Help Jenna with dinner prep.

You decide it's best for you to help Jenna with the prep. {if HelpRiley = 1}{if RileyDaddyFan = 1} That'll help you clear your head from that little encounter with Riley.{endif}Since she's already chopping the vegetables that will go into a salad later: cucumbers, lettuce, carrots, onions, celery, you decide to pull out a mixing bowl and the ingredients for a chicken marinade: olive oil, salt, pepper, paprika. {else}You head into the kitchen, where she's already standing at the island, chopping the vegetables that will go into a salad later: cucumbers, lettuce, carrots, onions, celery. You pull out a mixing bowl and the ingredients for a chicken marinade: olive oil, salt, pepper, paprika.{endif}
{if Jenna > 37} She looks up and smiles{else} She looks up at you{endif}{if JxJLater = 1}, but her face fades quickly into a worried expression. She probably can't get the revelation of her indiscretion out of her mind.{elseif JxJHotwife = 1}, but her face quickly fades into a thoughtful expression. Is she thinking on what happened earlier?{else}, expressionless. She's not pleased with you. {endif}
"Thank you, dear."
"No problem, Jen." you get to work on whipping up something for the chickens to sit in for a while, then you'll focus on butterflying the breast, and then making sure the grill is ready to go. It's a day for outdoor cooking.
A few minutes later, Karen comes bounding down the stairs. She's shed her jeans and blouse, replacing them with a white shawl over her bikini. {if KarenSFantasy = 1}It's a tantalizing display of creamy flesh. A bit of wobble here or there does nothing to detract from her mature, sexy body.{endif} Almost at the same time, from the hallway to the bedrooms on the main floor, Allison and Riley appear, in the tiniest bikinis. You almost goggle at how much skin both girls are showing. All three girls head towards the sliding door that leads onto the deck, clearly seeking the cool waters of the pool.
"Where's Jack?" Jenna asks her sister as they pass by.
"He's beat from driving. He's been up since 5:30 for a board meeting and then packing the car. So he's taking a little napper." She looks at the chickens as you slice them and place them in a zip bag for marinating. "Yum... can't wait. You joining us, Jenna? You're in such good shape, I can't stand it, but you should flaunt it by the pool with us!"
"Maybe later. Gotta get this ready or we won't have any dinner!" Jenna chuckles.