Clean up

You peek out of the bathroom, making sure the coast is clear. The house remains quiet.

You step into the washing room and quickly sort through the laundry, finding the detergent and fabric softener. You toss the lingerie into the washing machine, the soft lace and delicate fabric disappearing into the swirling water. The machine hums to life, the sound filling the small space as the clothes are agitated. You lean against the washing machine, watching as the lingerie is cleaned. The scent of the fabric softener fills the air, mingling with the lingering musk of your cum. You reach out and open the door, peering into the drum to check on the progress of the wash.

Eventually the washing machine stops, you then take all of the laundry including Cait's lingerie out and hang it on the drying rack. "Okay I just need to clean up the bathroom" you whisper to yourself and make your way back. You quickly wipe up the cum with a clean rag, tossing it in the trash. You head out of the bathroom, turning off the light behind you.

You jump into bed, the soft mattress conforming to your body as you sink into the plush comforter. The room is dark, the only light filtering in from the hallway. You take a deep breath, the scent of your step-sister's perfume still lingering on the fabric. The bra and thong are gone, cleaned and drying, ready to be worn again soon.

You shiver slightly, the cool air raising goosebumps on your skin. You pull the comforter up, wrapping it around your body You close your eyes, trying to fall asleep, but your mind keeps wandering back to the events of the evening. You keep picturing yourself in Caitlyn's thong, the lacy fabric clinging to your curves. You shiver slightly, the cool air raising goosebumps on your skin as you imagine how it would feel to wear it again.

You fall asleep eventually.