Shorter than Vyki would have liked

As everyone took their usual seats, food was passed around and plates were quickly filling up. Before long, conversations were slowly dying down as people began enjoying the well-prepared meal with all the fixing. However, before long, Vyki suddenly realized it was only her utensils that were moving. As she looked up with a mouthful of ham, everyone at the table was staring at her.

Molly was clearly shocked, Jessica was trying to stifle laughter, and Matthew had a critical smirk as he looked on. Vyki chewed a bit more and **** down her food as she said, “what?”

“Um, dear,” Molly tried to say politely, “I’m assuming your, um, ‘training’ didn’t cover table etiquette?”

It was at that moment that Vyki suddenly realized she’d only had finger foods or salads on those rare occasions she was eating around others in ‘Vyki-mode’. She quickly took on a deer in a headlight look as she glanced around the table suddenly feeling like a caricature on stage.

“You’re not being very lady-like, young lady,” Jessica quipped at her barely containing her giggle and reveling in tossing her father’s critique at Vyki, as she cut a very small piece of ham and placed it in her mouth with a wide smile.

Glancing around the table, she could see Molly’s worried look and then Matthew shrugs his shoulders as he took a healthy bite and filled up his mouth before grabbing some mash potatoes quickly behind it. Looking to her son filling himself up and then over to his daughter daintily eating her meal, the juxtaposition of the expected decorum slammed into her face. Glancing down at her own plate, Vyki couldn’t help but look at the mounds of silicone sticking out from her chest outlined in white fluff with a small dollop of gravy nestling just above her cleavage. Looking up again and seeing her kids refocus on their meal, she took her napkin and gently wiped her breast before returning to her plate. With a deep sigh, she cut what felt like a minuscule piece from her ham and gently placed it in her mouth. Although her kids only took occasional glances at her, she couldn’t help but feel like she was on critical review as she felt like she was only picking at her food as the inner conflict of Paul’s natural hunger, her sudden feeling of questioning her every move unsure of all the ‘rules’ that might be expected, and her complete fear of looking like a farcical ‘man in a dress’; Vyki’s appetite was quickly waning as her stomach got tied in knots.

“So, kids, Matthew mentioned y'all had things to do later?” Molly said, trying to start a conversation to break the tense silence.

“Oh ya, some friends from school were back in town too after lockdown and we wanted to get together,” Jessica stated in between bites.

Matthew shoved the blob of potatoes he was chewing into his cheek as he responded, “ya, we’ll probably have to head out soon so we can go back and change before we need to meet them,” before he resumed chewing.

“What??” Vyki asked trying to hold back her incredulous feeling, “on Christmas day??”

“I know it kind of sucks,” Jessica said worried about disappointing her, “but unfortunately a lot of them are only hear for the day so it's the only time all the schedules lined up.” She could see the disappointed look in her ‘aunt’s face and quickly explained, "but we’re not leaving town; we’ll have more time to hang out for sure!” reaching out to grasp Aunt Vyki’s hand.

Vyki realized how her face must have telegraphed her selfish disappointment and quickly moved her expression into a warm smile. “I understand, hun,” Vyki says comforting her daughter, “I wouldn’t want to deprive your friends of you either.” Then turning to Matthew and grasping his hand as well, “I just missed you two so much and I’m glad to have you home.”

“How can you have missed us, Aunt Vyki?” Jessica replies in a mocking tone, “we just met you yesterday.”

Vyki playfully swats Jessica’s hand as she rolls her eyes at her daughter knowing very well, she got that annoying teasing trait from Paul. “Eat your dinner and tell us old fogies all about your big plans for the day.”

Jessica and Matthew immediately went into talking about their friends and the different things they had planned with their respective groups that apparently did coincide periodically. Vyki was happy to hear their thoughts and excitement, but she also found it helpful in letting her to continue to daintily eat her food while the kids’ conversations let their meal drag out as their plates were taking longer to empty.

However, regrettably Matthew finally said what Vyki had been dreading, breaking the spell of the picturesque family moment: “we probably need to get back and change if we’re going to be able to catch up to them.”

“Oh God, you’re right!” Jessica said scooping up the last of her pie.

Suddenly there was a flurry of activity as Matthew grabbed their plates and Jessica got up and grabbed their presents. Vyki looked over at Molly and she just gave her a frustrated shrug knowing this is what kids will do. However, Molly was almost glad she wasn’t going to have to wait until tonight to have more time alone with Vyki.

Standing up, Vyki took her plate to the kitchen and looked at the never-ending pile of dishes and figured she’d at least have something to occupy her time. Molly followed her silently with her own plate. Seeing Vyki’s contemplative look at the dishes, Molly knew she was already planning things after the kids left but abruptly interrupted that, “worry about those later. Right now, we can see the kids off.” Molly then came up behind her & wrapped her arms around her silky waist, then whispered in her ear, “and then you're all mine. bwahaha!” A shiver ran down Vyki’s spine as her trapped member remembered their play last night.

“Alright, I think we got all big stuff for now,” Matthew said holding a box with VR gear sticking out the top.

Vyki spun around to face them, and Molly removed one arm, but kept one possessively around Vyki as she guided her to the door.

“Thank ya’ll again for the gift cards,” Jessica said as she came bounding through kissing the women on the cheek as she went by.

In a bit of a daze, Vyki allowed herself to be pushed by Molly’s arm around her waist, but kept her hands demurely clasped in front trying to keep her nightie down as the kids headed for the door.

“Love you! You kids have fun,” Molly shouted out as the kids opened the front door and Molly followed them down the hall guiding Vyki in front of her.

As the cool air from outside came whipping in, Vyki’s feet found some footing as she skittered her steps before she was pushed out in public. As it was she practically froze wide eyed as she looked out the open door into broad daylight while dressed in her neglige.

“Bye, Aunt Vyki. Bye, Mom,” Matthew said as he pulled the door to finishing it with, ”love you!”

Realizing they were actually going but now protected from the outside, Vyki shouted back, “love you, too!”

Molly chuckled at her boisterous yet timid stance as Vyki wrung her hands in front of her.

“Did they hear me?” she said to the closed door before turning to Molly, “do you think they heard me?” Panic washed over Vyki’s face. Ever since Molly first went on a trip, Paul always made a point that the last thing they heard from him was how much he cared for him. Suddenly, the thought of something catastrophic happening and Vyki never had a chance to tell them again, and the last thing they would have seen was a timid lady in a Santa nightie watching her stare at them.

“I’m sure they did sweety,” Molly said as Vyki took a few cautious steps to the door.

Vyki put her hand on the doorknob thinking if she would actually risk someone seeing her or go chasing after them like this or would they really be okay. She was actually shaking under internal conflict, turned the knob, and peaked her head around the door.

Looking out she saw Jessica peak up as she closed the trunk and caught her eyes. “Love you too, Aunt Vyki!” Jessica shouted out seeing her face peak out and waved. Vyki nearly cried in relief as she waved back before closing the door behind her and finally letting out her breath, she didn’t realize she was holding.

It was only when she felt Molly’s pajamas rub against her bare leg and heard the dead bolt lock, did she remember what Molly told her and repeated with an evil glint in her eye. “Now you’re alllll mine, slut.”