Linda felt several things at once. A warm feeling shit through her as she shivered with excitement, her crotch grew damp, and she felt her face flush.
“Babe… I…” she stammered, feeling the heat radiating from her forehead.
“Oh Honey,” Zoe purred, “you’re looking a little hot under the collar there. Let me help you” she added with a wink as she reached up and loosened Linda’s tie. Linda felt her hands softly brush against her breasts, causing her nipples to harden and push against the thin fabric of the shirt she was wearing. Zoe’s lips curled into a wry smile as she slowly undid the first few buttons on Linda’s shirt, exposing her chest to the cool air.
“Ba…Zzzoe, stop” Linda gasped, fighting to push through the arousal she was feeling. The buzz from the champagne wasn’t helping any, and she could feel her heart racing with anticipation.
“Don’t fight it Honey” Zoe smiled sweetly, “I think we just need to go with the flow” she added as she got her feet. She turned her back to Linda and looked back at her over her shoulder.
“Would you mind unzipping me?” She asked. A lump formed in Linda’s throat, and her mind was at war with itself. Part of her knew this was her daughter, and they should stop right now, but the louder part of her was telling her that wasn’t the case anymore. For the moment, they were husband and wife, and this is what you should do on your honeymoon. Besides, Zoe looked so sexy in that dress…
