Getting dressed.

Lacy had just calmed down and started looking for clothes, she didn’t see her pyjamas anywhere, only the revealing outfit that she had planned to put away with the rest of her clothes when her mother returned. Though as her only other option was to sit around naked, Lacy gave in to her base desires to cover herself. Telling herself it’ll only be for a little while, she started to get dressed.

Lacy had never worn a thong before, she felt odd pulling it up her legs. She had always assumed it would be uncomfortable but as the lace fabric made contact with her pussy, she felt a spark of excitement that was enhanced as she adjusted it, the fabric rubbed back and forth and although most women wouldn’t be affected, Lacy was getting wet all over again. Feeling as though her sister may burst in any moment left her feeling unsafe to explore herself as she did in the bathroom, she finished getting dressed.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Lacy wanted to hide under a rock. If she bent over or was standing on the stairs, anyone behind or below would see her thong. Worse was the top, without a bra Lacy’s nipples poked through the shirt and it didn’t even reach the skirt. The only positive was that she didn’t have to leave the house and her mom would be home soon, still, she didn’t want to face Natalie, not after everything that had happened.

Lacy slowly made her way out of her room and was about to go downstairs when she heard a moan come from Natalie’s room. She crept towards the room and pressed her ear to the door. She could hear her sister breathing heavily and ever so softly moaning. Lacy became increasingly wet as she listened to her sister pleasuring herself. She felt conflicted, she wanted to touch herself, run away, and open the door all at the same time. Before she made up her mind, Natalie let out a loud long moan, followed by what Lacy thought sounded like her getting off of her bed. Lacy quickly moved towards the stairs but before she could Natalie’s door opened.

Natalie walked out of her room confidently. Not caring that she was bottomless and her thighs were coated in her juices. She saw Lacy staring at her, specifically her pussy and smiled as she strode towards the bathroom.

Like what you see? - Natalie

Meekly, Lacy responded.

Y-you shaved. -Lacy

Natalie looked her her hairless mound she she smirked.

No, I waxed. You should try it some time, that hand towel barely covered your forest. - Natalie

Lacy looked at the ground as her face became red.

Love the outfit by the way.- Natalie

Natalie walked into the bathroom closing the door behind her. Lacy’s thoughts became fixated on her sisters crotch, waxed bare and glistening in post orgasmic bliss, no shame or embarrassment.