Chapter 29

She waved a hand at her daughter's unrevealing clothes. "How can you be Daddy's big-titted teenage tease like that?"

Michelle's face lit up like the Sun. "Good idea! No, GREAT idea!" Then she tried to pout, though it was tough do to while smiling so much. "But you mean 'one of Daddy's big-titted teenage teases.' Don't forget Ruby just 'cos she's gone home!"

Mindy couldn't have been more delighted. "My mistake. I stand corrected." Michelle stood up. "I'll be back!" She raced out of the room.

I looked at my wife disapprovingly. "Is this really the right thing to do? You seem way, way, WAY too excited about everything."

Mindy shrugged. "Hey, what can I say? I love making the girls this happy. Besides, I find it very arousing. Don't you? I mean, I'm not into women, but just seeing her acting sexy around you would excite anyone. Then you and I will have great sex. So what's the downside?"

I was uneasy. "It just seems… This doesn't fit into my ideas of what's right and wrong. At all!" "It's time you change those ideas. We live in a modern world where- Hey, look, here she comes!"

Sure enough, Michelle walked briskly back into the room. My heart pounded wildly as I saw what she wore. She came to a stop and proudly showed herself off.

Her black top was sleeveless and showed a bit of cleavage, but frankly it wasn't that different from the shirt she'd just been wearing. That surprised me. Her blue miniskirt on the other hand… It was so short that miniskirt didn't begin to describe it. It hung low on her waist to begin with, and then it didn't even hang down enough to cover all of her pussy! Luckily, she wore some white panties underneath, or I could have seen the pink of her lips when she was standing still!

Then she turned around. A look at her ass showed just how ridiculous her "miniskirt" was. It was so short in back that one could see a little bit of ass crack above it, and more ass crack and a whole lot of ass cheek below it! She must have been wearing a carefully positioned thong, because there was no sign of her panties from behind. I didn't understand how I couldn't see some thin strips above her miniskirt, at least.

I looked at my wife. Surely she couldn't approve of this! But Mindy was tickled pink. She said to her daughter, "You look HOT! But was that the best top you could come up with?"

Michelle looked like she was fit to burst. "I'm not done! Check it out! It has this zipper right down the middle of the front. See?" She bent forward slightly and started unzipping.

As I watched that zipper go down, my heart just about leapt out of my chest! I'd seen her naked so much lately that you'd think I'd be used to her body by now, but seeing her tremendous globes slowly burst free was a sight worth dying for!

The zipper kept on going down until her nipples were partially exposed. Her belly button even came into view! But she stopped with only about an inch left to unzip near the waist.

My erection was very, very stiff and needy! Heck, not just my cock but my entire body tingled! Michelle had showed her body off to me like this many times in recent months, but it was an entirely different thing with Mindy next to me and approving. It was totally electric!

Then Michelle sat back in her seat like this was any other night at our dining table. That put her ridiculously short blue miniskirt out of view, along with her panties. She asked with impish delight, "So, what should we talk about?"

Mindy suggested, "Something sexy between you and your father! I want to hear about what I miss out on when I'm at work."

An idea came to Michelle. "I know! Mom, you wanna hear about the last tickle attack I gave Daddy?"

Mindy smiled at that, and then turned to me. "Sure. Honey, what was so special about that tickle attack?"

I immediately blushed. When I'd confessed to the wild events of that fateful day, I'd started when Michelle and Ruby teamed up on me, so I hadn't mentioned anything about the tickle attack.

I can't hide much from my wife, and she immediately picked up on my reaction. "Aaaah, I see something here!" she said in a playful yet chiding I-caught-you-with-your-pants-down voice. "Spill the beans, mister."

I kept my eyes down, but I realized I didn't have to feel so bad about this. After all, I'd confessed to taking part in worse lately, and if anything, Mindy seemed to enjoy hearing about this kind of thing. I could even have a little fun with it. So I replied, "We had a little tickle match, is all."

Mindy grinned widely, obviously eager to hear more.

My confidence rose, and I went on the offensive. "As a matter of fact, you could call it more like a tickle assault. My daughter woke me up with a vicious ten-fingered assault. I have half a mind to press charges!"

That was all in good fun, and everyone laughed.

Michelle replied, "Please do. I like it when you press things against me. But if you charge me, charge me with sexual assault. Mom, I admit I do get a little crazy sometimes. I threw off all of his sheets and saw him in the buff. And I do mean buff!" She whistled appreciatively, but simultaneously looked a little guilty and bashful. It was a strange combination.

Mindy joked, "Buff? You know, if you want him to stay buffed up, there's one part of him that needs a lot of buffing. My hands get tired."

Mindy and Michelle laughed gaily. Then my daughter raised her hand. "Oooh! I volunteer to help out!" She turned to me and saluted. "Sir! Ensign Michelle reporting for Daddy buffing duties, sir!" She stared hungrily at where my groin was, even though a direct view of it was blocked by the table.

The two of them just laughed even more as they saw my face get redder and redder. Michelle often liked to joke around with the idea that I ran the house like a military camp, so she was big with sarcastically calling me 'sir' and saluting and the like, especially when I made her do something she didn't want to do.

Mindy looked to me and also saluted. "Sir! Captain Mindy also reporting for buffing duty, sir! Can we both buff you at once?"

As they laughed even more, Mindy dropped one of her hands onto my leg and made like her fingers were the legs of a spider, crawling across it. Not surprisingly, her hand headed for my crotch. But I was too disturbed by Michelle sitting right across from us to play around, so I pushed her hand away and probably blushed even more.

My wife looked at my face and said to Michelle, "Look. You have our altar boy here all blushing and embarrassed. Please do go on, daughter!" They laughed even more at that.

"Sure!" Michelle replied gaily. She zipped her front zipper up, covering up half her cleavage. That was a shame, but then she unzipped down again, and it was like I was seeing that chasm of cleavage for the first time all over again. I could even see some of her nipples.

She asked, "What should I talk about: the buffing or what happened that morning?" "Either! Both!" Mindy seemed to be having a ball.

I, on the other hand, was terribly aroused, but confused. Is this kind of teasing okay, or are we going too far already? There are so many things we should be talking about, but seem too taboo and awkward to discuss. The thing is, I'm just so turned on that it kind of makes any thinking or worrying moot!

Michelle enthused, "Mom, I don't understand how you can get up and go to work in the morning when you have to leave your bed containing this total Adonis! God, if I were in your shoes, I would never leave him there."

Mindy's eyes sparkled and she smiled with great glee. "Oh really? What would you do in my shoes, then?"

"Duh! I'd lay in bed all day with Mr. 'Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love' here. I think we could find ways to pass the time, if you know what I mean. I think probably a lot more buffing. And not just with my hands!" She licked her lips ostentatiously while staring at me with undisguised desire.

They both found that hilarious, and laughed for a bit.

Michelle added, "The only problem, Mom, is that he's so selfish! He covered up with his hands and wouldn't let me see his best bits!" With showing one's "best bits" obviously on her mind, she unzipped the front zipper all the way and let her top open wide. Her bare, round tits burst out dramatically!

I gasped, loudly.

Mindy turned to me again and looked at me chidingly. "Daniel. Really! Were you covering up your best bits? Haven't we talked about the importance of not keeping any secrets from our children?"

Michelle laughed. She leaned across the table and high-fived her mother. "Good one, Mom!"

I kind of smiled along, but it was beyond strange that we were talking and joking about such things. I didn't care much though, since Michelle's act of leaning kept her immense boobs swaying forward.