I was hiding my double dildo in the back of my sweater drawer yesterday after a rousing session and was reminded of a post from a little while back about making sure it wasn’t too difficult for either of my girls to find my sex toys when they’re older if they ever sneak into my room to snoop around the way I used to when I was a curious teen. I wondered what they’d think if they found Mommy’s strange rubber thing with two cockheads at either end. As I closed the drawer I told myself not to bother thinking about it because it would be many years before they began exploring my private places for sex stuff. Then a thought hit me like a thunderbolt! How did I not consider this before!?
In another year or so, my nephew Adam will be old enough to babysit my girls. The possibilities suddenly blew my mind. I wouldn’t have to wait seven or eight years for my nosy darlings to go poking through my things looking for naughty stuff. A year and half should give Adam time to become responsible enough to keep an eye on his cousins for a few hours while Aunty Rach and Uncle Dave go out for dinner and a movie – being sure not to come home until after the girls have gone to bed. A promised call to let my sweet nephew know we were leaving the theater should make him secure enough to venture into forbidden areas of our home without having to worry about being caught in the act. My heart still races whenever I think about this.
I’ve come up with a few other illicit plans over the years, but this is the first one I can easily implement and not have to worry about getting myself into trouble. My latest scheme was to give Adam a hand-me-down tablet that had some racy pictures of me in the trash bin. Of course Aunt Rachael is so clueless about technology that she didn’t know that she had to empty the trash to really delete those naughty images. But, if his parents ever found out, they’d know I wasn’t that un-tech savvy. But, with this new plan, it’s not my fault he went snooping in my bedroom!
I never expected my nephew to violate my privacy like that, your honor. I’m an innocent victim here! How was I to know he would go into my hamper and sniff my dirty panties while he jacked his cock? I never would have guessed he’d rummage through my lingerie drawer and suck the dildo I’d used the night before and hadn’t washed yet. I can’t be held responsible for him going through the pictures on my camera and finding selfies of me that I took while topless (and perhaps bottomless). And I assumed it was my husband’s dried jizz that I found on my toothbrush the next morning. The defense rests!
Maybe I could write some raunchy love letters for him to find. Or better yet, perhaps he could find my hidden x-rated diary where I reminisce about my sexual experiences and record the dirty fantasies I’m too embarrassed to share with my husband. I’d love to plant something that he could easily steal and take home with him to jerk off to, but I wouldn’t want him to get caught. Although, now that I think about it, he would likely use his phone to take pics of anything really good that he found. On the other hand, If was caught by his parents, this could actually lead to an interesting situation.
If my brother found naked pictures of me on his son’s phone, would he sweep it under the rug or come and talk to me about it? It would be hard to hide my excitement during such a conversation just knowing my brother had seen me naked, saw pictures of my fuck toys, or read about my depraved fantasies. Or, maybe my brother would keep them for his own private pleasure. Geez, my head is spinning with all the potential implications! This next year and a half is going to be torture for me!
In the meantime, I suppose I need to start shopping for a good HD nanny cam for my bedroom…
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