The New Normal by catissitting

“Babe, do you know where my new pair of red panties went?” I asked, taking the last of the laundry out of the basket and folding it. Nick looked up from his computer. “Uhm, no? Are you sure you put them in the hamper?”

I looked around with a frown. “Pretty sure. This is the second week in a row I’ve been missing underwear – I’ll be going commando every day next month if this keeps up.”

Nick laughed. “Maybe the washing machine has a thing for you, keeping your panties to itself.”

That put a small smile back on my face. “Well, keep an eye out for them at least. They might’ve stuck to your clothes or something.” I put the folded clothes back in the basket, taking them over to the closet.

“Will do. And I’ll tell the washing machine to only keep your old ugly underwear, not any of the hot new ones.”

I rolled my eyes as I closed the closet door. I walked back toward the laundry room, keeping my eyes on the floor looking for anything I had dropped. I noticed the door to Charlie’s room slightly open, I reached out toward the handle to pull it closed when something caught my eye. Sitting on the dark carpet was my red pair of panties, still unwashed. I froze, unsure what to do next. They had probably fallen out of the laundry basket and the cat had dragged them into her room, right? There was no other reason I could think of for her to have them. Should I grab them now, before she got home from work and had the chance to see them? I didn’t want to go into her room and disturb her things and have her be mad and have to explain the whole situation anyway.

I heard the front door to the house open – Charlie was getting home from work. I quickly stepped into her room, grabbed my underwear, and softly closed the door behind me. I stuffed my panties into my pocket as I walked back to Nick and I’s bedroom.

***

All three of us were sitting at the kitchen table eating dinner when Midnight started bashing her head against my legs. I picked her up and set her in my lap as she started to purr.

“Come on Sophie, not while we’re eating,” Charlie said, eyeing the cat.

“Sorry,” I said, putting Midnight back on the floor and ignoring her scowl in my direction. “Oh, I think she might have been in your room earlier today. Your door was cracked open and it looked like some of my dirty laundry had been dragged in there.”

Charlie’s eyes widened, her fork pausing in midair.

“I’m sorry for going into your room, I just stepped in to take what Midnight had dragged in and then closed the door,” I apologized, kicking myself for bringing it up at all.

Charlie laughed nervously. “Don’t worry, it’s my bad for leaving my door open. I’ll make sure it’s closed tomorrow.” She looked down toward her food, shoveling the rest of her dinner into her mouth. She stood up from the table, dropped her dishes in the sink and left the room.

Nick looked at me. “That was weird. Was it those panties you were missing that were in her room?”

“Yeah. I shouldn’t have brought it up, she was probably just pissed that I went in her room but she didn’t want to say anything,” I said, looking down at my food.

“She seemed more embarrassed than anything. Was her room messy or something?”

I shrugged. “I honestly didn’t look, just grabbed my underwear and closed the door.”

Nick stood up, grabbing both of our plates. “She’s just being weird about it. I’m sure it’ll be fine by tomorrow.”

“I hope so. She’s been acting weird around me, haven’t you noticed? I hope she’s alright.”

Nick shook his head. “You’re just seeing things where there aren’t any, babe. Everything is fine, don’t overreact about this. And hey, you’re one step farther from having to go commando now.”

I smiled. “Well, that’s true.”

***

I tried to put Charlie’s weird behaviour at dinner out of my mind, but it just kept coming back to me. She had been acting weird. Not pissed off weird, embarrassed weird. And she knows I can be a slob, why would I care if her room was messy? I knew that if it was still bothering me this much I should just ask, but I didn’t want to make her feel any worse than she already did. What I really wanted to do was go into her room and see if I could find the answer myself.

I was thinking about this as I was walking past her bedroom the next day, her door cocked open again. I stopped in front of it. Here was the chance to play detective that I had been hoping for – she specifically said she would make sure her door was closed, and here it was open. It felt like the perfect invitation to glance in and satisfy my curiosity. Before the angel on my shoulder had the chance to stop me, I did it. I pushed open her door and took a step into her room.

