<div class="floatleft">(https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2pH5SfaC70/XWUChtqFPEI/AAAAAAAAaQU/BjcSUAJshd8fVjYTLTUDSB2zmoMFQQySgCLcBGAs/s1600/18.%2BSydney%252C%2BAustralia.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Erin Sinclair<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Saturday October 10th<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Hungry, pleased, aroused.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mar, Celeste<br/><hr/><br/>The elegant redhead narrowed her eyes right back at her adorable little daughter, wrinkling her nose all playfully, exaggerating the motion to make it silly and sweet instead of any possible criticism or upset at being questioned. Celeste was adorable in her confusion, and beautiful always, the natural physical charm enhanced by her innocent and kind nature. Switching her attention back to her equally beloved wife, her partner, teammate, and home of many years, Erin sighed dramatically. "Such unfair accusation, just because the best treats always vanish around me doesn't mean that it's my fault. Maybe it's faeries, hmm? I have been in fairy circles and fairy mounds, you know. Never a good idea to upset the local fair folk."<br/><br/>Mommy smiled so happily at the older blonde, ultra pleased that she had picked up on what Celeste had done poorly, and helped fix the situation, stepping in where hints had failed. "Thank you, Daddy. You're right, of course. " Her eyes followed Mar's hand, watching her touch their girl. She was very eager to see much more intimate touches, desperately wanting Daddy and daughter to be tangled together, gorgeous blondes kissing each other... both her loves, devouring each other... But alas, she wasn't quite ready to suggest taking advantage of Celeste right there on the dining room table. Especially not before desert. Such a difficult dilemma, different desires warring in her belly. But above all, she could see the shine in her beloved Mar's eyes, and that was worth all the world and more. About the only thing that came close was Celeste, and Mar only 'won' in that comparison due to the time they had been together. Not that Erin believed time dictated love... love was love, and she loved both women.  "You know me so well, wifey love." Erin was a nerd, and unashamedly so.<br/><br/>As utterly amazing as the dinner was, her fingers lightly stroking over Celeste's shoulder, as much Erin wanted this moment to never end, they did have other things on the schedule tonight. Giving her daughter a gentle nudge, she smiled at the beautiful blonde. "Ok little love, please take my dishes into the kitchen and rinse them off. We can fill the dishwasher after dessert, which I'm sure Daddy would love to help you fix. " Yes, she wanted Celeste to help keep up her new household, getting used to simple chores and tasks... but Erin also wanted to watch that gorgeous little butt in that adorable dress, attached to someone she loved, and wanted to  nurture and dominate.