She grabbed the mug with two hands smiling through heavy eyelids. She pursed her lips and blew across the surface. “Thanks,” she said and took a loud sip. “Oh my God that’s amazing… How’d you sleep?”
I took a seat at the counter of the island in our kitchen. “I was out like a light. I don’t even remember getting in the room.”
She laughed and sat down opposite me. “I’m not surprised; you were a pain in the ass to get up there anyway.”
“So it was you.”
She nodded. “Yep. Both you and mom passed out in the backseat, all snuggled up like prom dates.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Prom dates, huh? Is that a thing?”
“It is now.”
“Well thanks for the help,” I said as I stretched my back. I could hear vertebrae crack. “You help Mom too?”
“Yes sir. She was easier but was much further gone than you.” She stretched her arms up, arching her back as well. Her breasts pressed hard against the tank top, threatening to rip their way out.
I diverted my gaze back to my mug. “You might want to close the door next time when you leave,” I said.
“Awe now, why would I do that?” she said, settling back down. “I wanted to make sure you had something nice to see when you woke up.”
I looked up to find her smirking. “First off, gross,” I said. “Second, there’s nothing to see that I didn’t see yesterday.”
Kelly squinted. “She didn’t go completely topless at the beach.”
“Well she was facedown when I walked by.” I said with one final sip of coffee.
She smiled broadly. “Ah ha! So you did look!”
“I never said I didn’t look, I’m just saying you should close the door!” I said as I rose from the counter. “What’s with you trying to get me to see mom naked anyway? It’s kind of weird.”
Kelly looked at her coffee, lost in the steam that curled from the dark roast. She shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, I myself love to look. You got to be honest, in the last couple days she’s looked fucking hot. Like, not just model hot, but naturally. It’s probably always been there, but maybe I’m just noticing it now. I don’t know what it is but maybe seeing her open up is kind of making me open up too.” She took a deep breath, eyes now focusing on me. “I mean remember? Right there at the end of the shoot, I mean holy shit it was crazy. She almost took off her panties in front of us both! It was so crazy! Not to mention getting to actually shave her down there.” She shook her head, her voice growing husky. “I never knew mom could be such a tease.”
I nodded, noting her nipples hardening. “Yeah, that caught me a little off guard too.”
She took a sip of her coffee, returning to the present. “And so,” she continued, “After last night, and seeing moms amazing tits up close, I kinda had another wild idea. I figured the least I could do was give you a chance to see them too. Kinda like a ‘Thank you’ of sorts.” She smiled up at me.
I tilted my head. “So as a way to say thank you for yesterday, you were going to have me see somebody else’s tits?” I immediately knew the folly of my question the moment I asked.
She squinted, leaning back in her stool. “Are you saying you want me to show you my tits?” she asked. Shit.