Risk is the goal

Rose glanced between her parents, wondering how to pull this off pun unintended, she could excuse herself but...that'd be the easy option, there had to be something better...

"So uh, mom, you doubting dad's experiment?" Rose asks, biting her lip ever so lightly, if she knew her parents then that'd be decent enough bait for the both of them, it wouldn't cause an argument, more like...a competition of friendly jabs, well, it should at least.

Daisy just rolled her eyes "I'm not doubting, I just think your father thinks he's some kind of artist with food..." She grinned, looking over to dad

"Oof, now that is harsh, if I recall correctly you said you married me because I was a good cook! Oh how the turns have tabled!" He shot back, not turning from his cooking, but Rose could see the chuckle from all the way where she was sitting. The girl glanced over at her mother, who had turned in her seat to better face her father, readying up for another blow.

With the pair seemingly distracted, Rose made her move. She slowly thumbed the waistband of her pants, slowly pushing them down, lifting her butt to slip them past...down to her thighs- "Well Rose, what do you think?"

She looked up, seeing her mother looking back at her, she'd missed the question "Uhhh, I..." Looking back down at herself she had her pants half way down, pussy exposed to the room...but thankfully shielded by the table from mother's gaze "...I don't really have an opinion, I guess..." She said with a **** smile.

"Well it seems our daughter is undecided..." Daisy continues, turning to face dad again, allowing Rose to use her legs to work her pants free, stepping out of them and leaving them in a heap at her feet. Letting out a quiet sigh, Rose pulled her robe tighter, to make her bottomlessness not as obvious.

Glancing between the two nervously, Rose waits a second to let the dust settle, as she blushed at the very slight breeze between her legs, she'd just taken off her pants, with her parents in the room...and got away with it.

After a moment Rose realised she needed to seal the deal, the conversation was getting more in depth, her parents getting focused as they toy with eachother...but if she waited too long dad would come through with the breakfast. So, she began the most daring part, loosening her robe, letting it slip from her shoulders and fall to her sides, revealing an old trendy shirt she uses as sleepwear. This was the moment of truth, she had to do this very quickly.

Grabbing the hem of her shirt, she pulled up as fast as she could, freeing her ample breasts and leaving her chest exposed, pulling the shirt away she was thankful they had not seen her very blatent strip, and got to pulling the robe back up, onto her shoulders, tightening...just as dad turned around, walking into the dining area with three plates of eggs and various peppers and meats cooked into them.

Biting her lip, Rose could feel her heart thumping in her chest, she'd just done that, now she just had to act cool, with her clothes just sitting under the table, only clad in a thin robe that might not hide enough...she was very nervous, to say the least...