It's only the first week of my summer vacation and I'm already bored out of my mind. Papa just retired from decades of farming and lounges in his big green chair most of the day. Little Gracie is in day camp over in center town, and Jeb just got too old for day camp. Jeb is too young to work so he usually hangs out with his buddies all day, and causes all sorts of mischief. His little trio spends their days chucking rocks into the creek or ding-dong-ditching the neighbors. But because most of their pranks aren't of much trouble, most of the townsfolk just let them be and shrug them off. Mama is the only lawyer in town and she's always working way too hard, so we don't see much of her. She is often working from early in morning until very late into the night. My family doesn't pay much attention to me. I'm just the lanky long-haired skinny college kid who spends most of his day alone in his bedroom. If only I was back in college, if only there was something I could do stop being so damn bored. That all changed one late morning while Papa was busy tinkering in the garage and Mama had left for work.
I was about to head downstairs for breakfast when something bright and red caught my attention. It was laid out on neatly, and displayed like museum piece in middle of their king size bed. The set of brand-new red lingerie was covered only by a clear plastic wrap. The big red-and-black lace bra had interwoven floral patterns and was designed so the nipples could easily be visible through the mesh. The panties were a similar red-and-black floral design, with the exception of a soft silky red patch covering the crotch area. Two small garter belts clipped the panties and a pair of red fishnet stockings together. It was clearly a surprise for Mama's anniversary, even though it seemed like something she would never even considering wearing.
It was hard to imagine Mama strutting around in such a sexy outfit for Papa. Mama always wore long flowing dresses and they were always buttoned right up to the neck. It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful or anything. As a matter of fact, Mama exercised every day and had aged quite well. Despite being in her late-fifties she had the body of thirty year old model, and there wasn't as much as a wrinkle anywhere on her face.
I could feel my heart nearly jump out of my chest as I tiptoed into the bedroom to get a closer look at the outfit. The tags were still on it, and Papa hadn't even had the sense to remove the price tags. I was surprised he spent as much as he did. He was usually such a big cheapskate, and never bought anything special for Mama. But this was their thirtieth anniversary and I guess he wanted to make it special, or maybe he just needed to put a bit of spark in their marriage. Now I had a weird idea. I wondered if I would look good in it. So as quietly as I could, I grabbed the hangar and snuck across the hallway with Mama's brought new lingerie in dangling discreetly behind me.
After making sure my bedroom door was locked, I removed my jeans, t-shirt and my checkered boxers. I took me a few minutes to figure out how to put on the lingerie, and I almost snapped my arm trying to get the bra clipped shut. Even the garter belts and red fishnets took a few tries until I got it right. I knew I had to careful not to tear anything or accidentally remove the tags.
For the next few minutes I spun my body around and around, admiring how good my soft pink nipples looked inside the soft mesh of the bra. I spent a good amount of time with my head tilted backwards, and staring at my ass in the mirror. The excitement of seeing myself in sexy lingerie caused me to swell up, and cock jammed up against the soft crotch of the panties. I wrapped my hand tightly around my cock and began stroking my swollen cock.
I had always been made fun because of my skinny feminine frame, my long shiny blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I had been called 'princess' by some of the bullies in school, and Jeffrey (one of the bigger bullies) started jokingly call me his girlfriend. Now was the first time in my life I felt sexy, and I started to wonder how he would look at me in this lingerie. I felt like a hot blonde-haired supermodel like the ones in the catalogues Mama always hides from me and Papa.
I began swinging my hips back and forth pretending guys were drooling over my tight ass in these thin red-and-black panties, and I even gave myself a gentle spank on my right ass cheek. It was the doorbell that saved me. While Papa answered the door, I practically tore the sexy outfit off and ran buck-naked across the hallway. Being as small as skinny as I am, I was able to place the lingerie back and quickly hide myself under the bed. Exactly three minutes later, I was met with Papa's loud snoring and his body rumbling so hard I thought the bed would collapse on top of me. Perfect. It gave me just enough time to roll out from under the bed and sneak back to my room. I could still feel my heart pounding as I ran inside my room and struggled to put my clothing back on.
The next day papa was tinkering in the garage again and mom had gone to work early again. The lingerie was no longer in the clear plastic wrap and was barely hidden underneath their bed. It was in a crumpled up mess and it was pretty clear they had a wild night together. The half-bottle of chardonnay and two empty glasses on the nightstand was also a good indicator. Mama rarely drank but it was clearly a special night for them. Then there was that soft creaking coming from across the hall in middle of the night.
As quickly and as quietly as I could, I reached under the bed and snatched the lingerie.
As soon as I picked up the panties I noticed they had a stain and smelled kind of funny. When I slipped them on I felt the wet spot press lightly against the tip of my erect cock. Once I had the bra and stockings on, I stood in front of my big dresser mirror and began to gently stroke my cock back and forth inside of the panties against that wet spot. Now I realized I had addiction, and I also had something to do this summer. I was certainly enjoying wearing Mama's lingerie, but I couldn't keep stealing like this. Papa would certainly kill me and who the heck knows what mama would do. With my legs spread wide open on the bed, I began to play with my nipples inside of the bra and stroke my cock deep inside of the panties while I watched myself in the mirror. I yanked my cock out just in time, and most of my 'mess' ended up on my inner thigh, missing the top of Mama's red fishnets by a mere inch.
Even though it was such a turn on, I couldn't keep wearing mama's brand new lingerie. But I still wanted to wear it, so I came up with a plan. What if I stole the odd pair of panties or lace bra here and there? Also there was something about the rush of sneaking things in and out of their bedroom. That alone was a huge turn on. I quickly discovered Mama had a 'secret' drawer. It turned out she wasn't nearly as conservative as I thought. Buried behind a pile of neatly folded long sleeve shirts, was a huge array of lace and soft cotton panties, bras and fishnet stockings and some weird sex toys I couldn't figure out. Mama had so many different lingerie outfits in her top two dresser drawers that there was no way she would notice me stealing a little bit here and there. Now I finally had a way to entertain myself all summer, and anytime papa was in the garage and Mama was working, I would practically sprint to steal lingerie from behind her shirts.
