Sitting side by side in one of the booths at the back, chitchatting animatedly about everything and nothing, she found herself sorely tempted to play footsie with Kayla or maybe even put a hand on her knee. Even if anyone in that restaurant had been able to guess that they were mother and daughter, she was certain that they wouldn’t have known she was doing it thanks to the red checkered tablecloths.
On the other hand, there was no telling how Kayla would react to being so blatantly hit on by her own mom in so public a place. No, she told herself, it would be better to wait until they were alone in the privacy of their hotel room.
She just needed to have a little more patience.
And a glass or two of wine.
* * *
To keep up the pretense that everything here was still normal and that she wasn’t a depraved middle-aged woman looking to seduce her own daughter, Cassie had stepped into the bathroom when they got back to their room so they could have a little privacy as they changed for bed.
When she emerged, it was to find Kayla sitting up on the bed in a nightshirt, leaning back against the headboard. If Cassie had been suffering from any last minute doubts about whether or not she could go through with this, the sight of those long, smooth legs utterly quashed them. Because of the way the girl had sat down, her mother even got just the tiniest hint of what kind of panties she was wearing and so it was a wonder that she didn’t just leap onto the bed and start ripping those clothes off then and there!
Belatedly, Cassie realized that she had her phone to her ear.
“Yeah, Dad,” Kayla was saying. “We miss you, too. Mom and I were just getting ready for bed. You want to talk to her? Okay, hold on.” The teen held out the phone to her mother with a smile.
Cassie came right over to stand beside the bed. She was wearing her bathrobe and had been holding it closed around her with both hands, but as she took the phone it fell open to reveal that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. Somehow, even though her heart was racing again, she managed to have an apparently normal conversation with her husband while standing very close to Kayla and showing off her cunt and the valley between her full breasts.
Pretending that she didn’t realize how much she was revealing to her daughter, Cassie nevertheless made an effort to watch her and see how she was responding to the view. It gave her a lot of reassurance to note that Kayla was staring in wide-eyed fascination as if she could not look away, but not complaining or anything.
“Okay, dear,”Cassie said into the phone at length. “We’ll talk to you again tomorrow.” Hanging up the phone, she tried to hand it back.
When the teenager didn’t react at all to the proffered cell phone, her mother affected a look of confusion and looked down to see what was holding her attention so firmly. Only then, she pretended, did she realize that she was flashing the girl and drop the phone to pull her robe closed again around her.
“Sorry about that, honey.”