Dinner with the Riders

Josie and Trixie wen tdown the stairs together. After the hot (in more ways than one) shower Josie had put on a loose t-shirt and her usual sweatpants while Trixie opted to go fully naked - the only clothes she had were the tiny pair of not-even-really-shorts she'd had on when they first met and it wasn't like anything Josie had would fit her.

On the way down Josie had, with a little trepidation, taken Trixie's hand, and the gentle squeeze she got in return made her feel a little better about facing her mother.

The dinner Rebecca had prepared wasn't anything special, but everything was homecooked. There were homemade mashed potatoes, porkchops, and gravy, as well as a fresh green salad.

Josie was relieved to see that her mother was dressed, even if she was just wearing a tight sleeveless top and a pair of cut-offs.

It was the weirdest dinner Josie had ever experienced. She was nervous and felt awkward and embarrassed, but Trixie was talkative and seemed perfectly at ease having dinner with near-strangers completely naked. Her mother kept up her end of the conversation, but Josie could tell she was more reserved than usual, and while she didn't ask any probing questions, for which Josie was eternally grateful, she glanced in her direction several times with a considering look on her face.

When they were done Trixie helped load the dishwasher and despite the weird mood Josie couldn't help but feel a stirring between her legs when she was treated to a view of her... girlfriend? bending over at the waist, her pussylips just barely visible under her round ass.

Trixie had promised to swing past tomorrow and pick up Josie so they could go to school together. As they were saying goodbye Josie wanted nothing more than to kiss her, but Rebecca was there too and she couldn't bring herself to kiss another girl in front of her mother, even though she had already seen them in a much more compromised position.

Trixie was halfway out the door when Josie suddenly remembered her shorts.

"I'll get them!" She rushed up the stairs, then hesitated. Should she wait? Would they get a few minutes alone? She came back down slowly and apparently more quietly than she thought as she caught the tail end of something her mother was saying to Trixie and by the tone of her voice it was something serious.

"...know what you're doing. Josie looks tough but she's fragile and all of this is very new to her, so don't-"

She cut herself off mid-sentence when she suddenly noticed Josie. She cleared her throat.

"So we'll see you tomorrow. Take care, Trixie."

Rebecca went upstairs and Josie handed Trixie her shorts.

"So, uh... See you tomorrommmfff!"

Josie's awkward goodbye was cut off when Trixie leapt up into her arms and planted a big kiss on her lips. It took several minutes before their mouths were free to talk again.

"Don't worry about tomorrow. I'll stay with you as much as I can."

"Wow. Uh, I mean, okay. Good. Thanks."

Trixie hugged her tight.

"Everything will be fine."

And then she was out the door, racing down the street on her bike.