With his next objective firmly established, Jon headed towards the dresser once again, this time in search of a pair of panties. 'It's gotta be something that at least matches my bra.' Jon thinks to himself as he starts searching.
As his hands are going through the drawers of panties, his age starts to increase a bit, going from it's teenage years and right to twenty although it certainly won't be stopping there.
Finally, he comes up with a red thong and holds it up to the light. "I think that would fit the color scheme of my bra just right." he says outwardly although inside his head, he's about to scream as he doesn't want to wear anything like that at all.
Taking his shoes off, which is then followed by his pants, he now is just wearing the bra, MILF T-shirt, and boxers. The latter of which is quickly taken off and discarded into the closet where it will sit for who knows how long.
Jon glances down at his crotch as he slides the red silky and lace thong up his legs and notices something weird. "Isn't my penis normally bigger than that?" he says aloud but quickly shakes it off as he finishes bringing his thong up to where it needs to be around his hips and loves the way the tiny fabric in the back goes up his ass crack.
"That's much better, I just hope Zoe doesn't find anything else she thinks I should correct." he says as he heads back outside.
