My favorite victim is my sister in law Mandy- my wife's youngest sister. Very attractive. I resisted perving on her out of respect, and because she's such a sweetheart, despite seeing several whale tails- she loves her low rise jeans. But she came to visit us shortly after I got married. She was supposed to stay a week, it turned into a glorious month while she was between jobs and trying to figure out her twentysomething life.
One night, I was in the garage behind the house putting away some tools. I was right in line with her first floor bedroom window as I shut the door and turned around. As I did, the light switched on in her room and my eye was drawn to her window. Her blind was open. I could see her walking in the bedroom door wrapped in a towel. I knew what I was going to see- I was instantly hard and couldn't look away. I stepped to a shadowed spot in the backyard that gave a slightly better vantage point and I couldn't be seen.
I watched her towel come off. I saw her beautiful, natural D cups- perfect medium size, medium color nipples. Her bald pussy. Her perfect juicy ass. Nearly came in my pants as I watched her bend over and pull on a sexy thong and then a sports bra.
A day or two later, I went to the basement to do some laundry. I saw a pile of her dirty clothes in front of the washer, and the thong I watched her put on was right on top. I picked it up. The cratch was stiff with pussy cream. I sniffed it- wonderfully ripe, musky, slightly spicy pussy scent. I licked it, and barely had time to open my pants and grab another dirty thong from the pile to take my load as I stretched the first thong over my face and almost immediately started tossing ropes.
After that, I couldn't control myself. The first time she went out with my wife for the day, I immediately raided her room. I was so amused to find that for what was supposed to be a one-week stay, she packed 58 panties, mostly tiny little thongs and strings. It kooked like when she was packing, she just opened her panty drawer, grabbed a huge handful, and stuffed them in her bag. I bet that's exactly what she did. I knew she wouldn't miss a few. She went home with 46 and never said a word.
Since then, I have stolen about 60 of her panties, mostly dirty thongs. Plus a huge haul of panties she was throwing away, but this post is already too long.