Fay hardly slept.
The whole night she drifted in and out thinking about the prior day's events. She lay in her bed in white high waist cotton panties, and sleeveless crop top. Fay was trying to get over her mental block, knowing she couldn't stay in her room all day. It was a little after seven-thirty in the morning, her dad had already been at work for about an hour. Her hair was a wreck, which looked like mischievous fairies had come into her room and knotted it all up in a specific fashion. She had been awake for a while but acted tired stomping down the stairs. Melody was in her flower satin slip, showing off every bit of beauty Melody's curve's had to offer.
"Good morning sweetie pie!" Melody got up to get a coffee cup for her daughter.
"Morning," Fay faked her tired eyes, flopping down on the chair next to her mother.
Melody poured her a cup of coffee setting it next to her, all the while grinning at the sight of her youngest child. Fay's nipples made a definitive impression on her crop top. Melody had not gotten her sexual excitement from Robert this morning, so she had been a bit on edge. Melody had been day dreaming all morning about her husband pumping her with cum, after she had mentioned Fay's name to him during sex. She knew exactly what she was doing. Melody loved the idea of Fay getting her husband excited.
"Do you have any resentment about being some schooled Fay?" Melody sipped her coffee and pushed her newspaper to the side.
Fay knew this wasn't usual small talk around the breakfast table; she didn't know what to say.
"What do you mean Mom," Fay replied sitting up straight.
"You know. Boys, dates...love. Do you think we deprived you of any of that?" Her mother pressed.
Fay gave a quick thought, "I guess I never really thought about. It is just what I have known," Fay raised her eyebrows trying to formulate some professionalism as she sipped her coffee.
Melody hardly ever questioned herself. She always knew what she wanted out of a conversation. She leaned back, "It's just that, you're eighteen now. Your father and I realistically can't expect you to stay a virgin, or not explore your sexual desires."
Fay was surprised at the direction this was going, "I know mom." She only shifted in her seat because a warmth was developing between her legs, and her nipples began to poke through her crop top. Fay's eyes widened.
Melody licked her lips. "I always had hoped, you and I could be open with each other. You know, about the birds and the bees and whatnot."
"Mom," Fay trailed with a blush.
Melody's hand found her daughter's knee as she began to gently caress it. Blood rushed to Fays pelvis and she was becoming very flustered. All Fay could do was formulate a speechless gulp.
"I want to know what excites my little girl. What turns her on?" Melody did not let up, "Boys? Girls?"
Fay was not about to admit to her mother, that she always appreciated the female form and sometimes got aroused by her mother's and sister's bodies, "Boys, I guess."
Her mother grinned wickedly, standing up, "You only guess?" Melody knew she had her daughter and was wanting to begin the fun. After all, Fay wasn't the girl in the house getting turned on by recent events. Melody's morning routine with Rob either involved a quick fuck or a blowjob. She had gotten none of those. She knew Robert was probably embarrassed at how he spilled his load, just by his wife whispering Fay's name.
"It's getting kind of hot isn't it," Melody looked for Fay's objection.
Fay gazed at her statuesque mother as she stood up. Melody's slip barely covered her butt let alone her front side.
"It kinda is," Fay couldn't keep her eyes off her mother's gorgeous breasts.
Melody let her straps gentle fall off each shoulder, shimmying the slip passed her breasts, letting it fall to the floor revealing Melody's body. Melody had all the curves in the right places. Her well kept bushes was nestled in between her wide hips. Although she was in her mid forties, her stomach was toned with an almond shaped belly button. Her large breasts hung with a bit of a sag. Her nipples seemed like invisible string was giving her breasts full perkiness. She was an hourglass who passed down her traits to her daughters.
"Do you wanna get comfortable to baby girl?" Melody suggested.
Fay's pussy lips were on fire. Her mother exposing herself like this all but confirmed that Fay was bi-sexual. She hadn't been so turned on in her life. Her mind was racing. Her legs began to spread, at least to let some air down there in. Whatever the female body had to offer she wanted. Only the female body was her mother, who stood before her in nothing but a smile. Fay nodded and Melody guided her to her feet. Fay felt like a little girl again. Like she was in the locker room for the first time, timid and wondering if her body would measure up to the girls around her.
"Is this okay Mom," Fay stammered wide eyed.
"You tell me baby girl," Melody paused, pulling down her daughter's panties. Fay gave a warm nod of agreement. She had never had the sexual tension she does now. Or, at the very least, never had another human to interact with in this way. But why her mother? Why not a friend at a sleep over? She had always been taught to behave herself, and she followed the rule of God and her parents always. Which is probably why Fay did nothing to protest the direction of her mother. Fay's undies dropped to the floor with her Mother's help. Fay's breast dropped down as Melody peeled her daughter's top off. Her mother gazed once more at her beautiful girl. There was something so sexy about her daughter's innocence that made her even more sexy.
"It should be like this," Melody's face became very sensual and serious brushing her daughter's hair back.
"When Dad's not around?" Fay snapped back almost without thinking.
"Believe me, all father's want to be proud of their daughters. Including their bodies. Your father knows how grown up and mature his daughter's body has become. You and your sister are such gorgeous girls," Melody as her fingers trailed around her daughter's body.
