Taylor and I awoke the next morning, sitting around relaxing and just watching some Sunday morning news. I got a text from my sister saying our parents were fighting again and she was stopping by for a bit, no problem I told her. She came over and was half shocked to see Taylor sitting around in bra, panties and socks. My sister knew about many of my kinks she just didn't end up being a part of them too terribly often, she was open and interested in kinks herself but until recently was too young to get involved with the local kink scene. She hung out for a bit and then headed off to the gym to try and enjoy her day and not think about the fighting going on at home between our parents. Taylor was feeling bad about the situation with our parents and suggested about offering my sister to come over for dinner more often. I told her is she wanted to make that offer I'd be more then happy to let her. I had finally had a full overview of the rules written up for Taylor so she could reference them whenever needed. Taylor noticed that her guests when female were required to meet the same dress code as her, and males would be boxers and socks only. Taylor asked me about this specific rule and I explained it to her and she became hesitantly okay with the idea.

Later that day Taylor reached out to my sister and expressed the idea of her stopping by for dinner after she got done work tomorrow, my sister told her she thought that was a nice idea and that she'd be over when she finished up work. Taylor proceeded to tell me that my sister would be over for dinner tomorrow and she'd figure out what to make at that point. I looked at Taylor and told her that she had to get my sister to meet the dress code. Confused she looked back at me, "You invited me sister over not me. She's now for tomorrow considered your guest not mine, and therefore needs to meet the rules." Taylor now looking at me concerned about what I just asked her to do. She clarified that I was serious about my request and I told her that yes I was and it was her job to figure out the rest. "What if I can't get her to do it?" Taylor asked concerned, knowing that punishments were possible if she failed her task. I told her we would cross that bridge if we had to. She nodded in understanding and told me she'd do her best.

I came home from work the next day to find Taylor cooking in the kitchen, she had on her bra panties and socks as described by her rules. Taylor told me my sister should be over shortly for dinner and she had everything set up on the back patio. Thankfully the patio was well hidden from the neighbors so they couldn't see us when sitting out there wearing only bra and panties. My sister came over and knocked on the door, Taylor went and let her in. My sister was in her work clothes, sneakers a polo with the company logo on it and a pair of jeans. She took off her shoes at the door and you could see her mismatched blue and green ankle socks. Taylor gave her a hug and my sister began to actually take off her shirt and pants. It was clear she had dressed for work and not to impress, she had on a very functional pair of black panties and a nude colored bra as she left her clothes at the door and finished coming into the house I over hear Taylor thank her quickly before inviting her into the kitchen while she finished dinner and offered my sister a drink. My sister did take a drink and started to settle in.

Before long dinner was done and Taylor was plating everything and we headed outside to the back deck, with Taylor and my sister wearing just their bra, panties and socks. Dinner was nice and thanks to the privacy fences no neighbors or anything like that saw. It was clear throughout dinner that the situation at home with my parents was bothering my sister more and more, and the drunker she got the more it became obvious to me she wasn't driving home tonight. Taylor eventually was able to convince her and get her keys from her so she couldn't drive drunk. Taylor showed my sister to the room she'd spend the night in before coming out and cuddling with me and watching some TV. Taylor looked at me while cuddling and ask if I was okay. Smiling I looked at her and told her she hosted my sister as her guest perfectly tonight. She got the guest to understand and be okay with the dress code, she fed the guest well, and made sure the guest was safe and didn't drive home drunk. "Good girl" I told Taylor, it was the first time she had ever been told this phrase and she smiled knowing I was fully satisfied with how she performed this evening as a host and a sub.