When he was still trying to toughen himself, his eyes noticed something on the floor, black lingerie of his sister-in-law, proof of what they had done last night. His cock hardened again once he saw the lingerie.
"FUCK!" Vernon cursed when he realized he had this intrusive thought of picking that lingerie and started sniffing like a filthy pervert. He took off his sweatpants and rushed to the bathroom to take a bath instead.
He pressed a button to turn on the cold shower. He wanted to cool down because there was no way he'd jack off to her lingerie. He wasn't that desperate!
Vernon felt the cold water hitting his skin. It calmed him down a bit, but not enough to make him feel better. Whenever he closed his eyes, he'd imagine either of these two things; his sister-in-law crying or her crumpled lingerie on the floor. Both gave him a reaction, whether it was anger or… lust.
