Chapter 1

"Mom, Dad," Jane Harte called excitedly as she ran in the front door. "Where are you," the young girl called excitedly as the front door slammed shut and she ran towards the kitchen?

Jane was dressed in her school uniform. Her plaid skirt was the regulation maximum of three inches above her knees. Her thin white blouse looked a little rumpled from some kind of activity but you could still see the pale cream of her bra through the material. And a nice bra it was at a generous B cup or maybe a C cup. The blonde 14 year old ninth graders slim waist made the breasts look larger than they were and also accented the flaring hips that filled the skirt that swished as she ran. She was a mouth watering beauty with blonde hair that reached the middle of her back.

Bursting into the kitchen Jane saw an older version of herself standing at the kitchen counter. Jill Harte was 32 years old and a more mature version of her daughter, but just as stunning in the looks department. Jill was only a couple inches taller than her daughters 5'4" and her thick blonde hair was just a little longer. Her full C cup or small D cup bra wasn't really needed. Her exercise program kept them as firm as her daughter's breasts. Jill's flat stomach was exposed by one of those blouses that seemed to hang from the breast tips to just below the tit and left the midriff exposed. Jill's blouse may have exposed a little more than most blouses of this type but, what the heck. It wasn't like she was going to wear it to church. The thin t-shirt material the blouse was made of molded itself to the thin material of the bra underneath and the prominent nipples. The tanned stomach disappeared into the form fitting jeans that hugged the mother's full hips.

"Guess what Mom," Jane said breathlessly. "I think I get to be on the cheerleading squad," she continued. "Some of the cheerleaders and football players helped me with a try out today."

Jill turned to her excited daughter and said, "Oh honey, I am so proud of you," as she caught the young girl to give her a hug.

Jane was still bouncing she was so excited which caused their breasts and nipples to rapidly rub against each other, and push the mothers loose hanging blouse up, and to cause the mothers nipples to get even harder, and to cause the daughters nipples to get even harder, and completely expose the mothers breasts through the translucent bra material as the blouse was pushed above her breasts.