Panty Sniffing 1: Honey, Your Daughter Is Ovulating
Something was wrong with my 18-year-old daughter, Mia. She’d been acting VERY moody lately and neither my wife or I could figure out what.
One night, my beautiful wife, Stella, decided to find out what was bothering her.
She came back with two things:
1) A secret
2) Her forbidden panties
I had no idea my lovely wife was this depraved.
I couldn't understand it. Mia, our 18-year-old raven-haired, emerald-eyed tall, athletic daughter had been very moody lately. Slamming doors, stomping up steps, crying in her room. The whole nine-yards.
Neither my wife or I could figure it out. Had we done something to upset her? That was a distinct possibility. But nothing stood out. As her father, I was concerned for her. There were no boyfriends that we knew about. No issues with her new college courses. Nothing.
"I'm going to find out." My wife kissed me on the nose, put on a housecoat and padded upstairs. My heart thrummed as the time slowly dragged by. My mind raced with all the possibilities of what could be wrong. But none of them compared to the reality of what was really going on.
"You would NOT believe it..." Stella, my beautiful wife, quickly slipped inside and sat on the bed next to me. I sat up and noticed she was holding an article of clothing tightly in her grip.
"What? Is something wrong?" I asked, worried that it was something really bad.
"I..." My wife blushed and turned away. "I don't really know if I should be telling you this."
My heart sped up. "Tell me what? I'm her father! I should know what's going on with my baby girl."
My wife looked back at me, then swore me to secrecy. "I'll tell you on the condition that you keep this fully to yourself."
I nodded. God, had she killed someone?
My wife lowered her voice and whispered in my ear.
"She's ovulating, honey..." She said as if that explained everything.
"Okay?" I shrugged, not getting it.
"It's really making her baby crazy. She was crying and told me that her ovaries were aching so badly and that she wanted to get knocked up so much it hurt."
I stared at my wife uncomprehendingly. "This is what's making her moody?"
Stella nodded, then a devious smile spread across her face. "I snuck this from her dirty hamper on the way out."