Katherine: Winter in the City Part 8
After a short, quiet drive they reached Britney's house: a tall, townhouse apartment.
"my parents own the building." Britney explained. Great, thought Katherine. a spoiled rich girl.
They walked to the front door, Britney with her usual confident swagger, Katherine at a an awkward crotch, trying to avoid being seen more in her unconventional clothes. When Britney opened the door she ran through, catching her breath in the hallway. She was freezing! She rubbed her arms as her knees vibrated.
"You look like you could use a bath." Britney said.
"th.. thank you." Katherine replied gratefully. Britney disappeared upstairs, leaving Katherine alone. She looked around nervously. The house was huge, the largest she had ever seen in the city. She felt strange and out of place, quivering in this pristine living room alone. She was actually grateful when Britney called to her. Running up the stairs she found A Bathtub full of steaming water.
"That should warm you up." Britney said closing the door. Katherine was surprised by this kindness. Maybe Britney felt guilty for getting her fired and exposed. Maybe the girl wasn't so bad after all.
Katherine pealed off her soaking wet shoes and tank top. she untied her awkward waist wrap and lowered her naked body into the water. Blissfully she sunk in, warm for the first time in hours. She relaxed, stretched out her legs.
Suddenly the door open. Katherine looked up. Why hadn't she locked the door!
Britney walked in, iphone in hand. Katherine heard the familiar click of a photo being taken before she moved her hands.
"AHH!" she yelped, throwing her hands over herself. Water splashed about as she awkwardly splashed about, trying to conceal herself.
"ooh, that one is priceless!" Britney said, admiring the photo. "You look as clueless as a baby in the bath!" She cackled madly.
"GET OUT!" Katherine yelled. she pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her shins.
"Jeeze, calm down. I just came to give you these." she set a jar of shampoo and body wash on the edge of the tub. THen she picked up Katherine's discarded clothes.
"you can't walk around in these anymore, I'll find you something else." Katherine watched as Britney took the only clothing Katherine had and closed the door. Katherine leaped from the tub and locked the door, pressing her bare back against it.
Katherine took her time washing up. Finally the water was no longer warm. She rose from the water and looked back and forth. Of course there was no towels. Katherine wasn't even surprised. Slowly, on her damp feet she walked to the door. Opening it slightly she stuck her head out.
"Britney?" She called out in a harsh whisper.
"what's up?" Britney called back.
"I...I need a towel."
"There's one on the bed."
The bathroom connected to what appeared to be Britney's room. Katherine saw a towel on the bed about five yards away. Steeling her nerves she left the security of the bathroom and, fully naked soaking wet she ran across the room. She made it about half a dozen steps when she stopped. There was someone else in the room!
"AHH!" She screamed. For a moment she stood and stared, fully nude, small breast still swaying. Then, regaining her senses she rushed and grabbed her towel, pressing over her front.
The Second girl cackled loudly. Britney stared with a smirk.
"Kathy, I want you to meet my little sister Abagail." Abagail waved and chuckled. Kathy pressed the towel to her moist contours and shuffled her feet nervously.
"There's some clothes for you there." Britney pointed to the bed. Katherine hadn't noticed the pile of folded fabric. Careful to keep her towel covering what she could she picked up the fabric and backed away to the bathroom.
"My mother made dinner for us, we'll be waiting downstairs for you." Britney called out.
"Can't wait to SEE you again!" Abigail said, laughing at her own silly remark. Katherine slammed the door and pressed her bare back to it. Yet another on the ever growing list of strangers who had seen her naked. She shuddered and gratefully began donning the clothes she had received.
She grabbed the pants first. They were thin pajama with a floral pattern. She pulled them up her calves and over her thighs, but when they reached her ass they would go no farther. Katherine grimaced. They were obviously for someone a few sizes smaller then her, and definitely not for someone with such a generous trunk. She worked them back and forth until finally they rolled over her generous backside. to her dismay the undersized pants clung like a second skin. They invaded her crack and revealed a slight camel toe, besides being extremely uncomfortable. Due to her discomfort with her Endowed butt she rarely wore tight pants. Certainly nothing like these, and certainly never without underwear.
But, anything was better then remaining naked to face whatever Britney had in store for her. Next she grabbed the shirt. It was a thin velvety red fabric which fit loosely. Katherine blushed to herself, realizing that the reason it was so loose was it was for someone with a much larger bust. But, it seemed fairly stable.
Katherine breathed a sigh of relief. Finally she was clothed. Still no underwear, but better off then she had been all day. Now she just had to sit through a free meal and hopefully would get to return home to try to put this day behind her. She left the bathroom and headed downstairs, eager to be done.
The dining room was easy to find. She heard voices and entered to find the meal already in progress. When she entered everyone turned. Besides Britney and Abagail there was two adults. Katherine assumed their Parents. All four of them were dressed in street clothes, making her feel slightly silly wearing pajamas.
"Hi, you must be Kathy!" The adult male said, rising to shake her hand. Katherine nervously returned the gesture. She felt his eyes crawl over her in a slightly disturbing way that made her look down to make sure she was fully covered. The woman at the table ignored her completely. Awkward Katherine sat in the empty seat. Due to the stresses of the Day Katherine had no appetite. She played with her foot and sat awkwardly, feeling the eyes of the table on her.
"Kathy, this is my dad Mark and My mother Cynthia." Britney did the introductions. Katherine nodded in response. "Kathy will be staying with us for a while" Katherine grimaced at the indefinate time for her visit. She intended to leave as soon as she could. for one thing, Mark was staring at her. Well, not her face, his eyes kept wandering up and down her body, especially her barely contained butt and the outline of her womanhood. Katherine awkwardly held her hands in front of her crotch and twiddled her thumbs. For another, Cynthia seemed painfully aware of her husbands leering. She shot Katherine a vaguely jealous glare, increasing Katherine's discomfort.
Katherine sat, grateful to be hidden by the table. The meal went quickly, mostly full of awkward silence. Then Mark turned to Katherine.
"so Kathy, Abigail tells us you're in her class. How's that been?" Katherine looked to Abigail and Britney in confusion.
"Oh, Kathy's doing fine." Abigail jumped in. "She's a great student, she'll be ready for high school in no time."
Katherine just stared. Ready for high school? Britney and Abigail had told their parents she was in junior high? She cringed. First she had been pretending she was sixteen, now she was supposed to be thirteen? She was 19! She couldn't believe she had to play along with another age reducing lie! Katherine wanted to scream her true age, but she knew she had to play along with the sisters. She was in their house, they were in charge for the time being.
"Glad to hear that" Mark said, his eyes drifting down to Katherine's chest. What a creep? This guy thought she was 13 and he couldn't keep his eyes off her? Katherine squirmed uncomfortably in her seat.
Finally the painfully long meal ended. Abigail rose from her chair, patting Katherine's shoulder.
"Come on Kathy, help me gather the dishes." Katherine stacked the plates in front of her, then rose, turning to the kitchen. At that moment she heard a loud "RRRIIPPPP!" Katherine froze. She knew instantly what had happened. The strain had been too much for her undersized clothes Pants. Katherine looked over her shoulder. Sure enough the seam down the middle of her pants had split, revealing her slightly spread ass as she leaned over. Her white cheeks and crack peaked out of the split.
Katherine looked around, helpless. Mark was staring blatantly, a huge foolish grin across his face at the exposed ass across the table. Cynthia was glaring angrily. Britney and Abigail were barely containing their laughter. With her hands full, Katherine could do nothing. She rushed into the kitchen, fully aware of every jiggle of her backside. Setting down the dishes she rushed up the stairs in shame.
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