"What?" Yes," I said a little louder."Show me."I turned a beat red.I hesitated.Then my mom said, "Go on honey, and show your dad that you are wearingm... panties."Whose side is she on?I opened my belt and slowly lowered my shorts.There I stood, in the middle of our kitchen, with my whole familylooking at my yellow, lacy panties as I slowly lowered my shorts.This was even worse than fumbling the football.My brother yelled, "PANTIES, PANTIES!" What a sis. Where did you get the panties?" From his. He says Are you ready to tell us who sent you here or do we have to start all over again, babe? He rolls my hardening nipple in his hand, I hold back a moan until he squeezes it hard. I finally say I will never tell you. Fine have it your way. He sticks my other nipple in his mouth and sucks hard. I let out a little moan and he looks up. So you like that,baby? He says with one eyebrow raised. Fuck you I say but I could hear the fear in my voice. He undoes his belt and unzips his pants, letting. I'd managed to cool off and get comfortable by the time I'd finished my third beer. I was just getting going with my fourth and starting to consider my options for dinner when I heard the welcome knocking at my door. By now, the cat was lying on my sofa, three feet away from me all curled up and seemingly asleep. When I jumped up to get the door, the cat stirred not at all. It was very wierd.I opened my door expecting to see the lady who'd dropped the cat off, but was greeted by the sight of. Knocking on the door, it opened and I was greeted by Mrs Hooper, my mothers brunette friend.She smiled at me and invited me in, and I couldn't help check out her hot chubby small body under her pretty dress, before she showed me into the living room.In the living room I met Mrs Honey, the birthday girl, a mature older woman, with greying long hair, a large chubby body in a pretty summer dress and glasses, and Mrs Yale, a middle aged woman like Mrs Hooper, with short blonde hair, and a chubby.