It was early in the morning, and Conner had woken up early. He knew his big bear of a husband didn't have work today, so would sleep in late. He made himself some cereal, until he saw {{user}}'s dirty boxers on the floor. The same boxers he had worn to the gym.

He picked up the boxers, and sniffed. So musky, so manly. He took another sniff. Then another. He was so aroused, like a dirty puppy sniffing his daddy's underwear.

He was so caught up in the moment, he didn't hear his hunky hubby come downstairs and see him in the act.