By Jeneee
“Do you like pasta, Pam?” I called out from the kitchen to the family room where the girls had settled in front of the television to watch a movie.
“Yes, Mrs. Samuel, my aunt often cooks that for us at home. What kind are you making?” she asked as she came through the kitchen door to see me.
“Angle hair, with mushrooms and meat sauce,” I replied. “And you can call me Jen if you like, sweetie. All of Emily’s friends do, so you don’t have to be that formal around here,” I added, smiling at her. “After all, we’ve all been in the hot tub together in our undies, so I think we can be on a first name basis now, don’t you?” Pam giggled and nodded her head.
“Did you girls put your panties in the dryer, by the way?” I asked, as she turned to go back to the family room.
“Oops, no, we forgot. Sorry Mrs… I mean Jen,” she replied, adding one more blush to her collection.
“Please ask Emily to do that when you go back in hon. Have to make sure they are dry before you go home after dinner. What would your aunt say if you came home carrying wet panties?” I laughed. “She’d wonder what kind of new friends you had made.”
“Okay.” And she disappeared back into the family room. Just then I heard the front door open and knew my girlfriend had returned from work.
“Sharon, I’m in the kitchen,” I yelled.
“Mmm, something smells good,” she exclaimed as she peeked in through the door. “You’re making pasta. Yummy.” And walking up behind me she slid her arms around my waist and kissed the back of my neck.
“Sharon!” screeched Emily, hearing my girlfriend was now home. “You’re here,” she cried, running into the kitchen and hugging her tightly from the back. “I’ve got someone for you to meet. Pa…a… am, come into the kitchen and meet Sharon,” she yelled into the family room. “This is Pam, she’s my new girlfriend,” she explained to Sharon, as Pam walked into the room.
“New girlfriend? That’s great. Now you and your mom both have girlfriends,” she winked. Emily giggled. “Well hi, Pam. You staying for dinner?” Sharon asked.
“Yeah, nice to meet you, er…Sharon?”
“You too. And yes, you can call me Sharon. I live here pretty much all the time now.”
“Uhuh, Emily’s told me about you…and Jen,” she blushed again. “You’re her girlfriend?”
Sharon laughed. “Yes, she’s my girlfriend, aren’t you baby?” She smiled at me, hugging me again and giving me a kiss on the lips.
Emily nudged Pam on the arm and whispered, “See, told you.”
“Mmm,” I managed, not wanting to let go. “But you’d better let me get back to this pasta before it boils dry,” I added. “Go join the girls in the family room for a bit. There’s a new bottle of red wine I opened today on the table. Grab a glass and help yourself.” And Emily grabbed Sharon’s free hand and started to tug her away toward the family room.
“Hold on sweetie,” Sharon told her, laughing at her eagerness. “I have to freshen up a bit from work.” And she detoured toward the bathroom. “I’ll join you girls in a few minutes, okay?”
I went back to preparing dinner, slicing up the huge mushrooms I’d bought at the market and then mixing them in with the ground beef and tomato sauce that was sizzling away in a pan. It was starting to smell great and I hoped I had enough to feed all four of us.
I was almost ready to call everyone in to eat when Sharon came back from the bathroom asking, “And just what are these?”
I turned around and saw her holding up two pairs of damp little girl’s panties from her hands, with an inquisitive look on her face.
“Oh, that Emily!” I grumbled. “I told her several times to put them in the dryer. We were all in the hot tub this afternoon and Pam didn’t have a suit, so they both wore just their panties.”
“Hmm,” she laughed, “and just what did you wear, might I ask?”
I giggled. “Panties and a bra.”
“Well, you must have all had fun. I’m jealous,” she pouted. “So, what do I do with these?” she asked, waving the girls’ undies in the air.
“Be a sweetheart and put them in the dryer, will you? Pam’s got to be able to wear them to go home tonight.”
“What’s she wearing now?” she asked, smirking a bit, “…under that cute little dress of hers,” she added.
I giggled again. “Nothing.”
“And what about that daughter of yours?”
“I suspect she is naked under her baggy pants too,” I told her.
We both laughed. “Sounds like we’re going to have dinner with a couple of young tarts tonight,” Sharon said.
