My wife, Linda, and I had been married for thirty years. In that time, we raised two children. Our oldest had moved out of state leaving only our son Jim at home. He and his girlfriend, Monique, spent sometime living in our house before finally getting their own apartment.
As sometimes happens, things started going wrong for them. They became parents by presenting us with a lovely little bundle named Matty. Monique had to quit working and that left them short each month for rent money. We did what we could to help but it was beginning to become a strain on our own finances. Finally, their lease was up and we mutually decided they would move back in with us.
From the very beginning, Monique seemed distant and cold towards me. I don't think she really trusted me especially when it was just the two of us in the house. Eventually she began to warm up and even allow me to give her a friendly fatherly hug. When they moved back in with us, she started getting friendlier.
"Pop," Jim was saying to me one night. "Monique and I were talking the other night and she told me she really likes you."
"Could have fooled me," I replied.
"Yeah, I know but she really does like you. I guess the reason she's been so distant is because her father tried to do things."
"And because of that she's been afraid of older men?"
"More than once he touched her trying to get her to touch him. Well, she seems to have gotten over her fear because you treat her so nicely."
Matty was three months old by then and Monique was still nursing. She always went to their room when Matty was hungry but before long she was wearing clothes that didn't hide so much of her. I first began to notice when she was wearing a loose fitting blouse but didn't bother with the top two buttons. On several occasions when I was standing close, she would be on the floor with Matty and lean over. Naturally, her blouse billowed in the front and I got a good look inside. She would be wearing a bra but it was a half-cup style. Both breasts were well exposed and I enjoyed the sight of their fullness.
She was again on the floor one day changing Matty's diaper. I was getting a good look inside her blouse when she suddenly looked up at me.
"Ed, would you hand me the wipes?" she asked. I wasn't sure but she couldn't have helped notice where my eyes had been looking.
"Uh, sure. Here," I stuttered at being caught with my hand in the cookie jar.
She took the wipes, smiled and I saw her eyes stop moving down and looked at my crotch. Just seeing what little I could of her breasts and knowing they were filled with milk had caused my arousal to become evident by the bulge in the front of my pants.
"Thanks," she smiled without looking at my face. Finally, she lowered her eyes and set about changing the diaper.
My wife was getting ready for work one day while Jim and I sat watching TV. She had come in to ask a question and was walking away when Jim spoke.
"You know, Dad, Mom sure looks good."
"Oh?" I said. They had always been very close and there were times I had wondered just how close.
"It's kinda like when she gained all that weight then lost it. I've seen pictures of her when you two were younger but I think she looks better now than she did then."
"There certainly is more of her now than when we got married but she still turns my head."
I decided to leave it alone for now and just keep a closer eye on them. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't worried or anything. I guess it's just my kinky side showing thinking of just how close they really were.
In our backyard, we have a spa with heated water and jets. As was my habit on Friday nights, I would slip into my boxer shorts, walk out with a towel and relax in the hot jets of water. I had just gotten comfortable sipping my ever-present can of Bud when Monique walked out. She was wearing a robe and carrying a towel.
"Oh," she exclaimed, "I didn't know you were home. I was going spent a little time relaxing while Matty was sleeping."
I thought about what she said and just nodded my head. There was no way she couldn't have known I was home and certainly, she would know I was in the tub.
"Well, it's big enough for more than two you know. I don't mind some company if you want to join me."
"All I have on is my underwear," she said her face turning red.
"And all I have on is my boxers. You know me, Monique, I love being comfortable."
She glanced over her shoulder towards the backdoor while making up her mind. Finally, with a shrug of her shoulders she let her robe slip down and quickly climbed into the tub. It wasn't so quick I didn't get a good look at her wide hips covered by thin panties, long legs and the half-cup bra she wore. The water came up to her neck as she slumped down and sighed.
"It's the first time today Matty has been quiet long enough for me to relax," she sighed. I caught the sight of her chest expanding nearly exposing her bra-covered breasts.
"Babies sure can be a handful," I agreed. About that time, the timer for the jets cut the flow and the water began to become still. Beneath the surface, I could better see her chest. Her bra had become almost transparent allow me to easily see her surprisingly thick nipples.
"Am I embarrassing you?" she asked seeing where I was looking.
"Only if my looking bothers you," I quickly replied still looking at her covered breasts. Her bra was one of those nursing kind with the fold down front flaps.
"You know I would never have thought I could feel this comfortable with you or any man just a few months ago, don't you?" she asked.
"Jim told me what happened when you were younger. I can't say I blame you but I'm glad you feel you can trust me this much."
"It's gone much further than just trust," she said quietly. "Ed, would you mind if I called you Dad? I never liked my real dad but I like you a lot."
"That would please me more than you know."
"You like looking at me don't you," she said in a not questioning way.
"Rats caught peeking again. Yes, I do like looking. Does it bother you?"
"I wouldn't be here almost naked if I didn't. Besides you make it obvious that you like what you see."
My eyes dropped to look where she was looking. I had grown an erection and the stillness of the water allowed her to easily see it poking from the slit in my boxers.
"Should I put it away?" I asked.
"Only if you want," she said licking her lips. Her fingers reached up and unfastened the flaps of her nursing bra. She pulled them down exposing much of her breasts and her hard nipples. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she exclaimed, "but just seeing you like excites me."
I lifted my eyes catching the hint of movement from the still open backdoor. Jim was standing there smiling and holding a finger to his lips. He didn't want her to know he was there.
"I know I shouldn't say this but I'm enjoying the show. Are you sure you don't mind me looking?"
"As long as you keep it out for me to see I don't mind." She lifted one hand and began caressing a breast. Her fingers lightly rubbed her swollen nipple before they encircled her flesh. She began to gently squeeze and knead the full breast until thin streams of milk sprayed into the water.
I watched as she expressed her breast and as her other hand slipped between her partly open legs. Her fingers slipped inside the gusset of her panties and I could see she was slipping them up and down her slit. She slightly closed her eyes while still staring at me below the water. I lifted my butt and slid my boxers to my knees, gripped my erection and slowly began stroking. Monique slid her own panties down exposing her sex and show me her fingers going deeply inside. The water rippled slightly because of our moving hands making viewing difficult. I was the first to stop.
"Monique, I think we had better stop now before something more happens." I released my throbbing organ and pulled my boxers back around my waist. She gave a little pout but did the same. The lifting and closing of the flaps on her bra was slow and deliberate like she was teasing.
"I know you're right but I still enjoyed it." She smiled and stood only to quickly slip on her robe and disappear into the house.
That night I was relaxing in my den when Jim came to join me. It was common for us to sit together in the evenings and just talk.
"Quite a show today, Dad," he said with a huge smile.
"Uh, yeah, well it wasn't what you think. It wasn't planned, it just happened." Then I told him about how Monique had come out saying she didn't realize I was in the tub.
"I guess you know that was a bunch of bull."
"I know but she sounded very convincing."
"I told you she liked you, Dad, and now you know just how much. Not only does she like you but she feels happy and comfortable around you."
"Can't say much about liking but you couldn't get much more comfortable. How do you feel about what you saw?"
"It surprises me that I don't have a problem with it. I was a bit shocked at first, but when I saw how she looked at you I changed my mind. Dad, you've gotten further with her in just a few months than I did after almost a year."
"I didn't 'get' anywhere with her. It just happened and neither of us planned it."
"Maybe you didn't plan it but I'll bet she did."
"You know, you could be right," I said thinking back on the events of that afternoon.
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