Kate just said, “Cool, movie pajama party.”
Kevin replied he slept in his boxers.
Kate just responded, “I sleep in a T shirt sometimes with, sometimes without panties.” She laughed.
Kevin responded, “Pajama party it is. I’ll hold you to that.”
They both laughed and we headed in.
“Pajama party?” I practically screamed. “What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking he’d look cute in boxers,” she laughed. “What are you thinking?”
Me? I was thinking of what pajamas I would wear in front of my daughter and Kevin. Would she really wear a t shirt with no panties? Would he be watching a movie in just his boxers? I was practically sweating.
He was coming in 45 minutes. I jumped in the shower. Scalding hot water. I washed, I masturbated. I pictured Kevin in his boxers. I pictured Kate in a T shirt straddling his lap. I pictured me kissing Kevin. Her Kissing Kevin. My hand on the small of her back. What the hell was wrong with me. I came.
I looked at my pajamas. What the hell was I supposed to wear? In front of my daughter? In front of Kevin? I had no clue. I found an old pair of pajamas I had. I think I wore them so my ex wouldn’t want sex. Full sleeves, full legs. Panties or no?
I could have gone with full blown cotton bikini panties. No, I chose a pair of the tiniest see through bikini panties I had.
I heard Kevin and Kate Laughing in the living room. Kevin was in a T shirt and boxers. Kate was in a little ensemble I’d never seen before. Cute pink tiny boy shorts with a matching loose tank that came down about 2 inches above her navel. Her bathing suit showed more but she looked less covered now.
I walked out in my full blown PJs. They both looked at me.
Kate said to Kevin, “I think mom missed the point.”
If I didn’t, I was certainly missing it now.
“Be right back,” Kate said and ran into my room.
When she returned her hands were full with my nighties underwear and pajamas.
She spread them on the floor and said, “if she can’t pick, we can.”
I protested.
Kate said, “If you can’t play by the rules, you pay the price.”
I stood there blushing as she and Kevin went through my stuff, the sexier the item they picked up, the more I blushed. I also realized that somewhere in my mind, I was hoping they’d pick that, and hoping they wouldn’t. My pussy was wet.
Finally Kate said “Here.”
I looked. She had a little lacy see through thong in her hand. For a top she had a lacy tank practically see through.
“I can’t wear that,” I said. “No way.”
“Sorry mom,” she said. “It’s this or nothing.”
Nothing? She’d have me naked in front of both of them? Dammit why was that making me hot? I didn’t move.
Kate jumped quick. Grabbed my pajama bottoms, pulled them down, and pushed me to the couch. She pulled them off. I was now in a long sleeve pajama top and little see through panties.
“See Kevin. I told you she shaved.”
She and Kevin had discussed my shaving? That means she told him she walked in on me masturbating.
The thought made me both ashamed and hot.
Then she stopped. She turned the movie on. We watched. I didn’t know what to do. I should have ran and got dressed, but there was a piece of me that didn’t want to.