Chapter 4

Sunday. The next day. 8:30 in the morning and the scent of freshly brewed coffee fills the kitchen. Two large and piping hot coffee mugs sit waiting on the counter. We both take it the same. Cream, sugar and a little bit of hazelnut flavoring. Mmm.

Like clockwork, I hear the front door of the house open. I smile excitedly and walk out of the kitchen holding both cups of coffee.

“Morning, sugar!” I say cheerfully as my next door neighbor, Jasmine, kicks off her slippers. She too is a member of the barefoot gang.

“Morning, honey bun!” She smiles warmly and reaches out to take her cup of coffee. We both lean in and softly kiss each other on the lips before simultaneously taking a sip of coffee.

“Mmmm, perfect,” we both say in unison and giggle.

Jasmine has been my closest friend and casual lover for nearly sixteen years now. I met her the day I moved in and we immediately hit it off. Her daughter, Zoey, had just been born a month earlier. Amazingly, both Zoey and Jaden share the same birthday. He was born exactly a year after her, on August 12th. They have also been best friends since they could talk, which is just so very wonderful.

Both being single mothers, it has been a godsend for Jasmine and I to have each other there for love and support as we raise Zoey and Jaden, in our own unconventional ways. She is just as open-minded and free spirited as I am, which is just so incredible. We can share anything with one another and there is never any judgment to worry about.

It has been our weekly tradition for years to share a relaxing coffee together on Sunday mornings, so that we can spend time together and catch up after a long distracting work week. We both look forward all week to that first sip of coffee.

She pairs her phone with the TV and starts a relaxing and cozy coffee house playlist as we sit down at either end of the sofa. We almost always sit in the same position. Facing each other with our legs folded and feet tucked beneath our knees.

“Oooh, are those new?” She takes another sip while looking down at the tight olive green leggings I’m wearing.

“Mmhmm. I took Jaden shopping yesterday evening and we got a few things,” I say with a blushing smile, loving how she’s looking at me. Always makes me tingle.

“Nice. They are sexy as fuck!” She grins.

“Glad ya like, babes. Looking yummy yourself,” I smile and raise my eyebrow playfully. She’s wearing light gray sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt. She always makes any outfit look deliciously inviting.

“So what did the cutie pie get?” She has absolutely adored Jaden’s development and genuinely loves to hear about anything related to it. I love her so much for that.

“I got her a new pair of panties. Pink with little white bunnies. Jaz, you have to see them. Soooo adorable!” I smirk a bit, thinking about what made us choose the pair with the little bunnies.

“Oh. My. Goodness. Autumn ... that just sounds too cute to handle! I can’t wait to see that!”

“Well, wait until you hear what else I got her,” I say with a knowing grin, keeping her in a bit of suspense.

“Tell meeee!” She whines impatiently. I giggle.

“Her first bra! It’s this cute little bra with thin shoulder straps. White with rainbow unicorns printed on the cups.”

She shakes her head back and forth, speechless for a few moments as her eyes get a bit wide.

“Nope. Nuh uhhhh. No way. Can’t handle it,” she says while pretending to fan her face with her hand, a smile forming on her lips. I just love how animated and funny she can be.

“For fucks sake, Autumn! You’re going to kill me with cuteness!” She grins as I see her obviously picturing Jade wearing her first bra.

“That is just too precious. I neeeeeds to seeees,” she jokingly whines.

“Oh, trust me, I know. She tried it on in the dressing room for me. Smooth flat cleavage. Deliciously cute,” I tease with a smirk.

“Ugh! I can’t wait to see. It feels like forever since I got Zoey her first bra and it was so damn adorable!” She says softly, the memories distracting her for a moment.

“Awww, yes, it does feel like forever! Your little angel is growing up, huh?” I say, relating to the feeling.

“Mmhmm, she sure is. Speaking of which, she recently went up a cup size to 32B,” she smiles proudly.

“Your cutie is growing yummy little muffins, huh.” I grin.

“Mmmuhh huhh, so damn yummy.” She grins and cups her 32C breasts through her top, “quickly catching up to her momma.”

We hear Jade coming downstairs and exchange anticipatory glances. Jasmine hops off the sofa and holds her arms wide open. Sure enough, Jade is wearing her new bra and a cute little skirt that comes halfway down her creamy thighs.

“There you are, my beautiful little darling,” she says warmly as she squeezes her in a tight hug. Jasmine is 5’7” and, like me, she loves how she can just scoop up Jade’s little body in a cuddle when she towers over her. So lovely.

“Heyy Auntie,” she says excitedly and blushes, her innocent cheeks buried in Jasmine’s chest.

Our kids have called Jasmine and I Auntie since they were younger. We loved how adorable it sounded and being pretty much like family anyway, it felt fitting. It’s of course still so adorable.

Jasmine sits back down on the couch, facing forward with Jade standing in front of her now.

“Wheww, I had to sit down again. That’s how damn adorable and pretty look in this outfit, honey,” she says as her eyes scan up and down Jade’s pretty little body.

“Thankies, hehe,” she blushes and smiles.

“I totally can’t handle the cuteness,” Jasmine grins as she repositions herself so that she is sitting facing me again, just like earlier, and looks over at me pretending to fan her face again. We share a quick giggle.