Standing by the door, Kayla watched in silence as her mother paced angrily back and forth across the hotel room, gripping the telephone handset so tightly that her knuckles were turning white.
"Now listen you, I made these reservations weeks ago, I paid for a room with two beds, and that's exactly what I want!" There was a momentary pause as the unfortunate person on the other end of the line said something, but it only served to set her mother off again. "I don't care how overbooked this hotel is, dammit! I want the room I paid for."
Seeing the way the conversation seemed to be heading, Kayla just sighed and went to pick up one of the suitcases and throw it on the bed to start unpacking it. However upset her mother might be, it was quite obvious to her that the argument was going to be a waste of time.
"All right, fine!" Cassie snarled at length. "But I had better be getting some of my money back over this stupid screw up!" She slammed the receiver down then, pausing to take a few deep, calming breaths.
"No luck?" Kayla inquired innocently, stepping around the older woman to put an armload of clothes into a dresser drawer.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart, but it looks like we're just going to have to share a bed while we're here. The hotel is completely full because of the competition and there just aren't any other rooms."
"It's fine, Mom," the girl assured her, going to work on the next suitcase. "It's not gonna kill us to share a bed for a few nights. Not unless it turns out you hog the bed sheets, anyway. Maybe I should call Dad and ask about that . . ."
"Ha, ha." Cassie allowed that a small smile. "If either of us is going to hog the sheets, I'm betting it's you. I'm the one who's used to sleeping with someone else, after all."
"Yeah, whatever."
As soon as everything was unpacked and put away, Kayla grabbed a towel and a bottle of shampoo and headed for the bathroom. "I'll be right back, Mom."
"Okay."
Cassie managed to hold on until she heard the water start running, but then every last bit of her strength left her in a rush and she collapsed, missing the bed and ending up sitting on the floor. Breathing hard, her heart pounding, she was shaking like a leaf as she stared with wide eyes at the bathroom door.
She'd had some serious doubts about whether she would be able to pull it off, but her daughter seemed to have swallowed it hook, line and sinker.
Once upon a time, Cassandra Mann had been just an average, run-of-the-mill suburban wife and mother who would never in a million years have an inappropriate thought about her own daughter. That had all changed however when Kayla decided to join her high schools swim team. Oh, she had never been blind to the fact that her little girl was growing up to be quite the little heartbreaker, but it wasn't until she found herself faced with the eighteen year old stretching and exercising day after day and wearing her surprisingly sexy little one-piece swimsuit that something unforgivably wicked was stirred up within her.
Suddenly, all she could think about was what an angelic face the girl had and what an exquisitely slender little figure. She loved the sight of those perky little breasts with their firm peaks pressing through the swimsuit so very obviously. She couldn't stop staring at that tight little butt and drooling when she saw how the crotch of the suit contoured itself exactly to the shape of that sweet young pussy.
It had been with a great deal of shock that Cassie realized that she had started lusting after her own child, but no matter how hard she tried she just could not shake off these forbidden and unnatural feelings, no matter how weird it was though, no matter how guilty she might feel, it did not stop her from fantasizing about her every single day and masturbating over her almost as often.
The school year was coming to an end now and Kayla's team had won enough meets to reach the finals, facing off against teams from all over the state. The event was expected to last about a week however and were taking place about three towns over, so naturally Cassie and her husband Shawn had decided that a chaperone was required. It wouldn't be her father though as Shawn had been unable to get that much time off from work when things were so busy there and so it was that Cassie now found herself all alone in a tiny hotel room with a daughter she wanted so badly that it made her ache.
Picking herself up off the floor just as soon as her rubbery legs would let her, Cassie sagged onto the bed instead.
Somehow, she hadn't been able to convince herself that she could stay in such close quarters all alone with Kayla for so long without saying or doing something stupid that would reveal the passion she had for her only child and so she'd made up her mind that there was really only one thing she could do.
She had to take control of this situation.
She had to seduce Kayla and start making all of those wild and crazy fantasies start coming true.
As a matter of fact, she had deliberately reserved this room where the two women would be forced to share a bed as part of her scheming to get into the teens pants! It wouldn't do to have Kayla know that obviously and so she had just carried on a furious argument with the dial tone over their supposedly mixed-up reservations.
She was looking to cross two huge lines here - to cheat on her husband for the first time ever and to take her own daughter as her lover. It was a daunting prospect indeed and she had been arguing with herself ever since they left home that morning over whether or not she would actually have the nerve to pull it off.
She closed her eyes and found that imagining her sexy daughter naked in that shower gave her the strength she needed to carry on.
Yes, she would find a way to make this happen.
* * *
Kayla was kept very busy that first day with learning where the event was to take place and being shown around, and going over some last minute details with her coach and teammates, so Cassie didn't have a chance to be alone with the teen. Afterward, Kayla wanted to go out and see some of the sights in this city with her friends, but her mother refused to allow it for fear they would get into some kind of trouble.
. . . and also so that they could get back to the hotel room and that bed as soon as possible.
Still, they needed some supper if they were going to keep their strength up and so Cassie first took her to the hotel's comfortable little restaurant.
Sitting side by side in one of the booths at the back, chitchatting animatedly about everything and nothing, she found herself sorely tempted to play footsie with Kayla or maybe even put a hand on her knee. Even if anyone in that restaurant had been able to guess that they were mother and daughter, she was certain that they wouldn't have known she was doing it thanks to the red checkered tablecloths.
On the other hand, there was no telling how Kayla would react to being so blatantly hit on by her own mom in so public a place. No, she told herself, it would be better to wait until they were alone in the privacy of their hotel room.
