As I walked into the kitchen, I stopped in my tracks, my heart rate increasing as I took in the erotic sight before me. My wife and the neighbor's daughter, both clad in lacy lingerie, were lounging at the table, their bare feet perched on adjacent chairs. They greeted me with sultry smiles, their breaths warm with anticipation.
"Good morning, dear," my wife purred, her eyes locked on mine. "Can you believe Mandy had never tried pancakes before?" She gestured towards the young girl, who giggled and blushed prettily.
I couldn't believe my luck as I pulled out a chair for myself, my eyes drinking in the luscious sight of their skimpy attire. "Well, I'm glad she's trying them now," I said, my voice husky with desire.
