We had fallen asleep. The noise of the trash truck on the street woke us and we lay for a while with arms and legs entangled. We both knew we had to get going but neither of us wanted to make the first move. Finally I knew we couldn't spend the day in bed so I kissed Janie and grudgingly headed for the shower. After a few minutes the shower curtain parted and Janie stepped in. This was not a sexual shower but it was erotic. We washed each other paying close attention to ass, pussy, butts, tits, cock, and balls. We finished the shower and got dressed for the day ahead. Me in a suite that I knew Janie liked and her in whatever was handy it seemed. I was a little disappointed when I saw the long shirt down well below her knees.
We hurried to the car and seemed to giggle at everything. I would take her to school today and promised to pick her up at four. That meant that I would have to leave work early but at this time I was willing to agree to anything. On the way to her school she turned to me and lifted her left leg and put her foot in the seat. Her skirt was pulled back and I had a perfect view of her pussy. My disappointment vanished when I realized she was not wearing panties. As we drove she moved her hand to her pussy lips and parted them and slid a finger inside. She slowly fingered herself as we talked of absolutely idiotic things as if nothing was unusual. I dropped her off with a fatherly kiss and as I leaned over for the kiss I let my fingers slide in for a quick feel of her wet cunt. I noticed a wet spot on the back of her skirt as she walked away.
The day seemed to drag on endlessly. I told my secretary early in the day that I would be leaving early and to keep the afternoon schedule light if possible. I left a little before four to pick her up. As I arrived at our prearranged spot my heart and cock both jumped at the sight of her. A very pretty girl, my daughter, and now my love waited for me. When we got home Ellen was already there as she gets home early on the days she goes in early. She had taken a nap and was in good spirit. The subject of dinner came up and it was decided that dinner out was a good idea. We busied ourselves around the house for a while and then left for dinner at about seven-thirty. Both ladies dressed nicely for the evening out. Dinner was Italian so we ordered a bottle of wine to go with it. During dinner I was distracted by Janie's foot constantly on my leg and her fingers gripping my cock each time she reached for the napkin in her lap. I was a good boy and kept my hands to myself. On the way home Ellen wanted to stop at the cleaners to pick up some clothes. When we stopped I looked over the seat and Janie had her dress up to her waste, legs spread, with her fingers again buried in her pussy. All I could do was look as her hips thrust back and forth into her hand by the lights from the street I could see her pussy lips pulled open. All too soon Ellen returned to the car with the clothes and hung them in the back.
At home we changed again. I showered again and wore boxers and my robe. Ellen also put on a robe and Janie came out wearing a short night shirt. I knew I was in trouble for I couldn't keep my eyes off her. We settled in, me in my favorite chair, Ellen sat on the sofa, and Janie lay on the floor. I picked up the paper to hide behind and take quick peeks if the opportunity came. Sure enough my first look found that Janie was not being careful with her nightshirt. The bottom hem had ridden up and was showing about a quarter of her butt cheeks but at least she did have panties on. Ellen didn't seem aware of the show. I heard a noise and peeked around the paper to see. Jane had managed to work the panties into her butt crack and the nightshirt had worked higher. Ellen was looking at the TV and had to see her daughter right in front of her but she continued it either ignore the situation or pretend she didn't see it.
I then realized that Ellen was now ignoring the TV and was watching Janie intently. Each move that Janie made resulted in the nightshirt climbing higher and higher and was now half way to her waste. As I watched Ellen a movement brought my attention back to Janie as she reached back to her panty and pulled it back and scratched her left butt cheek. As she scratched she pulled the panty higher and higher until it found its way into her butt crack. At this point Ellen noticed or pretended to notice and told Janie she was showing too much and needed to cover her rear end. With much relief on my side Janie gave Ellen the same story she gave me in the kitchen. That seemed to satisfy Ellen and we went back to what we were doing; Ellen watching TV, me reading the newspaper, and Janie doing whatever it was she was doing. I was mystified at her actions.