I don’t know what I had been expecting, but the normalcy of Charlie’s bedroom was a disappointment. There were no clothes on the floor, her desk was organized, and her bed was made. I frowned, saddened that the mystery hadn’t been solved. I turned to leave her room when something caught my eye. The drawer on her bedside table was slightly open, and a strip of black fabric was hanging out of it. Lacy black fabric – the same fabric that my other missing pair of panties had been made of. My eyes darted toward the door and I listened hard, making sure no one was about to come downstairs into her room. I opened the drawer quietly – sure enough my panties were sitting on top of the pile of items inside. I went to grab them, then stopped. Clearly this wasn’t the work of the cat – she had put these here. I looked at the other items in the drawer and my jaw dropped. There were two purple vibrators and a flesh coloured dildo. Why were my panties in the same drawer as her sex toys?

My concentration had faltered as I snooped through Charlie’s drawer, and I heard the door squeak behind me. My head darted up, but it was too late. Charlie was walking in to her bedroom. I glanced at the drawer, and quickly shoved it mostly closed with my knee. Charlie’s eyes met mine.

“Do I want to know what you’re doing in here?”

“Uhm…” I stuttered, trying to not look down at the drawer I had just closed. I noticed Charlie looked much less mad than I had expected.

“You’re still trying to find out why your underwear was in here, aren’t you?”

I nodded slowly, still confused as to why she wasn’t yelling at me.

“It’s really weird. You probably don’t want to know,” Charlie started, moving away from the door. “I’d just forget about it if I was you.”

I laughed nervously. “You think I can forget about it after you say something as mysterious as that?”

Charlie looked toward the floor. Her head raised slightly, eyes moving toward her bedside table. “Did you… did you open that and look inside?”

“Well… it was kind of already open when I came in. I just thought I saw…” I trailed off, realizing it might not be best for me to admit I had snooped.

“You saw that black pair of panties in there, didn’t you?” Charlie’s eyes were downcast again.

I nodded.

“I guess you’ve caught me. I’ve been playing with myself to them,” Charlie said quietly, not making eye contact.

My jaw dropped. I had no idea how to respond.

“You know how my last boyfriend was so against me being bi, and with being single and being able to explore girls again… I just never realized how attractive I found you until recently. And I know you’re straight and you and Nick have such a wonderful relationship and I was never going to tell you or let you find out but I just couldn’t help myself,” Charlie gushed, eyes welling up. “I’m so sorry I did this, I know you probably think it’s disgusting.”

I took a step toward her. “Charlie, it’s okay! I don’t think it’s disgusting at all.” I stepped towards her again, putting my arms around her. “I get it, I really do.”

“No you don’t,” Charlie said, her voice muffled by my shoulder.

“I do, I promise. Can I tell you a secret?”

“Are we at a sleepover now or something?” Charlie laughed. “Go ahead, tell me.”

“I think you’re really attractive too.”

Charlie laughed, stepping away from me. “But you have Nick.”

“I do…” I started hesitantly. “But I’ve always wanted to try a threesome…”

Charlie laughed. “And you think you want that to be with me and him?”

“You’re kind of perfect for it. I trust you, him and I both know you, I think it would be fun!”

“Does he know about this?” Charlie asked, raising an eyebrow.

“We’ve talked about it in the past… and I think we could convince him.” I smiled at her. “It’ll be just like in college, when we would wing woman for each other. But now we both get to do both sides!”

Charlie rolled her eyes. “If you really think this will work… don’t just say this all to get my hopes up.”

I smiled. “We can do it, he’s easy to sway.”

***

Convincing Nick was even easier than I imagined. After bringing the idea up to him that night, he was willing to talk about it with Charlie the next morning. The three of us sat at the kitchen table and made sure everyone was on the same page. Charlie and Nick were both in the middle of a busy week at work, so our playtime together would have to wait until the weekend. For the rest of the week I would get random tingles of excitement. Charlie said she had been in a threesome before, but Nick and I never had. I was excited to try something new with him, and excited to be with a girl again as well.

Friday morning finally came and I was already vibrating with excitement. I picked out a cute matching bra and panties set to put on under my clothes that morning. I looked over to where Nick was getting dressed to see him putting on the same black boxer briefs he wore every day.

“You didn’t buy any lingere to surprise us ladies?” I teased, walking over and squeezing his ass. He rolled his eyes.

“I didn’t know you two were so hard to please. You better be nice to me later,” he said, reaching around to squeeze my ass. I giggled and went back to getting dressed.

The day passed surprisingly quickly. At 5 I was in the kitchen, making the three of us dinner. I thought about getting out candles and putting them on the dinner table, but I didn’t want to seem like I was trying too hard. Charlie and Nick both got home from work around the same time and were immediately happy when they saw food on the table for them already.