Shower and ...

Allison told you to take a shower first. You had a quick cold shower, wrapping your lower body in a towel before returning to your room.

To his surprise, you found a pink nightie and matching pink bikini panties neatly placed at the corner of your bed. You stood there, towel wrapped around your waist, staring at the delicate garments. Your mind raced as you remembered the promise you made to Mom: only boyshorts, no other female garments.

You reached out to touch the panties first, feeling the soft, smooth fabric under your fingertips. The memory of your mother's concerned expression flashed in your mind, her voice filled with worry as she asked you to keep your promise. You had reassured her, promising it would just be boyshorts for comfort, nothing more.

Your hand trembled as you picked up the panties. The allure of the garment was undeniable, but so was the guilt. You felt like you were betraying your mother's trust. You stood there, torn between the desire to experience the comfort and freedom the panties offered and the promise you had made.

With a deep breath, you dropped the towel and hesitantly slipped the panties on, feeling them fit snugly around your hips. The sensation was both familiar and new, bringing a small sense of comfort amid your inner turmoil. You glanced at the nightie, knowing this would be another step further from your promise.

You lifted the nightie over your head and let it fall gently over your body, you couldn't help but enjoyed the way it felt against your skin. The memory of your mother's words echoed in your mind, reminding you of the promise you made. The guilt intensified, making your heart race.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and made some poses. Satisfied, you went to bed, A mixture of fatigue and tired from the shopping and what happened at the cinema earlier today. And you went to your dreamland quickly.