Refuse her offer

Wearing women's clothing? The answer is obvious, you're not going to die for being a little cold anyway, aren't you?

The minutes pass, the food disappears and your feet are totally frozen, which leaves the cold of the floor to lodge in the planks of the chair, slightly less cold. Abi does not stop insisting on her proposal. You can barely feel your hands, but you refuse to wear women's clothes. Your pride is too great, and you know that Abi could mock you all your life for dressing like her, don't you? At least the chatter flows like the cold between your legs. Glasses of wine parade on the table, and the confidence is such that you two even talk about sex, about work, about Abi's love for clothes... She's not even like an aunt anymore but like your best friend. It's a connection you've rarely had before, and so the minutes and even the hours pass, just as the **** gradually disappears. Eventually Abi's eyes blink, she gives a yawn that she tries to hide uselessly. Her exhaustion begins to take over her body and eventually you both accept the harsh reality of staying so late.

Even if you don't want to accept it, you both understand that it's time to go to sleep. You're not sleepy, but Abi is, so she tells you that she will take a shower and go to sleep. She offers you her room again, although you prefer to take the sofa so she can rest while you watch some TV before going to sleep, to which she reluctantly accepts. She leaves you the TV control where you fortunately find your favorite movie in no time, so you decide to watch it again for the umpteenth time as you see Abi leaving to her room.

Your body is now covered by a blanket, courtesy of Abi. You can barely feel your fingers and toes, despite having them completely covered. Your mind makes an effort to focus on the movie and not the cold. You regret not having accepted the second blanket that Abi offered you earlier when you thought that one blanket would be enough, but again out of pride you decide not to ask for it. Suddenly, you hear the unmistakable sound of Abi's heels approaching. You hear her stopping right next to you, and finally she says...

“Cover your eyes.”

Totally confused, you turn your gaze to the left where the imposing woman looks at you mischievously.

“Cover your eyes, I said!” She exclaims laughing. “I'm not going to get my clothes wet too, so I have to undress and leave all this here,” she pointed to her own attire and what she was carrying in her hand, a bunch more clothes, “and you're literally next to the bathroom.”

It takes you a few seconds to process the information, but you accept her strange proposal and you cover your eyes with the sheet. As you listen to the swish of fabric sliding across her skin, the heel of her shoes while she drops them on the floor and the elastic of her skirt hitting her thick thighs makes the temptation grow... but no. I mean, she's your friend, your aunt, isn't she?

“Done, but don't take that off! I'm still naked,” you hear just before you hear the door close to your right. "And done!" She yells at you from the other side of the door.“I'll let you know when I'm about to leave so you can cover up again, then I'll get dressed and I leave you in peace for once.” On top of the sofa lies the clean clothes, neatly folded: a cream-colored dress as far as you can see, and on top of it a pair of platform sandals. Always in heels, right? Next to you lies Abi's worn clothes, the ones she just took off. Her long black skirt is the base on which her white blouse with some soft sweat stains sits, and underneath it something red is peeking out. At the foot of the sofa rest at last Abi's black heels, in which you can almost make out the silhouette of her feet. Anyway, you don't give it any importance, there is nothing to highlight. Your hands are still frozen and so are your feet. You curl up in the blanket and turn your attention back to the movie.

It's so cold that you move all the time. You cover your head, place your hands under your naked butt, warm them with your breath, until at one point your fingers brush against Abi's clothes by accident, the ones that she just took off, specifically the red thing. But something catches your attention: it's wet and.... warm.

You take it out of curiosity. Those are actually panties! Pretty wide panties and, what the hell, cute. It has some stains, one visibly where it should be, well... you know. Hanging from the panties you see something red and big, even bigger: Abi's bra, also warm and soft and showing (and smelling) clear signs of use. Your gaze wanders, her skirt, her shirt, her shoes... all impregnated with Abi's sweat, her perfume, but also her body heat.

You think again. You're freezing, and you could... maybe dress in her worn clothes, warm yourself a little with her body heat and when she's done, undress again and leave everything as it was before so she can find everything as expected when she’s out of the bathroom. It's true, it means dressing as a woman, but no one will know this way.

You look at the clean clothes as well. They don't have Abi's body heat, but it would mean wearing unused clothing, at least for you. Even if it's a dress it's still better than nothing maybe? You could also do nothing, or even run to Abi's closet and quickly find something to wear throughout the night without her knowing... there are many options!

You don't have much time. You think about it quickly and...