Esther
Two bites in and I'm ready to go. Daddy spread my legs wide when Mom was ordering breakfast.
At first I was worried someone might see. Then the cool morning air tickled the wet skin between my legs and sent a shiver of excitement through me.
Daddy looked down at my spread thighs and licked his lips. In that moment, I was desperate to climb into his lap, to wrap my arms around him and rub myself against him until we both shiver with delight
I shovel a few more bites into my mouth and try not to look at Daddy. I keep waiting for Mom to notice that I can't keep my eyes off of him. And Daddy is constantly touching me, though usually out of Mom's line of sight.
"You're done already?" Mom asks.
"I guess I'm not that hungry," I say when I realize that I was starining out at the ocean thinking about all the things I hope Daddy will do to my once we're alone.
"Why don't you take it to go?" Daddy asks. "We can reheat it on the boat."
"That's a good idea," Mom says.
Still, we sit as Mom finishes her breakfast. She eats at a leisurely pace, talking a lot about Channel Islands National Park. I guess she and Daddy have been there a few times.
Biting my lip, I look over at Daddy. She'll probably want to talk about what we see. And here I am hoping we don't even set foot on the island. I'd much rather spend the next forty-eight hours in Daddy's bed.
Finally, Mom sighs and pushes her plate away. "Maybe I should just come with you," she says."It's Esther's first time seeing the Channel Islands."
Daddy stiffens beside me, but his voice is calm when he says, "If that's what you want. But no laptop. Are you ready to put work aside?"
Mom bites her lip as she looks between us. "I do need to finish a few things, but I feel guilty."
"We'd rather you get everything done so that you can actually relax." Daddy leans forward. "But next time, I'm leaving on the day we have planned. I'm not delaying and I'm not allowing a laptop on board."
Mom's shoulders deflate like a balloon losing air. "I get it," she says. "It's just that this case is really important and-”
"I get it" Daddy says. "But you say that about every case. If everything is important, then nothing is. Hopefully two days will be enough time for you to wrap things up."
Mom nods.
Does it make make me horrible that I sort of hope Mom doesn't get things done so I can spend more time alone with Daddy?
Then Daddy turns to me. "Are you ready to head out?"
I nod a little too vigorously. Embarrassed, I clear my throat and lean back in my chair, trying to appear like I’m not in a rush.
Mom doesn’t seem to notice because her phone buzzing against the table captures her attention. As she picks it up and unlocks it, Daddy waves the server over.
“Can we get a to go box with some extra syrup and whipped cream?” he asks.
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