I was pondering for a moment as I saw an object hanging from a towel rack.
I don't know if I should bring this to you or pretend I don't know.
No, I went home in the first place as a no-pants, but there's no way I didn't notice.
He's probably sobbing with his face red by now.
First of all, something precious is in front of me, so I decided to enjoy the current situation.
I reached for my panty, which was still slowly dripping one drop at a time.
panties drenched with sorrow and tides
When I was close to my nose, it smelled the same as the finger that had pinched the onahole earlier.
This time, I stuck out my tongue and slightly sucked the part that touched my genitals.
Then it tasted like the slightly salty liquid that came out when I licked Klee earlier.
I didn't tell you, but I realized once again that the senses I felt as reality and onahole with this were real.
Since it was proved by taste and smell, the texture of the hand and the tightness of the boji would have been the same as the real thing.
When I remembered the sense earlier, the sleep began to grow, but it sank again.
In fact, as I saw in the cartoon, I wanted to hit it with panties, but I gave up right away because it was wet.
I feel good when I rub it with a soft cloth. Because it seemed like it would only hurt as it is now.
First of all, I decided to think about my underwear later and left the bathroom with it hanging on the towel rack.
I didn't even have lunch today, and it was dinner time, so I continued to protest with my stomach rumbling.
I went to the kitchen to fill my stomach, but I couldn't be bothered to make it myself, so I went to the delivery app and ordered a meal.
Perhaps because it was evening time, the estimated waiting time was about 40 minutes.
I was awake, and there was nothing to do, so I lay in bed and thought about many things.
Of course, I thought the most about how to handle those panties.
It would be best if we pretended not to know each other, considering that we received it as a gift, but it didn't seem realistic at all.
I'm sick right now, and I think I'm sleeping. I just don't come to find it right away.
Considering my usual personality, I thought I would come to get it unconditionally.
So how can we make each other not embarrassed?
I thought of various ways, such as picking it up with my index finger and thumb and handing it over directly, putting it in a plastic bag, and secretly hanging it on the door handle, but I erased it right away from my head.
"But it's better to wash it and give it to them than to give it wet with sadness, right?"
No matter how much I thought about it, the method was the best.
I went back to the bathroom and came to the washing machine with my underwear.
But when I tried to put it in, it was a waste of water and electricity to use a large washing machine for this small piece of cloth.
I looked around the room and looked at the laundry piled up over the weekend.
Then I started to spin it in the washing machine with my panties.
With the optimistic idea of 'what would anyone say if I wash something and give it to it in a clean state?'
Beep... Beep... Beep...
As time passed, the sound of the laundry being finished rang.
I put on the drying rack and started to dry the clothes one by one.
The last time I put my underwear on top.
Ding dong!
Just in time, the doorbell rang that the delivery came in a timely manner.
I was quite hungry, so I started eating right after receiving the food.
The contents disappeared quickly, and soon I tapped my stomach with a pleasant feeling of fullness that had emptied the bowl.
"I'm full. You're doing a good job here."
I took a break with an empty bowl in front of me, and then I got ready to go outside to throw away the trash.
There is no space for recycling in the room, but if you leave something with food on it, you will get into the habit of throwing it away right away because it smells like bugs.
When I opened the door and went out, a warm night breeze greeted me.
Since the amount of garbage was not long, I quickly disposed of it at the separate collection center in front of my house and returned to my room.
Looking at the clock, it's still nine o'clock.
Although I was slightly sick, I couldn't sleep.
It was early to sleep, and there was nothing to do, so I decided to lie down in bed and play and fall asleep naturally.
A room that turns dark at once when the light is turned off.
It was good to have a little brightness due to the moonlight entering the window without hurting my eyes in moderation.
Did he lie down for about 10 minutes like that?
The doorbell rang.
Ding dong!
"Who are you?"
"Oh, that...I'm Yoon Hyeyoon.Can you open it for a moment?"
"Yes. Hold on a minute."
I got out of bed right away and opened the door right away.
The face I see often today.
The hallway was reflected in a new atmosphere.
"What's the matter?"
"Hello. Were you sleeping? I don't think I woke you up."
