[pussluver]

Ep 5

5pm

In my room, I struggled with myself whether should I do it.

Eventually small head took over big head and I waited for 5 minutes before heading back out again.

I went into the toilet in the kitchen and closed the door quietly.

From what I knew from my friends who had tenants, normally they would keep their soiled laundry basket in their own room. Even when they wash their clothes, they would also hang them in their own rooms to dry.

I had allowed Shane to place his laundry basket in the toilet when he asked me for permission in the past. The main reason he cited was for hygiene purposes. As such, he must have told Giselle that it was fine to place her laundry there as well and she had done so without much thought.

Standing in the toilet, with shaking hands, I opened the lid of the basket that used to house her soiled clothes.

Immediately a gush of different scents reached my nostrils. Firstly was the smell of dried sweat on her clothes which was the result from all the perspiration during her unpacking yesterday.

Like a second layer of smell, there was also that alluring and intoxicating fragrance of a woman.

These 2 distinct scents filled the toilet and caused my heart to beat rapidly within my ribcage.

I was suddenly brought back to the time in my youth when I stole my neighbours' panties that were hanging in the corridor for drying.

My hand shook with anticipation as I reached inside the basket and took out the singlet she was wearing last night.

I inverted it and placed it on my nose, sniffing and taking in her fragrance directly. My cock raised to its full mast instantly.

I took a few more whiffs and sniffs and placed the singlet aside.

Her shorts were in the basket but I wasn't interested in it.

I reached further down the basket and took out her white bra.

Using my finger, I felt the insides of it where her nipples were supposed to be resting against before cupping over my nose like a N95 mask. Giselle's body foam fragrance was more pronouce here.

I unzipped myself and wrapped the fabric around my cock and gave it a few tugs.

It was sick but I did mind. I had not felt this exhilaration for a long time now.

I placed the bra back into the basket and picked out the final garment, her white cotton panty.

Holding it upright as it Giselle was wearing it, I kissed the place on her panty where her crotch was hidden behind that soft fabric.

Flipping it inside out, I placed my nose on the place where her pussy would be in contact with. I could smell all her womanly scent that had deposited themselves since last night as she was packing her room. Sick waves of pleasure filled my mind.

When I had enough, I licked the same patch and imagine that I was tasting her.

Finally, I wrapped it around my cock and masturbated with it until I cum into the toilet bowl.

I placed her clothes carefully back into the box and close it before stepping quietly out of the toilet.

Her door was still close and I retreated back into my room.

My mind felt rejuvenated and refreshed.





7.30pm

There was a knock on my door and I opened it.

Giselle: Uncle Peter, wanna go for dinner?.... yesterday you helped me to dabao and today, I'll accompany you there to eat....

She was wearing the same T-shirt and had changed to a pair of 3/4 shorts but my impression of her had changed after the intimacy I had with her undergarments earlier.

Just staring at her face was now giving me a hardon. I had to remind myself not to think about it.

Me: er... ok... sure.... give me a few minutes

I closed the door, changed into a pair of berms and made sure that I had calmed down before leaving my room.

She was waiting in the living room and we went out together.

I was in my mid forties but people told me that I looked 5 years younger. Even so, the actual desparity between our ages were quite substantial but we were still able to converse and at least I did not look like her dad.

We walked to Rivervale mall and had our dinner there.

I found out more about her family and she told me that her father was now a bankrupt. She was the only child and was now trying to help to provide some financial support to her parents.

She asked me about my past and I told her about my ex-wife leaving me for another guy. She did not probed any further and we talked about other stuff.





17 July 2023
Monday
8am

There was a knocked on my door and I opened it.

Giselle was standing there and I could smell the body foam from her freshly showered body. I could also see that she had applied some light make up on her face.

As for me, I had just woken up. Looking at her youthful and fresh body also woke up my dick.

Giselle: Good morning Uncle Peter. I'm ready to go.... I just need to know where we are going so that I know what clothes to wear...

I wanted to laugh at her enthusiasm but I held back and just smiled.

Me: we're just meeting a friend at 11am....

Giselle: oh....

Me: but we can go for breakfast in the meantime....

She perked up again.

Giselle: ok.... is that all for today?

Me: yes....

She disappeared into her room and closed the door.



She changed into officer wear, basically a front buttoned blouse and a pencil skirt and we got into my old Toyota. I could have bought a better car but in my opinion, owning a car is a depreciating cost rather than an investment. I did not want to spend too much on it.

Although I had seen a fair bit of her legs as she had been wearing shorts at home, somehow it was a different proposition when I saw her in skirts. As I drove us to the breakfast location, I could not help myself from taking peeks at her smooth and sexy legs which again helped more blood to flow down into my groin.

Then at 11am, we met my friend to understand a little more about a secretariat company. Giselle took notes as we talked.

After that we had lunch and went home.



3pm

Giselle: Uncle Peter, that's all for today?

Me: yes...

Giselle: but we are out for only a while... are you sure you don't need me to do anything else?

I thought of asking her to give me a blowjob but that would be suicidal at this point of time.

Me: yes... and that's why you are freelancing and not working full time for me....

Giselle: oh right....

Me: and... just call me Peter.... calling me Uncle Peter while we are working makes me feel super old....

Giselle: hehe... ok.... I'll try...

She said that she would be searching online for jobs in her room and let her know if I needed her help for anything. I left her alone for the rest of the day.



For the next few days, it was the same. We went out for a while and then came home.

While we were outside, I helped her to open the car door, bought food and snacks for her, held the doors opened for her to walk first. They were nothing overly extravagant and just some basic stuff.

Although I was not emotionally attached to woman after my ex-wife left me, I had some occassional sugarbabies over the years to satisfy my sexual needs. The last sugarbaby that I had told me some of the things that a girl would notice when I did it for them. I had just used those same tricks on Giselle and I was sure that Giselle had noticed these as well.


So far, I had:

1. cast doubts on her relationship with Shane - checked
2. spent time with her. - checked
3. helped her with her finances - checked
4. taught her some new things such as setting up a company - checked
5. shown my caring side - checked

However I knew that these were not enough to sway her to my side yet

I needed some major incident to happen so that she would lean on me

I knew exactly what needed to be done.