Author's note: This is the second chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of fauxcest (daughter with adopted parents) with some other fetishes potentially included. Please do not read if such themes offend you, and I'd advise you to start with Chapter 1 first if you haven't read it! It's going to be a bit of a slow burn but hope there is enough sexually suggestive content in each chapter not to disappoint!
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which will be a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks.
Chapter 2
Despite her confused and active thoughts when going to bed, Cassidy had a good night's sleep, probably thanks to her bed being the comfiest she ever slept in, far more comfortable than the kind of beds she had to sleep on in the orphanage. She woke up late so hurried to clean her teeth then go down to breakfast, to find her new mommy, Zafira, waiting for her in the kitchen.
The woman was already dressed, wearing an embroidered lace dress that was a striking red colour, tight on her slim but womanly curvaceous body, and short so her long tan pantyhose-clad legs were exposed. Cassidy felt a little embarrassed in her pyjamas and tousled braided hair, but Zafira jumped up from the breakfast bar she was sat at with a big smile and pulled the girl into a hug, kissing her forehead.
"Good morning bébi! How did my little princess sleep?"
"Great, thank you mommy, my bed is so comfy!" Cassidy smiled sweetly, looking up at the woman so her face wasn't pressed into her cleavage.
"Wonderful, I made you some French toast for breakfast, then we'll go shopping for your new underwear as think we can skip with homeschooling on your first day! Your mom will let us off I'm sure, as long as we're back in time to do our chores, though she's already left for work so won't be able to stop us even if she wanted to!" Zafira laughed.
Cassidy ate her breakfast, savouring the delicious food she never got in the orphanage, then went upstairs to dress but it wasn't until she was looking in her drawers did she realise she had no panties and bras! They had been all thrown into the bin bag yesterday ready to be replaced by today's shopping trip, and the ones she was wearing put into the wash basket. She went to the bathroom but found the wash basket empty so was forced to go back downstairs to ask Zafira, who presumably would tell her where the bin bag was so she could retrieve some underwear for today.
The Hungarian woman listened to Cassidy's issue and playfully chuckled "Oh dear, how silly of us. I'm afraid I put the pair from the wash basket with the rest, and they were all thrown into the garbage can outside this morning, but don't worry, I think you can go without underwear for one day... it'll even be fun!"
Cassidy didn't argue, but went back upstairs. She picked out a yellow knitted top to wear which was a little baggy and would hide her lack of a bra with ease, however her lower half was a problem with only the selection of different coloured tennis skirts to choose from. She picked the sky-blue colour to go with the colour of her top, and examined herself in the mirror, thinking she looked like a cute teen but definitely felt concerned about the shortness of the skirt combined with her lack of panties. Her old panties might be binned, but maybe her jeans hadn't been sent to the thrift store yet (unless Sarah has taken them on the way to work) however Cassidy felt too shy to ask Zafira now she was dressed, as she'd have to explain to the woman her concerns about the shortness of the skirt and she might take it she was being ungrateful for them.
Cassidy experimentally sat on the edge of her bed and looked at herself in the mirror, and to her dismay could catch a upskirt glimpse of her pussy which would be a view shared by anyone who sat opposite her. But there was nothing she could do; she'd just have to be careful to keep her legs shut when sat down, which she didn't expect to be doing much whilst shopping anyway. She heard Zafira call her name, and hurried downstair, not wanting to keep her new mommy waiting.
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Zafira drove them to a nearby mall, and parked up near the entrance. As they got out the car, Zafira reached out to take Cassidy's hand, and they walked inside together with Cassidy feeling a little embarrassed as she didn't think 18-year-olds normally held their mother's hands in public. However, the teen grew used to it as they didn't seem to be getting any strange glances and found she oddly enjoyed the warmth of holding Zafira's hand. It being a quiet Tuesday morning with most women at work or teenaged girls at school, the shops weren't too busy but still relatively lively with housewives.
The mall was smallish but upmarket with lots of exclusive looking clothes stores, designer furniture stores, and some cafes. Though it was just to buy panties, Cassidy felt excited to be in such a place, not ever really having been to a mall before with the orphanage, where their clothes were either donated to them second hand or brought with pocket money on trips to large cheap clothing outlets.
"The lingerie store is on the top floor bébi. We'll behave and focus on just getting you the underwear we need today otherwise we'll end up spending the entire day here and mom will get home before we do!"
"Yes mommy." Cassidy nodded sweetly. She definitely didn't want to annoy the blonde woman by missing her first day of chores!
They went up an escalator, with Zafira letting go of the teen's hand to fumble for something in her handbag. "Oh dear!" she groaned as a pack of tissues and little tin of Vaseline fell out onto the floor as she rummaged whilst halfway up the escalator.
