“Dinner was delicious! Thank you again Ms. Taylor” I said, beaming at my father’s lovely new wife. She blushed and shook her head. “I told you Quentin, you can call me Kim okay?” She stood up to begin clearing the plates and I let my eyes linger on her generous breasts and deliciously, thick frame. She was a sexy woman, and her sweet, young daughter inherited her looks.
My father cleared his throat and got up to help. “Yes, absolutely wonderful Kimmy. There’s nothing you can’t do” he said, placing a kiss on his young wife’s lips.
She smiled at the compliments. “Thank you boys, but Elsa helped me prepare most of it. She’s going to be a better cook than me soon,” Kim said, winking at her beautiful teen daughter.
I used this as an opportunity to turn my attention to the sexy, petite girl.
