"Nothing could be nicer," Janice said as she climbed into a tiny pair of black panties that barely covered her ass. "I'm glad to have my kids home again. My, how they've grown! Larry is so handsome, so masculine.

He reminds me of you, twenty years ago. Mmmm! If I were his girlfriend, I'd let him have his way with me every night."

"Oh, you would, would you? Well, just remember, you're not his girlfriend, you're his mother…but you're right, he has matured a great deal. And so has Terry. She's practically a grown woman now, with a body shapely enough to make any man drool."

"Well, I better not catch you drooling over her." Janice pulled on black stockings and snapped them to her garter. Then ran her hands up her long legs to smooth out any wrinkles.

"Who, me?" Dan asked, looking guilty. He was in the process of fastening his tie.

"Yes, you!" Janice snapped, looking back over her shoulder. "You and that girl have always been extremely close. As a child, she'd spend every moment possible at your side with her arms around your waist. Or sitting in your lap, wriggling her little ass, while you read to her."

Janice lifted the dryer to her damp hair. "Now, Janice, you know that all of that was perfectly innocent. Hell, she's my daughter."

"Your teenaged daughter with the body of a model. So don't encourage her." Janice climbed back into her party dress, a sheer white garment with a high hemline and a shockingly low neckline. She felt very sexy as she reached behind her for the zipper.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous." Dan sat down on the edge of the bed to tie his shoelaces. "Besides, I'm sure she's much too grown up now to behave like daddy's little girl."