I forgot the quarters

As you may have gathered from previous posts, my Wife and i are 12 hours apart for the next nine weeks, and we have already been apart a month now.  Early on, when we were talking about things and i had my coming out of hiding, i admitted that i sniffed Her panties on occasion.  She was surprised, but pleasantly so.  Which made me very happy, because i love the sweet smell of Her panties.

i didn't have a clue that a couple days after that conversation that She had dropped a surprise in the mail, a delicious surprise!  So on the way out to work last night at about 1030, i checked the mail, and there they were.  i opened them to find them in a ziplock and locking in every bit of fragrant bliss.  i was one lucky boy, but the bad part was i was walking out the door and didn't have time to stop and smell the roses, so to speak.

i called Mistress Amanda on the way to work, and thanked Her profusely.  Upon getting to work, i had to dwell on it all night, The Goddess' panties just waiting for worship.  i called Her, per usual routine in the morning.  When i was just about home, She said, "If You cant get to the apartment, get Your laundry into the washer, and come while smelling my panties, i will allow it".  She was about to walk out the door, so i thought i had 10 minutes until the cutoff time.

It is important to tell you that Mistress Amanda is in total control of my orgasms.  i am not currently under lock and key, but that is only because the good people at UPS have not delivered the CB-6000 yet.  It is due to arrive at home to Mistress Amanda on Friday, the same day i am flying in for a long weekend.  Convenient timing, unfortunately the strap-on we ordered was not so lucky.  The thigh high boots, have not left the UK yet.  So let's cross our fingers for the butt plug and the Wartenberg wheel to get there before i get home!  Back to the point, since Mistress Amanda has taken control, all of my orgasms are supervised, and will be from here on out.  So when She gave me a chance to come, i pushed the gas pedal down a little harder.

Murphy's law is a bitch, because usually when i get to the apartment there are plenty of parking spots at that particular time.  Not today, i had to parallel park into the tiniest of spaces, eating away at the time i had left.  Once in the spot, i ran around the block to the building, and up two flights of stairs.   All while Mistress Amanda was listening on the phone to monitor my progress.  i got my laundry and ran back down to the floor below to start the laundry, got the clothes in, added soap and then......

No quarters, i left them upstairs.  i was at a critical juncture, time was of the utmost importance!  i ran back upstairs got the quarters and ran back down to start the laundry.  Objective met.  On the line, i heard Mistress Amanda ask if i was out of breath, with sinister laughter following.  Yes i was out of breath, the very breath i needed to inhale that aroma that lingered on Mistress Amanda's panties.

i stripped quickly, and sat on the bed. i took the padded envelope and tenderly removed the panties like a sacred artifact.  Pre-cum had leaked through, because of the arousal.  i laid back, placed the panties over my head and lined the crotch up to my nose and took the longest, steadiest breath.  i was literally basking in Mistress Amanda's essence and it was exquisite.  i began stroking, slow at first then with building intensity.  As i neared the point of no return, i asked permission to orgasm.  Even when Mistress Amanda tells me i can orgasm, i have to get permission again at the point of no return.  Luckily, forgetting the quarters didn't cost me the orgasm.  i only beat Mistress Amanda by two minutes.  If not for the scent of the panties, it might have taken two minutes more, then i would have really been out of luck.

Since i will be home in two more days, i doubt i will get the chance to orgasm again.  She offers solace by saying, "maybe when you get home, but we will see."