it was time for bed, he stripped out of the day's clothes and pulled on a pair of shorts he usually slept in before heading over to the spare room to toss his worn clothes in the laundry.

Ethan paused before dumping his clothes into the hamper, there, sitting on top of the pile of clothes was a pair of red, lacy briefs. These were clearly the pair Denise had been wearing today.

But there was something off, the rest of the clothes had obviously just been dumped in the usual unceremonious manner, but the underwear appeared to have been placed there more carefully, deliberately even. They weren’t crumpled up into a ball or wrapped around the leg of a pair of trousers, they were laid perfectly open, on top of the rest of the clothes in the hamper, flat and even, as though to tempt him.

And tempt him they did.

Ethan’s mind was spinning, did Denise really leave them there on purpose? DId she want him to take them? 

‘No! This must be some kind of test.’ He thought as he stared, almost longingly, at the freshly worn panties.

‘Fuck it.’

The pink mist seemed to creep in as he picked up the panties and fled the spare room, heart beating rapidly as he did. 

Back in his room, Ethan laid on his bed with the underwear in hand, trying to convince himself that he wasn’t a pervert. But his thoughts were being overcome with a need to press them up to his face. He already knew he was going to do it, it was really just a matter of how long he could hold out before debasing himself.

The answer, it turns out, was not very long at all.

Ethan brought the red fabric up to his face and sniffed hard, inhaling the scent of Denise’s intimate areas, her ass, her crotch, the rush he felt as he did so was like a drug to him. The scent of this particular pair was much more potent than the others he had stolen before, and the rush of arousal he felt as he sniffed them was much more pleasurable.

Needless to say, it wasn’t long before Ethan’s free hand was down his shorts and stroking himself.

—

Meanwhile, Denise was in her bedroom, wondering if Ethan had taken the underwear, while also wondering if it could be considered cruel, leaving her panties out like that. But she was far too intrigued to see what might happen. There was no denying that the thought of a handsome young man lusting after her so badly that he felt he needed to steal her underwear was a bit of a turn on. It made her feel desired, wanted. This was something she hadn’t felt in quite a while.

She heard Ethan walk across the landing and close his bedroom door and wondered if he had taken the panties, or what he would do with them if he did. She was pretty shocked at how honest he had been with her, giving up such embarrassing secrets with barely any prompting on her part. Maybe he wanted her to know.

Maybe she would have to have another conversation with him tomorrow….

End part 3