I found myself getting more and more turned on, and I couldn’t resist exploring my own body a little further. I let my hands wander, trailing over my breasts and down to my hips, feeling the excitement build within me.
I lathered the soap in my hands and took my time, exploring every inch of my skin; my body becoming more and more aroused with each passing moment. Despite having just cum a few hours ago, I knew if I didn’t stop, I wouldn’t be able to prevent myself from cumming again.
A part of me knew that something might happen tonight, and I wanted to be prepared. I fought the urge to indulge in my body once again and decided to focus on preparing for tonight. I washed my long brown hair before shaving every inch of hair on my body.
I put on some understated makeup, giving me a natural look. I didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that I was getting dressed up for Cassie, but I couldn’t fight that I craved her attention. I wanted her to see my body and need to hold herself back from jumping my bones.
I walked through my large closet until I came across my athleisure shelf. I grabbed my newest Lululemon leggings, which perfectly showed off my tight ass. I had caught John checking me out in them many times before, so I knew they would have the desired effect.
I finished the look with a cropped sweatshirt that showed a little underboob when I lifted my arms. It was a younger look, but John had seen me wearing the shirt around the house a few times, so I didn’t believe he would think anything of it.
“Hi, Mom, Dad. I’m home,” Cassie yelled as she walked through the door.
I ran downstairs when I heard Cassie come in. “I’m so glad you came, baby. It means a lot to us that you reached out,” I said, hugging her.
“I brought some wine,” Cassie announced as she passed it to John.
“Hey, honey,” John said cautiously.
It was clear that John was still unsure how to deal with what happened last night.
“How’d your golf game go today, Dad?” Cassie asked, trying to break the ice.
“It was fine. Something about my stroke felt off. Probably wasn’t the best idea to play hung-over,” John laughed.
The laughter helped ease the simmering tension in the room.
“Let’s figure out dinner. I’m starving! Does Italian sound good to everyone?” I wondered.
“Sounds great, Mom,” Cassie replied as she plopped herself on the couch.
For the next 30 minutes, Cassie, John, and I talked as if last night hadn’t occurred. Cassie acted like the fun-loving, innocent girl that John and I always knew. It was nice having family time together.
“Well, I’m going to shower quickly before the food arrives. Sorry, I didn’t get a chance to clean up before you got here, Cassie,” John said as he headed upstairs.
“No worries, Dad. It will give Mom and me a chance to catch up,” Cassie remarked.
Looking at Cassie, I couldn’t help but take in her beauty. Her piercing blue eyes looked right through me as I checked out her sexy body. Cassie’s blonde hair was slicked back in a ponytail, allowing me to take in her perfect features.