Doing Mom’s Job 2

Kimberly continued to prepare something to eat. I watched for a few moments while she moved around the kitchen gracefully. Her firm breasts swayed with each movement of her body. My cock began to swell. I knew I had to get busy or I would not get the chores completed that I had taken off of work to do.

I went back into the garage and began to work. It was very hard to concentrate with the fresh memory of my cock between my daughter’s lips. The memory kept my cock in check. It was neither hard nor soft.

After a couple hours, I was done. When I went back into the house, Kimberly had dinner ready. She had the food on the table and she was putting the final touches on setting the table. She was wearing nothing but a silky white thong. The white material was illuminated against her tanned buttocks.

When she heard me enter she turned and smiled. I could do nothing but smile back and gaze at her beautiful body. She motioned for me to sit, and I moved toward the table and took my seat at the head of the table.

She carefully placed a generous portion of each dish onto my plate and stood at my side while I sampled each. She was a great cook, a trait she did not get from her mother. Once she was satisfied that I was pleased with the meal, she sat in the chair beside me and fixed her plate.

After we were done with dinner and the dishes, I excused myself to shower. I was being very meticulous. I wanted Kimberly, but under the circumstances, I wanted her to make the move to continue what we had started earlier. As bad as I had wanted her to join me in the shower, I didn’t invite her. I just hoped she would follow.

Unfortunately, she did not. As the water cascaded down my body, I anxiously waited for the shower door to open and my beautiful daughter to step in, but it didn’t happen.