66: Bachelorette Night

Alexa I walked out of the bathroom wearing a super mini lingerie. Only a sheer black mesh lace covered my chest, but I could see my full breasts clearly in the mirror. Black satin straps wrapped around my body, tying the transparent fabric with fragile knots over my skin. “Hmm… Do I really have to wear this?” I asked, one hand crossing over my chest while the other covered my exposed cunt. I mean, it was really exposed. Not just transparent, but the panties I wore had a gaping hole right in front of my pussy. Lorraine, who stood in front of me, flashed a bright smile. She picked up a satin robe and helped me cover my nakedness. With quick movements, I tied the robe’s belt around my waist. I cleared my throat and muttered a quick “thank you” to her. If Harlow were standing in front of me instead, I probably wouldn’t feel this embarrassed. But this was Lorraine—my stepsister, always ready to drag me down whenever she had the chance. “Well, this is the dress code for tonight’s bachelorett