This choice: They stop by the kitchen first • Go Back... "Do you mind if grab something to drink first?" Cameron asked.
"Sure," Jordyn replied.
The two made their way to the kitchen and Jordyn opened the fridge. "What do you want?" she asked. "Orange juice? Coke?"
"Coke's fine," Cameron answered.
"It's Diet. Is that fine?"
"Yeah."
"Want some chips too?"
"Sure."
Jordyn pulled out a 2-liter bottle of Diet Coke and placed it on the kitchen table, and Cameron poured himself a glass while Jordyn got the chips. The two then sat at the table and chatted while they ate chips and had their drinks. Finishing his first glass, Cameron picked up the bottle to refill, but he made the mistake of being lazy and not standing up to pour. As a result, the bottle slipped out of his hand and spilled over the table, dripping down onto the floor as well as his lap!
"Oh no!" Cameron shouted in dismay.
Jordyn quickly picked the bottle up, then ran to get something to clean up the spill.
"I'm so sorry," Cameron apologized.
"Seriously, it's fine," Jordyn assured him. "I got this. Why don't you go back to your house and change while I clean this up?"
"Okay," Cameron agreed.
Returning to his house, Cameron found that the doors were locked. He had locked himself out! Sending a quick text to his mom, Cameron asked how soon until someone would be home. His mom then reminded him that he had the house to himself for the next week ... or at least he would've if he hadn't locked himself out. Cameron had completely forgotten that his mom and sisters had left that morning for their annual mother-daughter vacation. They had invited Cameron, of course, but it was knowing that he would decline. They typically went to do girly things together, so Cameron would have just been bored at the hotel while they did stuff. Knowing her son was locked out, Cameron's mom suggested that he stay with a friend for the week.
Annoyed that he was stuck with Diet Coke soaked jeans, Cameron returned to Jordyn's house. Having finished cleaning the spill, she was waiting for Cameron to return. "I thought you were changing," she said.
"I accidentally locked myself out," Cameron explained.
Jordyn laughed. "Nice going."
"The best part is that my mom and sisters are on vacation for the next week!"
"Oh man, that sucks. You can stay here for the week, you know," Jordyn offered. "My mom would be fine with it."
"Thanks," Cameron said.
"No problem," Jordyn said. "But what are we going to do about your pants?"
"That's a good question. They're soaked through. Underwear too."
"Ouch ... Well, I'm sure we can find something for you to wear."
The two went up to Jordyn's room, and she told Cameron to wait there while she found something for him to wear.
"Well I don't think any of my dad's clothes will fit you," Jordyn said, returning empty-handed a few minutes later. She was right; her dad was a tall and muscular guy. "The good news is that we're the same size," Jordyn continued. "I'm sure I can find you something more unisex to wear."
"I guess that's the only option," Cameron said with a sigh.
Jordyn laughed, then handed Cameron a pair of plain pink panties. "Here," she said.
"I thought you said you'd find something unisex."
"It's just underwear. My laundry hasn't been done in a while, so that's all I can give you. It's going underneath your clothes, so no one will know."
"I guess you're right."
Cameron sighed and took the panties, then went to the bathroom. Closing the door, Cameron pulled off his soaked jeans and boxers, then cleaned himself off with a wet washcloth. He then stepped into the panties. They felt very weird as he pulled them up his legs. They felt even weirder once they were up all the way. They were super soft and felt strange constricting around his penis. He knew he would just have to deal with it.
"Hey, toss me your wet clothes," Jordyn said through the door. "I'll throw them in with the wash, then find you something to wear."
"Okay." Cameron cracked the door open, then passed out his clothes to Jordyn.
A few minutes later, she returned, and then handed Cameron a garment to put on.
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