She cautiously asks if she was interrupting because she was putting out the light.
He looked more restless than usual.
"No. I just turned it off for a while because my eyes hurt."
"Oh, that's a relief! Actually, I thought you would be awake because the door kept opening and closing. I was right."
"What's the matter?"
"Actually, I left something behind...Can I go in to find it for a while?"
"What kind of item is it?"
I asked questions knowingly and pretending not to know.
Then she stuttered and couldn't answer coolly.
"Didn't you see it?" It's not anything else...It's... it's important."
"If it's important, we have to find it. Come on in."
"Yes, thank you. Excuse me."
She went to the bathroom as soon as she came in and closed the door.
I took a sneak peek and headed to the drying rack.
I had to hide it because the excuse itself that I didn't see it becomes a lie if I saw it lying quietly on top.
I held up my white panties and put them under the towel, then sat on the bed pretending to be on my phone.
After a while, she came out of the bathroom with a questionable look and a questionable look on her face.
Maybe I thought I hid my panties.
And if my prediction was correct, he approached me and spoke in a slightly grumpy tone.
"Excuse me, didn't you see it in the bathroom here?"
"What? Which one?"
"I hung it on a towel rack, but it was white...Something like cloth."
"A towel rack?" If it's there, I only saw the towels that were sucked out earlier."
"Wash it? Where is it now?"
"I'm already putting it all in the washing machine and drying it in the drying rack."
"Yes, yes?"
I opened my eyes wide and flicked around the room.
And when he found the drying rack pushed by the window, he ran and began to look.
He looked at it slowly from end to end, and eventually said again whether he had not found it.
"Can I see the washing machine by any chance? I was wondering if there was anything missing inside."
"Go ahead. The washing machine is over there."
I even looked through the washing machine like that, but nothing came out looking for it, and she showed no sign of giving up.
Rather, I was busy looking through every corner of my room and was about to go through my closet.
I decided to give a hint before my doubts about me grow.
"Excuse me. I need to know what you're looking for so I can find it with you."
"It's... it's kind of like talking..."
"What would I think if I popped in at night and was searching for someone else's house? I also want to take a rest quickly, but if you keep doing this, it's going to be difficult."
"Oh..."
She suddenly stopped moving, as if her excitement had subsided when she heard me.
As if sorry, lower your head slightly and rub your collar for a moment.
He opened his mouth again.
"I'm sorry...I was too excited...Actually...I'm here to get my underwear..."
"What? Underpants? Why is that coming out of here?"
"In the bathroom..."
"Did you pack it?"
"Ah! No. It's not that...It's cheap, but... ah!"
"Did you forget to take it while washing and drying it here?"
"Oh, no. I didn't do the laundry."
"Then the one that wiped the floor earlier... No way."
"It's... it's really not! I didn't lose it in the first place!"
Shamefully, she could no longer speak and covered her red face with her hands.
There was nothing to say even if I pushed more here.
I'll stop kidding here.
"First of all, I know what you're looking for, so let's look for it together. "What color is it?"
"White... white."
It was cute to answer in a crawling voice.
I pretended to be fine and offered a solution in my usual tone.
"I think it was mixed with the towel when you put the laundry in. Shall we check the dryer again?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
After returning to the drying rack, the panty search project began while stopping by the laundry one by one.
The panties under the towel are on the left, so I sent her to the right, deciding to find it first.
After a while, I deliberately stopped by the towel I had remembered while searching for the laundry.
Then a white cloth that falls off.
I bent down, picked it up, showed it to her, and spoke.
"Is this right?" It was under the towel."
in a flash
She snatched what she had in my hand without saying a word and quickly put it in her pocket.
I had never seen him like that before, so I just laughed and stayed still.
"I'm glad I found it."
"That... I know. Thank you. I'll be right out."
"Oh, I did the laundry clean, so I won't have to wash it again."
"It's not really cheap!"
After saying that, he left the room as if he were running away.
I was left alone, smiling small and lying back in bed.
It was fun because I felt like I had a bad revenge at the gym today.
In addition, I saw a new look of her, and it was a rather good day to understand a little more about Onahol.