Making the most of time alone

As soon as the door closes behind your mother and Caitlyn, you let out a deep sigh of relief. The house suddenly feels much quieter, the silence almost deafening..

"Finally I am alone" you scream out and rush upstairs to mom's room. You burst through the door, eyes wide with excitement. The room is a flurry of colors and fabrics, with dresses and skirts hanging from the closet doors. You quickly scan the room, your gaze landing on a laundry basket.

You quickly grab the satin and lace robe from the laundry basket, holding it up to your nose and inhaling deeply. The scent of Caitlyn's perfume fills your nostrils, and you can't help but feel a rush of excitement. You run your fingers over the delicate fabric, tracing the edges of the lace trim.

"Damn, it feels good" you mumble to yourself, a grin spreading across your face. You clutch the robe to your chest.

You grab the robe and then sprint into the bathroom, your heart pounding in your chest. You remember Caitlyn's thong and bra in the laundry basket, and you quickly snatch them out, clutching them to your chest as you lock the bathroom door behind you.