Chapter 3

Monday meant me working from home. The girls slept in and around noon I went to check on them and they were not home. Instead I found lunch on the counter and a message saying they went to babysit the Taylor kids down the street for the afternoon.

That evening it was back to panties that showed a lot of skin. I’m not quite sure, but my mind drifted to my wife and I was not very cheerful after a while so I bid them an early goodnight. I medicated myself and dozed off quickly. At some point I was awoken by my daughter telling me to move over. I was too groggy to figure out what was going on. I shuffled into the middle of the bed and found Allison on the other side. Laying on my back they each snuggled against a side. My daughter whispered: “You looked like you needed a hug.” There are five love languages. One of them is touch. Jennifer used to love to snuggle and there are times now when my bed felt extra empty. I smiled at the closeness and dozed off again.

The next thing I knew my alarm was going off and I was spooning Allison. Both girls groaned and Madison hit snooze. Aware of the soft warm body I was pressed against, I was immediately hard as a rock. My arm was wrapped around her middle and she pulled me closer, arching her back and pressing herself against me. I didn’t panic, but I didn’t start moving one way or another.

The alarm went off again and Madison lightly hit me and told me to get up. She sat up and I extricated myself. As I was heading into the bathroom to grab a shower I looked back and Madison was spooning Allison. I grabbed some clothes and closed the adjoining door. They were in the same position when I came out so I left them sleeping and got my Tuesday started.

Around 10am a gentle knocking on my office door let me know they were up. I was between meetings so I whipped up some breakfast. Today they were going to sunbathe for an hour and then spend the afternoon babysitting again. This seemed like the plan for the week. The Taylor kids were easy most of the time and it was spending money.

Tuesday evening they surprised me by cooking dinner. It wasn’t anything complicated, but who says it should be. Madison came to me and said “I could tell you were missing mom. We’re here for you.” I told her I was feeling better today. She gave me a long hug and I realized she was without a bra again. I didn’t think she got too much sun this time. Then I noticed they were bottomless again. Maybe I was a little distracted. I turned in at a normal time, reading for a bit before turning off the lights. Shortly after I did I heard my bedroom door open and saw two silhouettes walk in. I was already on my back in the middle of the mattress. Perhaps I was subconsciously hoping for more snuggles. This time the girls switched sides. My drugs kicked in and I fell asleep with a smile on my face again.