Camming down the rabbit hole Ch3

Slowly stirring from my sleep, I stretched under the covers and a pleasant sensation spread across my torso, remembering what I was wearing when I went to bed I smiled at the caress of the fabric on my skin. It was a strangely comforting feeling, the pressure from the bra, panties and nightie felt like being held gently. Peeling off the duvet I stepped into the room and was greeted by the mess from the night before.

The lingerie I’d been wearing lay strewn on the floor, it was heavily soiled and would absolutely need to be cleaned, along with all the other things I had cum all over. I picked them up and stuffed them in the wash. Before going to the bathroom and catching my reflection in the mirror. If I couldn’t get the negligée clean from last night I would definitely need to try adding some makeup as although this bra and panties were comfortable, they were no way as sexy and with the outside world starting to come out of lockdown it was only a matter of time before I’d find out if there was still a job for me, I was going to have to up my game.

For the rest of the day I Just relaxed and caught up with the TV shows and news. And sometime late in the afternoon the washing machine clicked as the load finished its drying cycle. I pulled out all the now clean items hoping that I could use them in time for tonight’s show. But I was dismayed when the bra came out all crinkled, misshapen and worst of all a dull grey colour, the thong too had suffered a similar fate. I must have put it on the wrong temperature and they were now completely ruined. With no fallback set to put on, the only way I could redeem this is to make myself look better, that makeup would have to do.

The lipstick was easy enough, even the eyeliner and mascara, but the contouring and eye shading turned out to be way trickier than I ever imagined. I didn’t look good at all, and realising I didn’t have much time before the next show, I wiped it all off, and just went for some simple lipstick and blusher.