I got a coffee at the coffee bar and walked back to the table and sat down next to Bridget. I looked her in the eyes and said, “Bridget, I need to tell you something, but promise me you won’t tell anyone, at least for now, and also that you won’t judge me as some sort of freak.”
Bridget looked back into my eyes and put her hand on my knee and said, “Jody, you’re one of my very best friends and you know none of us in our circle would ever judge you as a freak. Crazy, sexy, perverted maybe but not a freak.” she laughed.
“Seriously Bridget, I mean it,” I said with a stern look.
“Ok, Jody, I promise.”
“Remember the video of my parent’s little orgy that we saw in my basement?” I asked.
“Yes, of course, I do. How could I forget? I still masturbate to my memory of what I saw.”
“That’s the problem, I do too, Bridget. I have thoughts about having sex with my parents all the time now. The more I think about it the more I want it to happen for real.”
“Wow, Jody, You too? I thought I was the only one that was fantasising about fucking your parents. So does this project you want to tell me about have to do with making it happen for real?” asked Bridget.
“Yes, it does,” I replied. “We’re going shopping for some sexy clothes for me to turn my parent’s heads. I want them to see me as a woman, not their little girl. After all, I’m a woman and over 18 now. I’m fully developed as you can plainly see, can’t you Bridget?” I asked teasingly, flaunting my tits in her face as I said it.
Bridget laughed at that, staring openly at my chest and smiling. “Yes you are a very beautiful, sexy woman, and if you don’t stop teasing me we’ll never get anything done today.”
We finished up our coffee and headed for the stores.
It was a fun afternoon of trying clothes on and teasing each other in the change rooms.
At one point I was trying on some lingerie and stuck my head out the curtain and called Bridget. “Bridget, come here please, I need your opinion on this.”
Bridget walked up to the curtain and peeked inside. I was wearing a sheer lavender bra with some lace and matching panties that were less than briefs but more than a thong.
“Wow, Jody, That looks really hot. I love that Tanga, it fits your ass better than mine. You should definitely get that set,” she said without taking her eyes off my body.
I blushed and said, “Do you think so, Bridget? Is it not too feminine for me? You know I’m a bit tomboyish.”
“Uh, isn’t that the idea, Jody? Make you look more like a woman than a little tomboy?”
“Yes, you’re right! See, that’s why I needed you to come with me today,” I said.
“You look feminine, sexy and fucking hot. Is there room for two in this changing room?” asked Bridget, while running her hands over my hips and down the back of my ass.
“You’re a big help to me. What can I do to repay you?” I asked with a grin.
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll think of something tonight at the sleepover at my place. You did remember to tell the girls about the change of location?”
“Yes, of course, I did, and I am looking forward to repaying you Bridget,” I said with a grin and a blush to match. “Now I have to get these panties off before I get them wet, Bridget!”
Overall, we found a few nice tops and shorts and some underwear and a couple nightgowns that would turn my parent’s heads without a doubt.
Bridget had her parents car, so she offered me a ride home, which I gladly accepted now that my hands were full of bags.
When we pulled up in front of my house, she leant over to say goodbye and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and a squeeze of my left boob. I returned the kiss and the grope.
“I’ll see you tonight, Bridget, save me a spot next to you on the bed,” I said with a wink.
“I’ll do that Jody, but don’t expect to get any sleep,” said Bridget, grinning.
“Do we ever?” I replied with a laugh, and hopped out of the car and walked to the front door.
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After unpacking my new sexy clothes that I had purchased today with Bridget’s help, I decided to wear something new to dinner with my parents this evening.
I tried on the tops and shorts and settled on a white peasant top that hung loosely and was sheer enough to leave little to the imagination. I chose to not wear a bra with it. I also put on a pair of short shorts that fit nice and high in the thigh and held my ass nice and round.
I heard mum making dinner in the kitchen and thought I should offer to help and start my subduction plan right now with mum.
“Hi mum, can I help you with preparing dinner?” I asked.
Mum turned to me and said, “Sure sweetie, you can peel and cut some carrots for me,” as her eyes went from meeting my eyes to scanning over my breasts, where she paused only a second and continued scanning lower to my shorts and firm legs. My nipples responded to her gaze, getting erect under my top. I smiled and said, “Ok, let me at them.” I turned at the refrigerator and opened the door, bending down at the waist to get carrots out of the bottom drawer. My ass stuck right out at my mum. I turned my head to see her looking at my ass. I smiled again.
I got the carrots and started peeling and cutting them up for the veggie steamer.
“I’ll be heading over to Bridget’s right after dinner tonight mum, the sleepover has been moved to her house tonight. So you and dad will have the house to yourselves tonight,” I said with a twinkle in my eye.
“Ok, Jody, good to know. I have a movie I’ve been meaning to watch with your dad. It’s a romantic comedy but I’m sure he’ll enjoy it too.”
“I’ll bet it’s a comedy,” I thought to myself.
After finishing with the carrots, I walked them over to my mum, “Here you go, all peeled and cut up.” I reached around my mum to place the bowl in front of her causing my breast to press gently into her arm. I am sure she noticed because she froze for the time I was pressed up against her. I think she was even holding her breath.
It felt good having my nipple press against mum’s arm, it stiffened even more at the touch.
Just then my dad came in the front door.
“Hello, I’m home,” he shouted as he closed the door.
“Hi honey, we’re in the kitten,” mum replied.
I met dad in the doorway with a hug and kiss on the cheek, making sure to give him a good feel of my boobs pressing into his chest. “Hi, dad, I’m helping mum with dinner.”