Hello fellow perverts, I hope you are all enjoying your day. I'm not really sure how to go about this confession, I mainly hope that it'll help exorcise this from my mind and perhaps also brighten your day? I'm not sure.

Anyway, here goes: I met MC this summer. She's in uni studying law with one of my kids. One evening we were having dinner altogether. She's sat next to me. I start to sit up to bring a plate back to the kitchen - she springs to her feet and says she'll do it.

As she does, I catch a glimpse of her panties under her shorts. They're red. Something in me clicks.

She comes back and I'm now really aware she's there, right next to me. I feel like I shouldn't look at her, and yet I can't see anything else but the view my place affords me down her top. I force my eyes to divert, and now they're trying to find their way off of her legs.

I'm starting to feel myself get flustered. I'm painfully aware that my face radiates and that it must be pretty red. I look up. Damn it, even her hands are pretty. No matter what, don't look at her face.

I get up and excuse myself, go to the bathroom, take a breath, regroup. What the hell was that?

Fast forward two days. It's the middle of the afternoon, MC is by the pool enjoying the sun. I was there not too long ago, but right now I'm in my bathroom. The shower is running, empty. I'm on the floor, a towel bundled between my thighs, scrolling through her socials. Fast forward two weeks. It's early in the morning, the house is asleep. I'm lying in bed, thinking about how it's her last day here. How I'm gonna miss her freckles. How it's a shame she never surprised me. Wait... Oh god, do I want her to surprise me?

I sneak to her bathroom. I guess I should just wait naked pretending I'm doing something? I strip. Now what? I look around... Oh, her electric toothbrush... Wait, is that her top in the basket? I bet it smells like her... I shouldn't. Oh fuck, it does. My hand can't stay away. What else might be in there? For a second I my head clears. This is insane. Don't look in the mirror. What the fuck is wrong with me? I retreat to my own bathroom.