I got up and started to make a pot of coffee. While that was brewing, I went outside and got the morning newspaper, came back in and poured a cup of coffee. While I was reading the paper, Misty woke up and came into the kitchen. She was wearing only a white tee shirt and white nylon panties. Her firm tanned legs attracted my attention immediately. I felt a stirring in my groin, but tried to stifle it, as I had done so many times in the past.
I had been living with her and her mother since Misty was 12, and she always slept in a tee-shirt and panties, so I had seen her like this many times before, but now she was 18. I was 36 years old, but she was a fully developed woman now. The sight of her in those panties was different that day.
My mind retraced to some of the times when she would be laying out in the backyard sunning herself. Her skin so smooth, and her ass and tits covered only by a tiny bikini. How many times I looked at that beautiful ass, and wished I could just touch it. Just to feel the firmness would have been wonderful, but every time I saw her like that, I wanted to lick and suck every part of her. I wanted to experience every part of her body, but she was my wife's daughter, from a previous marriage. This was not supposed to be in the cards for me.
I turned back to the paper and tried to read. I turned from page to page, scanning the headlines, looking for something interesting, but nothing could keep my interest. Misty opened a cupboard, and reached up to get a box of cereal from the top shelf. As she did so, the tee-shirt rose up, revealing her whole ass in those thin white panties. Her legs were stretched out fully, and I could see the outline of her pussy against the white panties. Again, my groin stirred.
She put the cereal box on the table and went to the refrigerator, as I tried to get back to the paper. I couldn't even get started reading, because when she opened the refrigerator, she spread her feet about shoulder width apart, and bent over to get the milk. She seemed to be doing this deliberately slow, and I could now make out her entire pussy now. I couldn't help but look! It was SO beautiful; I couldn't take my eyes off it. She stayed in that position for a couple of seconds, and I got an eyeful.
Finally she Stood up, with the milk in her hand and came over and poured some in her bowl. She then returned to the refrigerator, and repeated the scene while putting the milk back. By this time I had a hardon, and sitting was uncomfortable. I wondered if she knew she was teasing me like this, but back to the paper I went.
As she ate, and I drank coffee, we made small talk about an upcoming trip to one of the universities she was considering. My hardon subsided, and I was glad to have some normal conversation, just to keep my mind off her body. This lasted about 30 minutes, because when she was done, she started to load dishes into the dishwasher.
She made several trips to the dishwasher, and each time she would bend over with her ass pointing in my direction. My dick was stirring as I tried not to look, but I couldn't help it. The only thing keeping me from seeing her pussy was those panties! I looked down at the paper in front of me, but she came over and stood right next to me. "Are you done with that coffee cup?" she asked. I looked at her crotch from the corner of my eye, and could see the dark patch of pubic hair through the thin material of her panties, and my dick got hard as a rock. I stayed in position as if I were reading, and just handed it to her. She took it to the dishwasher, and bent over so I could see her pussy again. She stayed like that for a while as she rearranged the dishes. It must have been 2 minutes, waving her pussy at me like that. I even caught her watching me look at her once, and she didn't stop.
