Ria watches with bated breath as you reach out to touch her through the fabric of her panties. Her body tenses expectantly, every nerve ending standing at attention as she waits for your fingers to make contact. The feel of your hand on her skin sends a shiver down her spine and she lets out a soft moan, unable to contain herself any longer.

Alicia's breath catches in her throat, her eyes locked on the intimate scene before her.

Ria arches her back, exposing more of herself to you as she moans louder. "That's it," Alicia whispers, her voice tight with desire. "You like that, don't you?" Her hand finds your cock again through your pants, stroking you roughly as she watches the two of you together.

Her touch only serves to heighten the tension between them, making their need for release almost unbearable.

With a sigh, Ria flops down onto the bed again, propping herself up on one elbow as she watches them with disdain. "Fine," she mutters, clearly not pleased about being dragged into whatever it is they're doing. But there's no taking her eyes off of you and Alicia now that she's seen how close they are.

Alicia smirks at her daughter's reluctant acquiescence before turning back to you, pressing your body flush against yours once more.

As their lips meet again in a hungry kiss, Alicia slides a hand down between your legs, cupping your growing erection through your pants. She moans softly into your mouth as she begins to stroke you in time with the rhythm of their tongues dancing together. Her free hand finds its way up to her breast, massaging her nipple roughly until it's hard and aching for release.

Alicia nods, her gaze lingering on your hand before meeting yours again. "You're welcome here anytime," she says softly. "I hope... I hope this doesn't change anything between us." There's a hint of vulnerability in her voice that catches you off guard.

The silence stretches between you, heavy with unspoken words and possibilities. Finally, Alicia breaks it by asking, "So, what do you think? Are you still interested in being part of our lives?"

Alicia's face flushes at your words, her heart racing with a mixture of hope and fear. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding. "I... I appreciate that," she says quietly. "And I want you to know that I will always do what's best for Ria, even if it means being cautious about who we let into our lives."

As she speaks, her gaze shifts between you and the sleeping figure of her daughter on the bed.

Ria rolls her eyes and grins up at you. "Don't be sorry," she says, running a hand through her tousled hair. "It was... actually kinda fun." She glances over at Alicia then, and there's an odd sort of triumph in her voice when she adds, "I bet it was even better than that thing with the bottle."

Alicia looks taken aback for a moment before managing a small laugh. "Yeah, probably," she admits reluctantly. "

"Well," you say with a satisfied grin, "I'm glad I could help." You sit back on your heels, watching the two of them as they recover from their shared experience. A part of you wonders what kind of impact this will have on their relationship in the long run, but for now, you're just enjoying the moment.

As the tension begins to fade and their breathing slows, Alicia glances over at Ria again. This time, there's a hint of pride mixed with her guilt and shame.

You look at Alicia expectantly, waiting for her lead. She takes another deep breath before stepping forward, wrapping an arm around her daughter's waist possessively. With the other hand, she guides Ria back toward the bed, sitting down on its edge once more.

"Come here," she says softly, patting the spot beside her. "I want to show you something." As Ria complies, Alicia leans in close, lowering her voice even further. "First things first,"

"You need to feel comfortable with your own body," Alicia explains, tracing a finger along the line of Ria's collarbone. "So let's start by getting you out of some clothes." She helps Ria shed her pajama top and bra, revealing perky breasts that are already beginning to harden in anticipation.

"Now," Alicia continues, running a finger over Ria's nipple teasingly, "this is what feels good when someone touches it."

"Oh hush, you," Alicia says to her daughter with an amused chuckle. She turns back to you, her cheeks still flushed. "Ria can be a bit of a brat sometimes, but she's really just a kid trying to navigate this crazy world."

Ria rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath about how you don't even know her mom yet. She glances at Alicia with an expression that clearly says 'you should have taught me some manners'.

Alicia's eyes widen at your words, a mix of shock and arousal flashing across her face as she quickly downs the rest of her wine. Ria looks up from her toy, intrigued by the sudden tension in the room. "Uh, well...I'm sure we could all learn something from each other," Alicia manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper. Ria tilts her head curiously, sensing the shift in atmosphere.*