If Brendan thought it was strange that his daughter was apparently helping his wife get ready for going out he didn't show it. He was busy getting himself dressed, having a quick shower and a shave.
30 minutes later "Angela" was dressed and was applying her makeup. 'So where are you actually going?' It was "Jessie" who asked this question of Brendan. His daughter had been more enthusiastic about the flowers he had bought home than Angela had been. Without asking she had fetched Angela's best vase, arranged the flowers in it and had just placed it in a prominent position on Angela's bedside table.
'Just a restaurant in town. We might be late home though. Don't wait up for us'
'Who's the client?' Brendan was surprised that Jessie was asking these questions of him, usually his daughter showed no interest whatsoever in his work.
'A developer, We've done a little work for him in the past but this could be game changer for us. We could potentially double the size of our business. I'm very optimistic. He would not have asked me to bring my wife if he was going to say no'
'Hmm' said "Jessie" 'Good luck then'
Brendan looked at his phone which had buzzed. 'Taxi's here. Let's go Ange'
"Jessie" gave "Angela" a hug. 'Enjoy you night Mum. You look great! Don't drink too much'
Angela then watched the now mature Jessie leave. That body did look good in that blue dress. It accentuated her shapely body. She had always thought her bum was a bit fat but looking with someone else's eyes that butt was very attractive. Could she say sexy?