Three's Company

Carol was driving like a bat out of hell, perhaps she could make it there before her daughter showed anything too regrettable.

“That must be the bell” remarked Debbi, “I know the top obviously won’t fit you, but why don’t you try the bottoms while I see who’s at the door?” leaving Charlotte to change while she attended to the door. “Oh Carol, what a surprise? What can I do for you?” Debbi greeted her workmate. Carol was still out of breath, having just sprinted from the car. “I, um... I, I” Carol struggled to produce an explanation for her presence at Debbi’s home. “I overheard you telling Charlotte you were getting rid of some old clothes, so I thought I’d stop by and see if you had anything in my size?” “Oh, of course, please come in. Charlotte is actually here right now just trying out a few items. I’ve got to say I’m surprised you’d be interested in any of my clothes.” answered Debbi.

The two women entered Debbi’s bedroom only to find Charlotte just bending over to pull up a pair of bikini bottoms, her bare bum just inches from the webcam, holes winking at a secret audience. Carol dove for the laptop, but was caught by Debbi. “Careful Carol! You’ll bust my computer.” Damn, Carol needed to get to that laptop, if she could just close the lid.

“Hi mom! I didn’t realize you were joining us? What do you think?” Charlotte asked, doing a little strut in the bikini bottoms. “They look great, did it not come with a top?” Carol commented, her eyes still darting around the room, desperately searching for a solution to her problem. “Yeah, but not one that would fit me unfortunately. Guess I have to save the bottoms for the French beach, where I can show off these babies!” Charlotte said, lifting her top over her head and laughing as she jiggled her breasts with her hands. “CHARLOTTE! You put your top back on this instant!” Carol exclaimed. “Relax mom, we’re all girls here.”

Carol realized there was no way to get to Debbi’s laptop without drawing suspicion, she’d just need to get her daughter to stop taking her damn clothes off instead! Debbi interrupted Carol’s train of thought. “I think I’ve got something you might like after all Carol. It's an item I remember you being particularly fond of the last time I wore it.” Tugging Carol by the arm towards the closet, Debbi produced the item in question. A fishnet body stocking, Debbi could mot remember exactly where she’d picked it up, had it been a secret Santa gift? Or perhaps one of the garments from the fashion show she had been allowed to take home? It didn’t matter, the one thing Debbi remembered for sure was how Carol’s face lit-up Debbi had been required to wear it, always remarking how great it looked!

“Come on then! Try it on!” Debbi delighted ushering Carol towards the closet. “No, I don’t think I..” Carol was cut short “Oh come now! You said you were here to try some outfits, and you always seemed fond of this one! Put it on Carol!” Debbi pressed. Damn, she had said she was here to try some things on, reluctantly Carol began to disrobe. Carol went to insert her first foot when suddenly Charlotte stopped her. “Not like that mum, it’ll look ridiculous with this old underwear underneath, you have to take it off!” she said, reaching for Carol’s bra. “Hey! I can undress myself, thank you very much!” Carol shot back. Wait? What was she agreeing to? “Yeah Carol, it's not meant to be worn with knickers remember?” Debbi added, taking some pleasure in the turning of the usual tables.

Carol unhooked her bra nervously looking towards the webcam. At present Debbi was standing right in its way, if she got this over with quickly, maybe she could avoid exposing her bits to anyone, well besides Debbi & Charlotte that is. Carol moved quick like a jackrabbit, and before she knew it the job was done. Carol was garbed in only the fishnet body, the large gaping mesh and open crotch leaving nothing to the imagination. “Wow Carol, it looks fantastic on you!” Debbi said with a smile. “Let's see the back!” Carol did a quick turn, flashing her exposed bum.

“I guess I’ll take it, maybe your father will get a kick out of it.” Carol remarked defeatedly. “Gross!” Charlotte said with her tongue sticking out. It was then Carol noticed Debbi had moved! Her hands quickly shot to cover her body, adopting the classic ENF pose as she sought to hide here exposure from the webcam. “What are you covering up for? We’ve all seen everything already.” Charlotte posed. Carol dropped her hands, Charlotte’s words ringing truer than she knew. Carol’s efforts had backfired, they had only served to join her daughter’s exposure to the internet crowed.