As Julie and I made our way down stairs and into the kitchen we were surprised to see Megan and the kids making breakfast. How they all managed to wake up and start breakfast was beyond thoughts and was certainly a welcoming site.
They had Eggs, Sausage, French Toast with Mixed Berry Topping, Orange Juice, and Coffee. They must have somehow planned this in advance and Megan must've gone shopping. I know we didn't have the ingredients to make all this in the house.
"Good Morning!" they all said while Julie and I worked pour way to the table and took a seat.
Normally, I sit at head take spot, today for some reason Jodan was sitting there. Maybe, just to be closer to them coming and help as needed. So, I sat in the seat next to her. Julie took the other side of the head table. Juliet took a seat next to me. Jessie sat across from Juliet.
Megan brought over the last of the food and sat down in the remaining seat across from men. Since they plates everything family style.
Megan said, "Ok everyone dig in!"
We started to take what was in front of us and pass items around.
"This is amazing guys! Everything looks and smells so good!" Julie said.
"I agree," I replied.
After eveyone had filled their plate started to eat Julie spoke up, "I'm glad we are all here together. I have an announcement to make to you kids."
Megan and I knew what what the announcement was. So we both looked at each other a everyone took a bite and then look to my wife/thier mother to listen.
"So, I am going to be excepting a promotion at work," Julie told them.
"That's great mom! How exciting!" the kids said.
"Yes, it is. However, it means I need to go into the office earlier and I will need to travel more so, I may not always be home in the morning and I may be away a few days a month," Julie explained.
Jordan chimed in, with a look of concern on his face, "Well if dad goes to work early and you need to leave early too or you won't be here, who is going to make sure we get ready for school and have our lunch and stuff packed or be home when we get home?"
"We already figured that out," Julie answered, "Would you like to tell them Miss Megan?"
"Sure!" Megan exclaimed, "So, guys I have agreed to take on a bigger role. I get out of classes before you all get home so the days your mom isn't here I will be there."
"What about in the morning?" Juliet asked.
"That's funny you ask that, Juliet," Megan answered. "The days your mom goes in early or is traveling and can't be here, I will help you all get ready." - I had this Ah Ha moment. I didn't think it was obvious but, as I did felt something touch my groin, my cock was already getting hard and what was touching it made it harder. As Megan began to explain "the plan" it hadn't occurred to me until that moment it would mean I would have more opportunities to have sex with Megan. It was my opportunity to get my endorphin ans dopamine high. Megan continued to massage my raging hard and gave her an OMG Stop It look. She glares back with a NO! I know I'm driving you crazy look.- "Since I am not much of morning person and getting here in time to make sure you are all ready would mean me leaving super early from my house, the plan is for me to come the night before and sleep here."
"That sounds like so much fun!"- Jordan explained.
"It sure does Jordan, it sure does! Does that sound fun to you guys? -as she turned to Juliet and Jessie and they nodded- "What about you Mr. S., does that sound fun?" -she continued to run my cock with her foot. I looked at her and she smiled, I smiled back staring at me.
I tried not to squirm, as I answered, "Ummm yeah, it sounds like a lot of fun. It may seem HARD at first, but I'm sure we cab ease into a routine quickly and everything will COME together, right Megan?"
I purposefully made sure to put emphasis on the words hard and come. Megan picked up on the clues and she stopped rubbing my cock with her bare foot.
"I agree," she said, "It may be an adjustment at first since I'll need to get down timing and such and before you know it, things will SLIDE" -she faked a cough- "right into place."
I stared at her again. Good grief, she was such a tease. Especially in front of everyone. It took all my will power to maintain composure.
"I'm going to get a refill of my coffee, anyone else need anything?" Megan asked.
No one answered. She then got up and walked into the kitchen with her cup.
I took a sip of my coffee and sorted things out in side my head. I sipped again. I got very little that sip as the cup was empty. There was less than I thought. Without putting my cup down I pushed back my chair and carried it to the kitchen. Completely forgetting that's where Megan had gone to.
We had pretty much an open floor plan. We had taken out walls to make the kitchen and dining room more open, but some areas were load bearing. Rather than have a pillar we opted to make the area a small counter and cabinet area. It was the perfect place to keep a coffee maker on the counter and ceiling cabinets to store larger platters and items we didn't need daily. We added a small prep sink there too to fill coffee pots and wash produce. Having spent time in food service I liked having a separate sink to rinse vegetables and ready to eat foods in a separate location from dirty dishes. You needed to walk around the area to get from the dinning room into the kitchen, but once past the area it was an open view.
Megan startled me as I walked around the corner into the kitchen, I forgot she was there, my mind was still processing everything and I wasn't really focused on my surroundings.
I said, "What are you doing?"
With Devilish Grin, she looked at me and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Megan, you know exactly what I mean!" I said, as I eye fucked her and admire her choice of pajamas.
I started at her feet. Plain white Nike ankle socks with a place Swoosh at the ball of her ankle. Moving my eyes up to see she was wearing a pair of fleece pink pajamas or lounge style pants with red cherries printed on them. The pants hugged every curve just enough to where they were loose, but snug and she had rolled the top of the elastic over, perhaps so it didn't dig in to her soft skin or to draw attention to exquisite waistline or maybe both. Frankly, I didn't care she looked fan-fucking- tastic in them. My eyes worked thier way up further where she had a matching long sleeve hoodie that was cut longer in the back and cut to short in in front, mid driff cut I believe is the term, to off her toned stomach and cherry navel piercing. It looked like maybe what she wore to bed, but when I peered in her room last night, it was dark so I couldn't really tell.
She knew that I had I just I fucked the shit out of her, because she smiled and asked, "Like what you see, don't you?"
I nodded. It was about all I could do.
Megan turned back around to pour herself more coffee. As she did and before she picked up the pot I couldn't stop myself from running her tight little ass covered by her soft cherry printed pants. She moaned to signal her approval. I continued to rub her ass all over admiring how great it felt in your soft pants. Occasionally, I'd even squeeze it admiring its firmness. I've been paused for a moment and placed one hand on each one of her cheeks close to her hips up down no bumps.
"Well that rules out briefs, boy shorts, or any type of bikini panties," I thought.
I moved my hands inward and rub the center section of her ass. I even pressed a bit harder and she gave another slight moan as she flexed her ass cheeks, but, still nothing.
"Well", I thought, "that rules out a thong, string, mini-string, Brazilian String, or g-string."
I moved both my hands to my thumbs were just above the visible spot where her little ass crack started. I massaged and felt for a t-string. I felt nothing.
"Well, if she doesn't have on a t-string, I'm also positive she won't be wearing any type of control briefs, or extra long panties. If Julie hardly owns any and seldom wears granny style panties, I doubt Megan even owns a pair at her age. She must be Sans Panties! Holy Shit!" -slowly I was moving my hands back toward her hips to reaffirm I didn't miss something- I thought to myself.
One final check was to pull the folded over waist band from her soft suntanned flesh and have a peek.
I did just that and my suspicion was confirmed. Sans Panties!
I leaned over to her and said, "Why are you n.mot wearing any panties?"
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"I kinda thought that's what we're trying to figure out," she replied.
She turned to face me and said, "Ever since I the time I spent the night here while my clothes dried I've been trying it more and more. It let's things air out and I feel less constricted and I sleep better."
I took a step closer to her and touched her chest. I could feel her perky nipples.
