Stephanie's house

After getting into her father’s car, she waved back to Mike as he stood on his porch. She continued brushing her hair as they pulled out of Mike’s driveway. Once her father had turned the corner he looked at her with a bit of disappointment.

“Something happen between you two last night?” Bart questioned.

“Daddy, stop it. I’m not kidding!” Stephanie grunted, not picking up on her father’s seriousness.

“Neither am I. In thirty years of friendship, I’ve never seen you blow off Mike like that. It’s like you went into the shower and came out a different woman. So I ask again, did something happen last night?”

“No, Daddy. Nothing Happened. I’m just really not looking forward to going to work at my dead end job on a day that I was supposed to be off,” she answered without batting an eye. ”Did they hear me in the shower?” she nervously asked herself as her father pulled into their driveway.

“Hey Darling, you miss me while I was gone?” Bart shouted to his wife Michelle.

“Absolutely! Now just give the man running out the back door a few more minutes to pull up his pants and get away,” Michelle replied.

Bart and Michelle Taylor had been high school sweethearts and had gotten married right after they graduated. Michelle had gone to nursing school and became a maternity nurse while her husband joined the local police department. The pair had Stephanie not long after she had gotten a job at the local hospital where she still worked. Even after thirty-plus years of marriage, Bart was still very much in love with his wife. And who could blame him? Not only was she madly in love with him as well, but she was still a drop-dead gorgeous woman. Despite being over fifty, Michelle still had a figure to die for. Her blonde hair showed only the slightest amount of gray and her skin had few if any wrinkles to it. One could easily see where her daughter got her looks from. It wasn’t uncommon for men half her age to give her a once-over when she walked by. Bart of course, would tease his wife for putting on a show for the young men.

“Hi Mom!” Stephanie said as she walked past the woman who had given birth to her.

“Hi Baby! How’s Mike feeling?” Michelle asked.

“He’s fine. He was a bit **** to wake up this morning and had forgotten that I was there, but he’s okay. I gotta go get changed for work,” Steph replied as she went up the stairs to her own bedroom.

“Surprised you don’t need another shower with how hard Mike said you rocked his world last night!” Bart shouted to his daughter.

“DADDY! SHUT UP!” Stephanie screamed and slammed her door.

“HAHAHA!” Bart laughed.

“Idiot!” Michelle rolled her eyes at her husband.

“What? I can’t tease the Hell out of my daughter?”

“Yes, you can but not about that boy!” Michelle chuckled as her husband took her in his arms and kissed her.

“So how’s my favorite cougar doing this morning?” Bart asked his beautiful wife as the sound of Stephanie’s footsteps on the stairs filled the living room.

“She’s just waiting for her daughter to go to work so she can rock her husband’s world again!” Michelle replied as her husband groped her ass.

“EWW! Could you guys at least wait until I leave before you tear each other’s clothes off?” Stephanie rolled her eyes.

“Nope! Better hurry up and leave before the show you don’t want to see starts!” Bart laughed.

With that, Stephanie grabbed her purse and her phone and headed out the door. While she started her car, Bart and Michelle staggered to their bedroom, leaving their shirts and Michelle’s bra on the floor in the hall.