Arriving

Paul parked this car in the long driveway and turned it off. He opened the door and stepped out. You do the same, but with a lot more fussing. "Wearing a dress is weird." you say, smoothing the garment out. It's alight purple dress which ended just above the knee and with more than a bit of cleavage on display. You quickly adjust the neckline, trying to keep from showing off too much. You look up at the house and whistle. "I know I should have expected something like this..."

The 'house' is closer to a mansion. 3 stories, and many rooms on each floor by your guess. You run your hand through your hair, stopping at the ponytail that you pulled it into with a wince. That would still take some getting used to.

"It is a bit much..." Paul said. "Still, it's home." He walked around the car to you, and looked at you. "Um, we should probably sell this."

You look at him with a raised eyebrow, then see him extend a hand to you. You frown as you realize what he wants, then nod with a sigh. "Fine, you're right." you say, extending a hand and grasping his. The two of you intertwine your fingers and grab your suitcases, then head up to the house.

It's a longer walk than you're used to when traveling from a driveway to the door. It makes you glad you opted for flat sandals rather than any of the more... exotic shoes that you were supplied with.

Before either of you can knock on the door, it opens and you see an older couple standing there. Clearly Paul's parents. The man looked a lot like him, just older with graying hair. He was wearing a suit and was smiling at you and Paul.

The woman was elegant, even at a glance. She was wearing a black dress and matching heels, her face made up and her long brown hair immaculately styled. You felt your breath hitch as her eyes fell on you, and you could feel that she was judging you.

"Mom, dad." Paul said. "Good to see you."

"You too, son." his father said. He then looked to me. "Are you going to introduce us?"

"Oh, of course. This is Erin."

You smile, and extend a hand. Paul's dad takes it and turns it, kissing the back of it. You have to work to keep your face from twisting into disgust. You **** a smile. "Enchanted." he said.

"Likewise, sir." you say.

"Please, call me David." He says, releasing your hand.

You look to the mother, extending your hand to her. "It's so nice to meet you."

"Mm, I'm sure." his mother said.

"Dear..." David said, looking at her.

"My name is Marcia." Paul's mother said. "Please come in."

Both of his parents walked inside, and you look to Paul with a raised eyebrow. He shrugs, and leads you inside, gripping your hand again. You all move to the living room, or a living room, at least, and you see 2 more people inside. A young woman and a man.

The young woman looks a lot like Marcia. Brown hair, but shorter. It fell around her shoulders as opposed to the middle of her back like her mother's. She was wearing a black skirt and her a gray top. Again, she was wearing full make up.

The man was wearing a white button up shirt and gray slacks. He had short black hair and a bit of scruff on his face.

"Big brother!" the girl said, standing up and walking to Paul. She hugged him and kissed his cheek, then looked to you when she broke it. "And you must be Erin?"

You smile and nod, extending your hand to her. "I am. You must be Cynthia."

"Got it in one." she says. "And please, call me Cindy." She pushes your hand down and pulls you into a hug. You wince a bit as you feel your breasts squished by hers, and note that she's a bit taller than you now, then look to Paul as you wrap your arms around her. He shrugs and smiles.

"Nice to see you again, Paul." the man said.

"Same to you, Bill." Paul said, shaking the man's hand. "Nervous yet?"

"Just a bit." Bill said.

Cindy releases you and turns around. "You better lose that, mister."

"A little nervousness is to be expected." David said. "It's nothing to get worried about."

"So, we doing lunch?" Paul asked.

"That was the plan." Cindy said. "We have some stuff to do after, though, so we need to hurry. I need to get some last minute things before my bachelorette party tonight. Speaking of, you're coming right Erin?"

You smile and nod. "I was planning to."

"Great! Perfect." Cindy said.

"We should begin lunch, then." Marcia said. "We can use it as an opportunity to get to know Erin better."