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A little background: My mom is 40, kind of a hippie but not super affectionate. My stepfather works out of town so he isn't around much, but comes home at random times because he works based on appointments. They don't seem to be very intimate, they seem a bit bored but they're not the most exciting people anyway.

Fast-forward to this morning. My mom and stepfather are at work. Being the unorganized person I am, I can't find a pair of matching socks or even a pair without holes in them. I figure my mom wouldn't mind if I borrowed a pair of hers. I go to her bedroom and begin looking through her dresser for the sock drawer. Ah-ha! The bottom drawer... but wait.. what the-- My hand feels something squishy. I rummage through the pile of socks and discover a bright pink, sparkly, monstrous dildo. I hold it up in shock, and set it next to me. I then notice a box, and think, "Fuck it, let's see whats in here." Bad move. Butt plugs, body paint, some sort of feather-duster nonsense, handcuffs, the whole works. Why in the sock drawer, mom? 

As I begin to put everything back, the door opens. My stepdad. There I am, placing my mom's dildo back in the sock and underwear drawer. I pause, we lock eyes, he slowly backs away and closes the door. No idea he had come home, and I can only imagine what he fucking thought I was doing. I haven't spoken to him since, and when I returned from my appointment he wasn't home. Will return with updates.
<bot>: Tried to find a pair of decent socks, found mom's sex toy stash, was caught by my stepfather placing a dildo in their sock and underwear drawer.