sorry for the delay
Here is a little story I have not shared yet. It's probably one of the stranger ones!
I think it was a weekend day, but for some reason Alicia wasn't at home. Simone asked me if I would take her out to practice her driving and I said sure. She was wearing a one piece jumper, kind of shorts and a blouse in one with buttons in the back. She looked quite nice in it. After about half an hour of driving in the neighborhood she says she wants to go home to use the bathroom. I said ok, you're driving, take us home, then we can continue after you pee...and because she's going slow it takes us a bit longer to get back. By the time we reach she has to go really bad but it takes her a minute or two to park the car by the curb. When we get in the house, she's basically squealing and trying to hold it and runs straight to the bathroom. I can hear her continuing to squeal from the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, she comes out of the bathroom standing in the doorway looking a bit different: she's only wearing her bra.
'Oh my god, this is so embarrassing", she says between giggles, "I couldn't get that onesy off in time and it started coming out. That's why I hate onesies, it's such a pain to pee, you have to take the whole thing off!" I laugh and tease her a bit by saying "oh well, accidents happen..." But at the same time, taking in the sight of her standing naked in front of me except for her bra. "I can't believe I just pissed on myself," she says. I remember the words because they were a turn on. "You can't tell anyone about this!" she says. I am wondering why she even told me, since she probably could have found a way to be discrete about it if she had really tried, but I am enjoying the moment. "I'm just glad you didn't pee in my car", I say.
She goes back in the bathroom and picks up her panties and the jumper and says she wants to wash them right away before we go back out. As she takes them over to the laundry room, I watch from behind as her cute brown ass walks away from me. I walk over and peek into the laundry room and I suggest that she should either wash them out by hand, or if she's going to put them in the machine she should do a full load. Simone says, 'that's gross, I can't wash these with my other clothes!", so I ask her if a lot came out...
Just to give you the scene, I'm standing in the door of the laundry room. She turns to face me, she's holding her jumper and her panties in front of her pussy. All she has on is a green bra. She doesn't answer my question and turns around and throws the clothes into the washer. I tell her to hold on, just rinse them off with water first, then you can add more clothes and wash the full load so we don't waste. So I watch as she bends over ever so slightly to pull the clothes back out. She asks me to bring her hamper from her room, and as I'm walking she adds, 'can you also bring my robe, it's hanging up behind my door'.
So I go up to her room bring the hamper but 'forget' the robe. When I get down, she has the washer started and I put the hamper down. The dirty clothes are already in the washer and she turns around and says, "you couldn't find the robe?" and I say, "oh, I forgot! you want me to go back up to look for it?", "No, it doesn't matter", she replies after thinking for a second. She dumps the clothes from the hamper into the washer, looks in, and says, "There's still space...I might as well put this in too." She unhooks the bra, slides it off and puts it in the washer. She turns around and now she's completely naked except for the flat sandals she's been wearing all along. Her purple quarter-sized nipples are pointing straight at me it seems. I realize I am danger of getting a visible hard-on and I try to suppress it mentally, since I definitely don't want to walk away from the view. Their washing machine had this problem where once the water filled up, you had to manually move the dial to put it into the next cycle, so she's waiting by the machine and I'm still standing outside the doorway. She could close the door, but she keeps it open. I'm feeling a bit bad about the robe, so I ask her again, "are you sure you don't want me to get your robe, aren't you cold?". She says, "No, do I look cold?" in a weird way, where I couldn't tell if she was joking, or what. After all, it was a pretty warm summer day. She looks down at her breasts and says, "Oh I guess I do kind of look cold!" and laughs, because her nipples are semi-hard. She doesn't make any effort to cover them up though, and she just looks down at them and then back up at me a couple of times. I take this as an invitation to look at her breasts, and I smile and say "That's not what I meant". I'm pretty sure at this point my hard-on must be visible but I try to ignore it. She says she's going to take a shower, and I say, "we were supposed to just take a quick bathroom break, we should go back out before the schools let out and traffic starts to get bad". Then I add, "You can take a shower later, just come like this for now". And she says, playing along, "shouldn't I change my shoes? They don't really match this outfit." I love the fact that she's referring to her nakedness as an 'outfit'. I say, 'no, actually you look great!". Even though we're playing around I can tell she's happy with the compliment. Her body language becomes a bit more confident. "ok, let me just take a ho bath". "A Ho bath?!" I said, and she laughs. In the meantime the washer is full, she turns it on, and then comes out of the laundry room and says, "You don't know what a ho bath is? Mommy hates it when I say that! She knows what it is!" Now she's standing in the doorway, and I've moved a few feet back. She motions with her hands around her body and says "instead of washing all this," then she moves her hand in front of her shaved pussy in a circular motion and says, "you just wash this. That's why it's called a ho bath!" and I say, "it looks pretty clean to me already, but ok". And again, even though we're joking, she takes the compliment well and walks away slowly and confidently to get dressed.