Breakfast Making

You head downstairs, each step causing your thong to ride up your girly ass a little more, and enter the kitchen.

As usual,you make eggs and toast for your daughter to eat on the bus, and prepare the same with a warm glass of milk for your husband. While you were putting some dishes away, you feel your robe rising up and being placed between your bra strap to reveal your back and ass.

"Hmm, honey there seems to be a spot of milk on the floor. Could you clean it?" he asks, taking a seat right behind you by the counter.

"Oh yes! Cant have a mess," you giggle, bend over showing off your ass, and rub it off.

"Mommy the bus is here!" you hear Susie come running down the stairs. Unable to pull the back half of your clothes down, you turn and face her with a smile.

"alright then run along!" you give her the food and she runs off. "Have fun dearie!"

Your husband grins cheekily at you. "Mhmm.. I cant wait to have breakfast, honey."

"Oh, i know!" you say, loosing your bra.