My eyes dilated as Pam bent over to pick up a pair of socks. She was wearing a long, light blue sleep-shirt with only the simplest of white cotton panties that perfectly hugged her round ass and soft pussy mound. After over two decades of marriage, I still found my wife irresistible.
"Admiring the view?" Pam asked playfully, breaking my trance.
"You bet I am," I answered and caught her in a full hug.
I'm a bit over six-two so Pam tip-toed her five-six frame up into my arms. While we may be in our mid-forties, we both have paid attention to our bodies. I might not have a rock hard, rippling six-pack, but neither do I have a large belly or man boobs; and although Pam has hints of stretch marks and a little more jiggle here and there, she is still shapely and gorgeous. It is even more impressive considering she gave birth to our two beautiful children.
Pam and I are like most couples in that we've had our ups and downs, but the love has always been there. We are truly soul mates, destined to be with one and other. We married young while still in college. We had our daughter, Katie, shortly after graduating and getting steady work. Jake came along a couple years later. We've stayed close with Pam's parents and my mom, my father passed away when I was young. Maybe it was because my childhood was mostly without my dad that I have always been determined to be there for my family in any way they needed.
Pam and I have a very yin-yang thing going on in our marriage. Sometimes I am the a-type man of the house. Other times, Pam takes the lead. Our secret? It's not love, or at least it's not just love. Passion and steamy sex? Nope, but there's plenty of that! Our secret is trust. From the moment she told me she loved me, and I took her into my arms reciprocating, the trust was forged into us. It was this love that shielded and enveloped out family as the kids grew. To pass our love to our kids and to demonstrate the importance of family was our goal as parents.
My family means everything to me, always has. I am very much the homebody boring old family man. I would rather spend a weekend with my wife and kids than golfing or any other pastime that would take me away from them. Especially as summer was young and given that Katie was a twenty-years-old university sophomore while Jake was an eighteen-year-old high school graduate both of whom would be leaving for college when summer ended. So, I determined to maximize and treasure our time over the two or so months until our nest emptied.
Coming back to our bedroom, holding Pam close, I kissed her long and deep. I could feel her soft breasts pressing and yielding against me. Maybe there was a bit of a sag, but her bosom was luscious and full. I have no idea what her cup size is, because I have never asked; all I know is that Pam's tits are as big as they are supposed to be, and in my eyes, perfect. I felt her nipples starting to harden against my bare chest while I was enjoying the clean, fresh scent of her thick, wavy auburn hair.
Pam hugged me a bit tighter pushing her hips forward to grind lightly against me causing my cock to stir, then to start hardening as I decided I was going to tell her about my little secret from the day before, now that we had a moment alone. I was nervous, but also excited as I hoped she would not only understand, but also be as excited as I was about it.
That's when Katie came bounding into our room flopping face first down on our bed. Her only acknowledgement that she even noticed us was an overly dramatic sigh she breathed into our mattress.
We are a close family, I wouldn't have it any other way, but sometimes that closeness creates situations like my daughter barging into our bedroom without a knock or a "Can I come in" while I am standing there with a burgeoning hard-on wearing nothing but boxer shorts. Other times, it's that my daughter chooses inappropriate attire for her to wander around the house. It seemed that Katie's choice in clothes dramatically changed around the time she came of age and figured out she could get a rise out of her Dad, literally. Laying there on the bed was a prime example as Pam and I disengaged our kiss to stare down at our daughter. Katie was face down, spread eagled wearing a flimsy short-sleeved cotton top with puffy shoulders and a matching pair of shorts that barely came down over her tight, twenty-year-old ass. The pajamas were years old, very worn and loose causing the gusset of her shorts to be permanently crumpled into a thin piece of material that was inadequate for its job and tended to randomly be pushed aside. As such, it became obvious Katie had declined to wear panties as Pam and I were gazing at her fully exposed, tight-lipped pussy.
My wife and I stood there for a moment staring down open-mouthed at our daughter's downy cunt and taut ass cheeks. Katie sighed again kicking her legs up and down causing her pussy lips to part slightly. I swallowed and looked to Pam. She smiled, shrugged, gave my cock a quick squeeze and walked over to sit on the bed next to Katie.
Pam stroked her daughter's hair asking, "What's the matter, sweetie?"
"I can't sleep," Katie mumbled into the mattress.
I had to tear my eyes from my Katie's alluring pussy (was that moisture on her tight lips) as I was now sporting a full, agate-hard erection. With Katie being face-planted in the bed I quickly went around to my side and slipped under the covers concealing my traitorous boner.
"Why not?" asked Pam. "Is something bothering you? Do you feel alright?"
Katie flopped over onto her back.
"I'm fine. I just can't get to sleep," she whined in her little girl voice.
"Well, do you want to watch TV or something?" I asked.
"Nah," she said lazily rubbing her eyes. "I'm just so bored!" she blurted and brought her hands down in exasperation slapping her thighs.
"Well, it's not like you have to get up early tomorrow," Pam said since Katie was home on summer vacation from university. "Maybe if you just try to relax."
"I know. I'm just worked up for some reason. I can't relax. Hey, where's Jake?" Katie asked.
"He's spending the night at Leo's," Pam responded. "You sure nothing is bothering you?" Pam asked again gently placing the back of her hand on Katie's forehead.
"I'm fine; just really restless," Katie said using her normal voice for the first time.
A slight motion caught my attention. I glanced down noticing Katie's right hand was making a very subtle petting motion. I could only see the back of her hand rise and fall. Was I seeing what I thought I was seeing! Was our daughter surreptitiously playing with herself while laying between her mom and dad! I looked over at Pam to find her staring back at me smiling mischievously shrugging her eyebrows. Her daughter was sort of masturbating in front of us and Pam found it funny. Then again, I'm not sure Katie even realized what she was doing. I think she was bored, had easy access to her pussy, so why not touch it!
With the sexiness of my wife, my gorgeous, hot daughter slowly playing with herself and the recent memory of her shaved, glistening pussy I pretty much crossed a line (well, another line considering what happened the day before) by asking, "When was that last time you came?"
There was a brief silence. Katie's absentminded fondling of herself stopped as both ladies looked to me with identical, mildly confused expressions. I could almost see into their minds as they struggled to sort out what they had just heard, because obviously they must have heard it wrong.
"What?" they asked in unison.
I calmly looked down at Katie and levelly repeated, "When was the last time you had an orgasm?"
"Dad!"
"Peter!"
I just sat there letting their incredulousness flow past me. I didn't know where this was going to go, but I felt certain it had to go somewhere.
"Oh, come on, sweetie," I said to Katie. "You came in here pretty much flaunting your sexuality. You're not even wearing any panties, and you made sure we noticed! And, do I really have to point out that you were laying there just now playing with yourself. You're obviously sexually frustrated which is probably why you can't sleep."
Pam actually nodded as the sense of what I said settled into her mind.
Katie bit her lower lip and squinted her eyes a little. It was cute. I could see adult Katie and little girl Katie wrestling with the concept of having this conversation with her parents. Then I saw her face relax as she sighed.
"You're right, Dad," she agreed sounding like she was surrendering.
Katie started to rub her pussy again.
