She was lying on her bed reading, wearing a white tank top and pink panties that matched her pink toenails. The book rested on her flat stomach and she peered at it over her small but firm round breasts, her nipples clear to see through the material.
Fresh out of the shower, Beth was trying to focus on something other than the fact everyone she knew was out partying while she was stuck at home. Her mother had declared that even though Beth was in college now as long as she lived under her mom's roof she still had to follow the rules, one of which was going out only one night of the weekend. Beth was desperate to move out, but it was financially impossible for her without asking her mother for help.
Peter, Beth's stepfather, entered her room.
"Hey," he said, but she ignored him.
"Beth," he said again, this time with more authority.
"What?" she asked a bit rudely.
He took her by the hand and pulled her up until she was on her knees in front of him as he stood by the side of the bed.
"I know you're mad at me," he said.
He was very close to her and Beth felt oddly tingly.
"I'll tell you what," he said. "Give me a proper daughterly kiss and I'll let you go out for an hour."
"Really?" Beth was super happy and gave him a wide smile.
"Really," he said.
Beth leaned forward and pecked him on the lips then gave him a big hug, her breasts squished on his chest.