Ann

Ann’s Confession’s
Chapter II


I had been in Florida for 11 months when I brought my girls down; they were out of school for the summer and were going to spend it with me.

I rented a nice apartment about a block from Mom’s house. Sara was still living with Mom and I decided that it would be best for the girls and me to have our own space. Stephie, my oldest was now 14 and Marie was 12. It had been close to a year since I had seen either of them and I was excited as I drove to the airport to pick them up. I had spent the last year in the sun and now had a very dark tan; I had let my hair grow almost to my ass. I mention this because when I left Chicago I had no tan and short hair. I was dressed in Florida traditional clothes; a pair of red hip hugger jeans and a white tee shirt, I hadn’t worn a bra or panties for the last year.

I was early getting to the airport so I made my way to the bar for a drink. I ordered my favorite at that time; A Slow Comfortable Screw [slow gin + southern comfort + orange juice].

This order got the attention of a couple of business men. As I had an hour to wait I allowed them the pleasure of my company while I accepted another drink from them. We had moved to a booth where I was on one side with Fred. I let him put his hand on my thigh and shortly he was rubbing my pussy thru my jeans; I in turn and to his dismay unzipped his pants and started jacking him off. He had a rather small cock and an even smaller control over it. I had him Cumming in less than three minuets; his friend saw what I was doing and got a little panicky when I held my cum covered hand up and licked it clean. The best part was that Fred got his foreskin caught in his zipper and ran to the restroom crying and trying to hide his open fly with his briefcase. I finished my drink and said bye and headed to the waiting area.

I got there just as the first people were coming off the plane. My daughters were the last to come up the ramp; I almost didn’t recognize them; Stephie was at least 4 inches taller and was sporting a pair of boobs bigger than mine; she had long brown hair and carried herself like a model. Marie hadn’t gotten much taller but she was developing a nice figure; she had little girl boobs that were evident under her tee shirt and a nice waist over developing hips. I saw that they didn’t recognize me as they were scanning the crowd looking for their frumpy mother. I let them get within 5 feet of me before I spoke; as they were passing by I asked if they were looking for someone. Sara stopped and looked at me and asked; mother? They were both surprised at how I had changed; we gave each other big hugs and kisses and headed for the luggage carousel, then we were in the car heading home.

We got to the apartment and the girls changed cloths, Stephie put on a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass and allowed her long shapely legs to get some air; she put on a loose fitting halter top that allowed a clear view of her beautiful tits when she would lean forward. Marie also was wearing shorts that were loose fitting around the legs with another tee shirt that showed her budding tits clearly. My god my daughters were dressed like street walking whores; I liked it. I also think they were surprised when I didn’t say anything about their how they were dressed.

When we got to Mom’s the girls were introduced to Sara; who was out front just returning from the store. We went inside where the girls and Mom did a lot of hugging and kissing; I did notice Mom keeping her hand on Marie’s ass longer than necessary but put it out of my mind. Sara invited us to join her on the deck where she had some beverages in the cooler and if anyone wanted they could jump in the pool that Mom had installed recently. The girls asked about swim suits; Sara said she had some they could wear.

We all went out; there was a blender full of Pina Coladas so we all had one. The girls said that these were good and asked if they could have more, I allowed them one more. Sara had made them with twice the rum as usual so we were all a little high within a short time. The girls wanted to go in the pool and asked Sara about the swim suits. Sara had just enough to drink [or she had planed this before] to remove her sundress, which was all she was wearing, and say that skinny dipping was more fun. Stephie didn’t hesitate and was soon naked also; Marie looked at me and asked if it was o. k. to swim nude. I said yes. This was the first time I had seen my children naked since they were 3 or 4 years old. Stephie had developed a beautiful body that anyone would be proud of.