I stare at them for a long second, deciding how much of a twisted fuck I want to be right now. Then I shrug and bring them to my nose. Inhaling from my chest, I fill my lungs with the scent of my own soap and… pussy. My pretty little soon-to-be wife left her panties in here, and they smell like my fucking soap and her sweet pussy. Jesus Christ. I take another hit of the intoxicating mix, and my cock is already hard. Leave. It’s time to fucking leave.
