Which meant as soon as Mia cleared out, I’d paw through my stash of dirty movies and find one that interested me, sit back…and stroke off a little anxiety and some much needed tension relief.
But before I even thought about doing that, I needed to get something to eat and settle my stomach first too. Already it was grumbling, reminding me I was hungry as I stood up and slowly made my way up the stairs towards the kitchen.
When I entered the kitchen I literally froze in my tracks! Across the way from me, Mia stood in the open doorway of the refrigerator bending over. It was obvious she was scrounging around inside looking for something to eat as well. That in and of itself wasn’t what seized me.
What did was that she was wearing nothing more than a tiny white thong, so her twin ass cheeks were totally bare to me. But to make things even worse, she was also wearing a very large, cut off sweatshirt that had been cut around her midriff. Hanging open as it was as I stood behind her, her full firm breasts dangled downwards enticingly as she rummaged about inside the fridge.
Once again I found myself playing the “you should tear your eyes away from those things” game. Though I allowed another three seconds or so of guilt free enjoyment before my conscience kicked in. And though she was certainly old enough to wear whatever she felt was appropriate, or in this case at least, highly inappropriate for being around me, I swallowed my intention of telling her so. Instead, I merely made her aware of my unexpected presence.
“Hungry? Me too!”
Though startled a little at my sudden appearance, Mia merely stood up, not at all concerned that she’d given her father quite an unexpected show of her back end, though I didn’t think she realized as she stood up, that her breasts had been nearly as exposed as her ass had been. Growing up, Thomas and I had both treated the various states of dress, or undress as natural and healthy, never trying to hide our own nudity from the kids, though not going out of the way to exactly flaunt it either.
Our intent had been to bring them up in such a way that they weren’t ashamed or inhibited as far as that went. I stood there wondering if we’d been a bit too liberal in our beliefs. Mia didn’t act or seem at all embarrassed or shy about the way she was currently dressed standing in front of her father. Though it wasn’t the first time I had seen her as scantily dressed as she was now. It’s just that she was a woman now, fully developed and mature. And the fact I’d been contemplating jerking myself off here at some stage didn’t help much.
“How about I fix us some scrambled eggs and toast?” She asked. “A lot easier to fix for two than just for myself,” she added.
I was certainly up for that, but I was starting to feel “up” in another way as well, and quickly took a seat at the kitchen table, pouring myself a fresh cup of coffee first, and then angling towards it before sitting down so as not to embarrass myself or Mia. She on the other hand went about preparing our simple breakfast, not giving any further thought (though had she even considered it in the first place?) towards her current state of dress as she began doing so.
I decided to try and make small talk with her in the hopes that my rapidly escalating member might simply go away.
“So punkin’ what’s on your agenda for today?”
Mia stood at the stove scrambling some eggs in a pan after having popped four slices of bread in the toaster. The fact she had done so with her twin ass cheeks staring at me was of no moment to her. And I found myself sitting there staring at my daughter’s very gorgeous ass as I asked her the question.
“You really want to know?” she asked, turning around with the frying pan in her hand as she scooped out two equal portions of eggs onto our plates. Once again I was now staring down the front of her bulky sweatshirt. Hints of her somewhat darker colored nipples winking at me as I glanced down the front of her shirt, though only for a fraction of an instant as I looked back up into her face just as her eyes met mine.
She had a quirky smile on her face, and I wondered for a moment if she’d caught me looking at her, but she continued.
“I’m meeting Charlene at the mall later this afternoon. They’re having a big sale at Victoria’s Secret, lots and lots of sexy new bras, thongs and panties, thought we’d go down and have a look around. Why? You want to come with me?” She asked not actually meaning it of course, but enjoying my sudden discomfort at the thought of that, though I again had to wonder and ask myself, “Had she seen me peeking?”
“Ah no…thanks,” I said sheepishly, forking myself a healthy mouthful of eggs. “Was just wondering,” I added almost whispering now feeling a whole lot more uncomfortable than I had been earlier. Mia laughed however, amused by our conversation, obviously aware of my embarrassment. Though she quickly tried changing the subject, and oddly enough, not in a direction I was happy about her taking either.
She took a sip of her orange juice, eyeing me over the rim, and then as though asking me about the weather in the same tone of voice I might have expected, she said, “So dad…what’s up with you and mom anyway?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, nearly choking on the mouthful I was trying to swallow.
“You know what I mean. Are you and mom planning on getting a divorce?”
I was glad I had just swallowed, or I might have choked. “Whatever gave you that idea?” I asked pretending that nothing was wrong.
“Oh, maybe that you and mom aren’t doing the nasty anymore for one thing. And don’t tell me you are either. I overheard her talking to Aunt Susan a week ago. Mom told her the two of you hadn’t done much of anything for several months now. What’s up with that?”
So…she was as aware of it as I was. But the fact she had actually told her sister about our lack-luster love life wasn’t good news either. As much as I liked Susan, ever since her divorce a few years back, she’d been hanging around, flirting and coming on to me a whole lot more than I would have liked. Thomas thought it was funny, as did Susan I think. But I never quite knew how to act around the two of them whenever they got together. And especially when Susan started flirting with me whenever Thomas wasn’t around to notice.