Hot Summer Job/Push Carrie away and act natural
Shoving Carrie at pelvic level definitely makes her stumble away from you awkwardly. Her shorts quickly careen down her legs and past her knees. This showcases the small pair of striped rainbow panties adorning her posterior.
Leaning back onto the counter you casually stretch your arms out while your erection continues to visibly twitch beneath your thin underwear.
"Doing? We aren't doing anything. Are we Carrie?"
Carrie tries to follow your lead, ignoring the shorts around her ankles. "No. We were just talking."
"Then why are you getting naked?"
"Naked!?" You say in mock surprise, as if you didn't know how you were dressed. "I'm pretty sure I'm not naked. Same with your mom."
"Well you're more naked than when I left."
"Yeah. It's hot isn't it? Didn't someone mention that?" you offer.
"I did," Carrie pipes up. "I said it was going to be very hot today."
"So... that's why you took his pants off?"
You and Carrie share a glance. Rissa saw that? What else did she see?
"Yes... because... well this is my house dangit, and if I think someone is overdressed, then... I just can't allow it!"
"Is he overdressed now?" Larissa continues, curious.
Carrie looks down rather blatantly at your junk before muttering, "Well, for my liking..."
Larissa sighs with a sense of resignation. "Then I suppose you need to undress me too."
"What? No, I didn-"
"I'm wearing more than Riley is. My nightie covers a lot. But it's okay. I don't want to get in trouble."
"Honey, tha-"
You quickly cough to grab Carrie's attention. When she turns to you, a subtle yet encouraging "why not" shrug is all you offer. If Larissa is buying this weird story you might as well see it through. You'll never be able to convince her more than the lies she tells herself.
Carrie pauses a moment in contemplation. "That's... good, because the last thing I need from my wiggle bug is trouble! Get your butt over here!"
Larissa timidly shuffles forward then dutifully raises her arms. Her mom deftly plucks the tinkerbell nightie off of her lithe little frame, fully exposing the girl's petite form if it weren't for a pair of purple underpants. Rissa's figure doesn't have any of the alluring curves of her mother yet, but she's still very easy on the eyes in a cute and innocent sort of way. And it's still astounding how much she reminds you of Bree.
Larissa chuckles to herself which snaps you out of your daydream. You manage to catch her staring at the oddly shaped bulge in your boxers. But it's hard to truly 'catch' her when shes making no effort to hide it.
"I would hate to see anyone get heat stroke," Carrie announces, balling up the green nightie in her hands. She steps out of her shorts as inconspicuously as possible before dropping the nightie on top of them. "Besides, I'd rather be the one doing the stroking..." she adds looking in your direction.