The next day is a lawn work day. The last of the leaves are down, so I do some raking and bagging. I spend most of it outside, and Paula and Jeri are inside, making a soup. I walk in and it smells amazing. I hop in the shower, and then we all grab a bowl and sit to watch a movie. The soup is filling, and Jeri gets up to clean up from dinner, and Paula jumps up to help, takes my empty bowl and spoon and says, “I want to help you clean up the mess.” She says those last words a bit slower than the others, as she looks down right at me when she says that, a playful glint in her eyes.
“That would be nice, Paula. Thank you for helping clean up the mess” and look right back at her, acknowledging her comment. She smiles, and turns and walks away, a bit more sway to her step than usual. They come back, and Paula says, ” I am SO full. I just want to lay down! Can I lay next to you, Daddy?”
“Sure, hon,” I say. I’m a bit hesitant, considering last time, and Jeri is right here, but I scoot over a bit to make room. She grabs a blanket and a pillow and lays down on my leg like before and covers herself with the blanket. We turn on the TV, and put on a movie.
Just a normal evening, watching a film with wife and stepdaughter. Suddenly *CLICK* the light in the room gets turned off. I see Jeri reaching up to turn off the lamp.
“Sorry, I had a glare. Is it too dark in here?”
“No it’s fine, honey. Like a movie theater!” I encourage her that it’s fine.
Not 30 seconds later, I feel Paula’s hand sliding on my leg towards my member. I stiffen up a bit, and glance over at Jeri. Paula stops. Jeri in watching the show, she isn’t looking our way at all. I relax and settle in and her hand moves ever so slowly into the center of my lap until it finds my growing member.
For the next 10 minutes, Paula is just casually rubbing my cock stiff, not grabbing it, just sort of pressing against it, basically petting it. I am at once intensely aroused by the situation and scared shitless. I am torn inside. The situation itself is dangerous enough to fire me up, but the taboo nature just adds to the arousal. On the other hand, I love Jeri and don’t want to hurt her or cause a rift between her and Paula. The arousal part wins the battle of wills, and I let this continue, and I start to slightly push my cock upwards with enough pressure to let her know I am into this.
Paula responds by wrapping her hand on my pole and beginning to stroke it slowly. Up, and then down, sliding her hand all the way over the head, and then down to the base so her last two fingers touch my balls. She is just enjoying the feel of it, and I can see her starting to squirm a bit under the blanket. I put my arm over her shoulders, to decrease the visibility of Paula and I’s indiscretions from Jeri’s direction. Paula starts to stroke me just a bit more speed and then she stops and removes her hand from my raging hard on and sits up a bit.
She makes a scene of fluffing the pillow, and rearranging the blanket, and as she lays her head back down, covers my arm with the blanket, so it is resting on her shoulder directly. I begin to rub her a bit and she squirms and maneuvers so my hand is on the front of her shoulder just a few inches above her breasts. Do I dare? The situation is so exciting, that I cannot stop myself, and I reach down and cup her young firm breast in my hand.