“Baby, we should talk,” I said while taking her hand.
John, Cassie, and I grabbed some drinks from the bar before finding a table in the corner of the room.
I knew Cassie was a sexual creature. Sex was always something we were very open about in our house. John and I never hid our sex life from her, thinking it was important for her to understand that we were actual adults and not just her parents. Was this our fault? Did we somehow unexpectedly seduce her?
“Cassie, what are you doing here?” John asked again.
“Like Mom saw, Stan, Carol, and I have been roleplaying together here and there. I met them here a few months ago, and we thought it would be fun to role-play in public while people watched. I didn’t expect the two of you to be here, but once I saw Mom, I was more turned on than I have ever been before,” Cassie explained.
I took Cassie’s hand in mine as I calmly tried talking some sense into her, “baby, it is one thing to role-play, but what you just did, was….” I paused while trying to find the right words.
“Hot! It was hot, Mom, and I don’t regret it one bit,” Cassie interjected.
I swallowed as I listened to her words. John’s hand sat on my thigh, trying to brace me, but nothing could prepare me for this conversation. I had to admit to myself that watching Cassie fuck and then play with herself turned me on way more than it should have.
“Yes, I’ll admit it was hot,” I said.
“Jan!” John yelped, giving me a bit of a side-eye.
“What? I would be lying if I said otherwise, but just because it was arousing doesn’t mean it was okay,” I pushed back.
“How long have you been involved in swinging?” John asked, trying to move on from talking about how aroused we were watching her masturbate for us.
“About two years. Do you remember Amy, my sophomore-year roommate? Well, we had been lovers for a few months and wanted to try something new. We found a swingers party near campus and before we knew it we became regulars in the scene. As you could imagine, two hot bisexual college girls were a big hit with everyone,” Cassie explained.
As Cassie talked, I couldn’t help but picture her with her old roommate. Amy was a petite brunette, who was in incredible shape. I always had a feeling that something happened between them, but I had no idea that they were part of the lifestyle.
“I like your bodystocking,” Cassie seductively said while licking her lips.
My daughter was flirting with me, her mother! I felt her foot rub my leg, moving closer to my crotch. I didn’t want to bat it away, but I worried John would notice what was happening. I didn’t know what to do.
The longer this went on, the more turned on I got.
“Um, so do you come here often? We have never seen you here before,” I asked, trying to distract myself from the throbbing in my pussy.
I couldn’t believe my daughter was actively trying to seduce me. It was one thing to role-play, but this was real. Cassie was acting like a person possessed. Yes, she was sexually open. We raised her to be sex-positive and that it was okay to experiment if she felt comfortable, but that was supposed to be with other people, not with John and me.