The story of Natalie - Part 6: Discovered!

I stood in front of my bedroom mirror. The size of this mirror was much taller than the bathroom mirror and I could see what I looked like when I was changing much better. Right now, I'm looking at my skin and the tan I built over the summer. It's been a few weeks since our last trip to the beach and the weather is starting to get cold. The changing weather means my tan is changing too, but for the worse. "I'm going to miss how dark I looked", I thought.

The colder weather was not all bad. As I was running my fingers over my chest and my nipples, I remembered that it's cold enough to wear long pants and a long shirt. The perfect clothes above my lingerie. My lingerie! I had almost forgotten about it with the trips we took in the last days of summer, getting ready for school, and all the busy days that I had with the new school year. I got so busy I stopped playing with myself most days.

I would be happy to do something different today. What better day than today when I didn't have classes?

I reached in my diary box and pulled out the carefully folded garments. Clean, just as I last left it weeks ago. I put it on and admired myself. My tan skin was a sweet, subtle accent to the vibrant pink of the set and the pale skin it covered was a perfect shade to show more of me through the sheer pattern. I looked even better than when I first tried it on. "I wondered how good it would have looked weeks ago", I thought.

Today was a lazy Saturday. I wasn't in a rush to get ready. I could admire myself in the mirror for a bit longer before mom or dad would wonder why I took so long. I really did look cute. Grown up. Beautiful. I liked how slutty it made me feel and how naughty it was, but I didn't look like a slut. I liked that. I was a slut and beautiful at the same time.

"Naattttyyyy" I heard Mom calling from the other room. I hurriedly put on my least revealing long pants and long shirt and rushed downstairs - at least momentarily forgetting I had something naughty on underneath. I'm sure mom wanted me downstairs so we could all go somewhere. I didn't want to go to a boring store again, but it was better than being inside all day. "You're coming with me to get you a new backpack. We should have done that days ago." I nod my head and smile. She's a good mom. Maybe I was being bad. Maybe I was being a slut too early.

"I think your dad wanted to watch that new movie he bought with you this afternoon. I'll have to take your brothers across town after we get back with your backpack." That's right. My brothers were going camping with their friends soon. I would miss them, but I liked the idea of being by myself for a weekend too.

Walking the store with my lingerie on underneath felt so normal in a way. It was a little like regular underwear and I forgot I had it on a few times; wearing it was also so sexy though. Knowing how beautiful I was and how I could show off myself perfectly to someone when I wanted to. Do the strangers in the store know what I'm wearing underneath? Are they thinking about me? Are they imagining me without my pants and shirt?

I was getting wet thinking about it.

The shopping trip was mostly unadventurous though. I got a nice backpack and we headed back, ate lunch, and mom and my brothers took off. I sat on the couch with the TV until my dad came in and sat nearby.

He didn't look like he wanted to watch a movie right now.

"I noticed something a little while ago. Some money missing from my wallet that I expected to have." Uh-oh. He knew I stole from him. He had to know. "I wondered where it went. I checked your brother's stuff and didn't find anything. I didn't see anything in your room either though." He paused and stared at me. "...until I opened your diary box.

My face went pale. I'm in big trouble now.