And, as if on cue, the two aforementioned young tarts came rushing into the kitchen asking if everything was ready, and why hadn’t Sharon come in to join them, and what are you doing with our und…
“Ooops, I forgot to put them in the dryer Mom, sorry,” Emily said, looking slightly abashed.
“So, I hear you two are half naked under your clothes,” Sharon teased, again waving their panties in the air.
“If you keep waving them like that,” Emily said, regaining her usual outspoken manner, “they will dry by themselves.” She reached up and tried to grab them from Sharon.
“Oh no you don’t,” Sharon laughed, raising them higher and out of her reach.
“Sharon wants to keep our undies, Mommy,” Emily giggled, turning toward me. “Sharon likes little girl’s panties, Sharon likes little girl’s panties,” she chanted, dancing around the kitchen floor, waving her arms in the air and swiveling her hips like an erotic dancer. Her baggy pants looked like they would soon fall completely down if she wasn’t careful. The top of her girlish mound was already on display and I was holding my breath.
Throughout all of this Pam had stood watching with a look on her face alternating between disbelief and embarrassment, coupled with an urge to giggle, which she wasn’t sure she should do, and tried to suppress.
I couldn’t hold off any longer because the dinner was ready, and pasta gets so sticky if it sits around, so I chimed in, “Okay everyone, settle down, let’s get to the table and I’ll put your undies in the dryer myself.” Grabbing them from Sharon, I pointed to the table and commanded, “Sit, everyone!” in my fiercest tone of voice, which of course was nowhere near as fierce as it should have been as I was trying desperately not to laugh.
“Well, at least I’ve got pants on,” Emily just had to add. Barely, I thought to myself. “Pam’s naked underneath, aren’t you Pam? See.” And before Pam could do anything about it, Emily had quickly lifted the hem of Pam’s dress and pulled it up above her waist, showing off her pretty pussy for all of us to see.
Poor Pam was instantly devastated and blushed fiercely as both Sharon and I froze in disbelief at my daughter’s boldness, but took in all of Pam’s charms just the same. It was hard not to look at such a beautiful sight. I quickly tried to come to Pam’s rescue and pushed her dress back down and out of the grasp of Emily’s hand, hugging Pam to me and softly telling her not to be embarrassed at the behavior of her new friend.
“She only did that because she’s really fond of you, sweetie,” I whispered into her ear, feeling the warmth of her body against mine, and her heart pounding in her chest. “We really are a fun family and she didn’t mean to hurt you. Will you forgive her?”
“Thanks, Jen,” she murmured, hiding her face against me. “I know she didn’t mean any harm. It will just take me a while to get used to you lot, that’s all,” she added, finally looking up at me, a trace of a tear in the corner of her eye. And she hugged me back tightly. “I really do like you all so much already, you know,” she whispered. “You are so much fun to be with.” And she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek as I bent down to softly stroke her hair.
Meanwhile, Sharon had been scolding Emily for her outlandish behavior, and neither of them was able to overhear my conversation with Pam. Whatever Sharon had said to Emily though, and I’d find out later, caused her to come over to Pam and hold out her arms, into which Pam easily slipped, and the two of them hugged.
“I’m sorry Pam, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I just do things like that without thinking sometimes,” Emily apologized, sounding really chastised.
“That’s okay,” her new friend replied. “I was just surprised that’s all. But I still love you, Emily.” And she gave my little girl a kiss on her lips that had both me and Sharon staring in wonder. “I know we’re going to be good friends and thanks for being the only girl in the class to talk to me today. I think everyone else was making fun of my dress, but I’m so used to dressing like that at the school I went to before we moved here.” And she gave her another quick kiss on the lips as if to emphasize that Emily was forgiven.
Emily sighed thankfully and then started to giggle again. “Thanks Pam, you kiss great.” And she hugged her new girlfriend again, this time squeezing her little butt cheeks through her dress, and pulling her tightly to her once more.
Pam blushed yet again, but then smiled saying, “Oh you are such a little devil, Emily! But I love devils.” And they both giggled, turned and marched to the dinner table hand in hand, sitting down to eat, leaving me still holding their damp but now slowly drying panties in my hands.
You gotta just love little girls, I thought to myself, as I finally reached the dryer and dropped in their undies, and then headed back to rejoin the party in the kitchen.
Continue on to Chapter 4
Very Erotic so far Jeneee, looking forward to the next chapter!