Janet immediately asserts her dominance

Sarah found her smaller frame made her signicantly weaker, so she struggled to haul Janet's bags up the stairs. She was panting by the time she finished and took a few minutes to catch her breath.

She went back down the stairs and stopped at the landing in surprise. Janet was stradding Tom on the oversized chair, kissing him while he fondled her breasts and ass. They both were making small moans and gasps of desire. At this point they were still fully dressed, but Sarah didn't think that would last much longer.

She wanted to say something but found herself speechless. She felt embarrassed and out of place, like she had walked in on her father and his girlfriend making out. At the same time she felt a growing arousal. After all, wasn't this what she wanted? To be **** to stand by while Tom slept with another woman. Before she could stop, her hand was down the front of her shorts, rubbing and massaging herself. Her breaths became short and rapid as she became more excited, and she let out an **** gasp of pleasure.

Janet stopped kissing Tom and turned her head toward the sound. "Sarah?" she said questioningly. She noted Sarah's flushed face and fast breathing, but seemed to discount Sarah's hand in her panties. "Do you feel alright? You don't look well. I shouldn't have asked you to carry all that. It's too much for a little thing like you," she said with simultaneous concern and disdain.

"N...no...I'm fine. Just out of breath," Sarah answered. She assumed Tom's wish made Janet not really register what she had been doing, but she slipped her hand back out to avoid any questions.

"Well then, you should go up and get ready for bed. I know it's not a school night but we have a lot to do tomorrow." She shifted her gaze back to Tom. "And your father and I have some celebrating to do!"

Tom reached up to playfully pinch Janet's breast at that. She gave a little laugh and batted his hand away.

Sarah gasped out "Tom!"

Janet turned back to Sarah. "Now Sarah, I know you and your father have a relaxed relationship. But I really don't think it's appropriate to call him by name, do you? Why don't you stick with Dad or Daddy, okay?" She worded it as a recommendation but her tone made the order clear. Sarah found herself immediately feeling chagrinned and ashamed that this woman had to point out her mistakes. "Yes, you're right, sorry..." she stuttered.

Janet looked as if waiting. "Goodnight Sarah."

Sarah hesitated just a moment, then said "Goodnight Janet and goodnight .... Dad." She then went back to her room, trying to understand her reaction to Janet. Janet seemed so authoritative - so mature and poised compared to her. Sarah felt that Janet was everything she wasn't - the woman she wanted to be when she grew up. 'When I grow up?!' she said to herself. 'Where did that come from?'