An Undie Clad and Embarrassed Veronica

Veronica emerged with Lauren. Lauren was now wearing Veronica's dress, while Veronica was exposed in her undies, a support bra, support hose with built in panty-girdle, and full coverage panties that bulged obviously with a pad.

Veronica's face was as red as the wine, and she rushed to sit down and hunch over.

"How'd it go?" David asked, knowingly.

Lauren beamed a beautiful smile. "David, you wouldn't believe it, but mom really helped! I had already tossed the blouse and jeans in the sink to soak, but she gave up her dress for me!"

"Well, David smirked at the undie-clad would be MILF, it does look much better on you! But you'd be sexy in a burlap sack!", David snaked his hand under the dress and grasped Lauren's upper thigh, "DAVID!, Lauren giggled, "Stop! We're in public!"

David joked, "You remind me why I hate public. How can I help it though, Lauren? Your thighs are silkier than this." and he let his finger lightly dance on the silken gusset of Lauren's expensive panties.

Lauren could only let at an a squeak, and David turned his attention to Veronica. "That was a very good, and nice thing you did for Lauren!"

Veronica's face showed relief, even in her state of undress, "Besides, you look good, you must, to have produced a beauty like Lauren!"

Then David cut her down, again, "Flawless, really, except for that pad. I thought you'd be menopausal, unless that's a piss-pad. It IS a piss pad, isn't it?"

Veronica weakly nodded her head.

"No shame in that, David smiled, when one gets to be your age they just can't hold their bladder anymore."

Lauren looked at the humiliated and humbled faces of her mother and sister. Her face started to hurt from smiling.

"Now, David announced, let's have some dessert, just dessert."