Tommy's skin prickled with sweat. For some reason he always got extremely nervous when trying to steal a pair of underwear. He didn't know why. She hadn't noticed the other pairs missing. Well if she did he didn't know about it. There was no reason to be concerned. Leah and her were downstairs. He wasn't going to get caught. Even if he did, surely he could play it off...like hell. He couldn't mumble ten words when she came around. For all she knew he was the weird fuck that just so happened to be Leah's brother.

He gritted his jaw as he scrimmaged through her duffle bag. Why is there so much fucking shit? Apparently she was staying for a month with all the junk she packed. She always kept her panties at the bottom. Typically cotton, although he had managed to snag a pair of lace last time. She needed to get a silk pair, those would feel even better around his cock. But the lace had bothered him. Who was she trying to impress with those? Hopefully not his soft dick brother.

He moved her belongings out of the bag. The last thing he needed was for her to get suspicious. He sat a used pair to the side. He wouldn't use those, that's creepy. Tommy was a little wild, but he definitely wasn't a creep. Well, not yet anyways. He had probably crossed the line a time or two, but who hadn't? She'll realize soon enough that we are meant for one another. She'll forget all about Hayden and realize that my cock is way better than his. A smile tugged at his lips at the thought. Just the thought of her wrapped around him had him adjusting his jeans.

He needed to find this underwear. He hadn't jerked off in three days. A man could die past four! He read that in a news article, and it certainly felt legit with how much precum he was leaking. They probably get dehydrated or some shit. After this he would drink some water. Can't have his dick shriveling.

It took Tommy two extra minutes to find her panties. She's definitely suspicious. Who the hell goes through such lengths to hide their underwear? She could be a little odd. It's part of her charm, I guess. He brought the fresh underwear up to his nose, inhaling a deep breath of pure her. He nearly busted in his pants. He quickly pulled the underwear away and stood up. His legs burned from crouching for so long.

As he turned to face the doorway he heard the stairs creaking. Pure panic gripped Tommy as he stood frozen. He held the underwear behind his back as she opened the door to Leah's room, which Tommy was in looking like a ghost had crawled out of a grave in front of him. He stumbled for words. Spit something out, for fucksake. "H-Hey, what are y-you doing in here?" He asked the question like he wasn't the intruder.