Dinner and "Dessert"

June:

Just great, I thought to myself. We had not even worked things out before he had approached us.

I turned and looked at both of them, my eyes telling them to play along.

'Sure,' I stood up, and flashed a seductive smile; he was pretty handsome.

'I'm Mrs Lindsay by the way, you can call me June. This is Rachelle, my daughter and Kevin, her boyfriend,' I introduced the other two. I played all the cards on the table, if he didn't like it it was his loss.

'Nice to meet you, Charles.'

[Edited by mfucker on 12-25-2000 at 05:15 PM]
 
He had the most incredible eyes. They pierced right through me, as if they could see into my soul. I shrank back against Kevin, my playfulness gone for the moment. He was so intense and sexy, it frightened me a bit.
Kevin sensed my feelings, and his arm snaked around me, pulling me close.
 
Kevin

With my left arm wrapped tightly around Rach's shoulder, I held my right hand out to the man. We shook hands firmly.

"Hey. I'm Kevin. Nice to meet you Charles." I said, as casually as I could, a slight smile formed upon my face.

As we released hands from the firm handshake, I could feel Rach snuggle up close against me as if she was somewhat intimidated by the man. I rubbed her arm softly, tilting my head to catch the look on her face. Her gaze was glued to Charles, the expression on her face neither a smile nor a frown. Under the table, I nudged her leg, snapping her out of her trance.
 
I felt Kevin squeeze my thigh and it snapped me out of my trance. I had been staring. I blushed, knowing this man had seen my reaction to him. I reached for Kevin's hand and held it tight, smiling shyly at the stranger.
 
shall we stay here or go somewhere else?

June, the older lady is absolutely gorgeous. She doesn't look her age. Up close, she really looked like Rachelle's older sister. Now, Rachelle, she is a gem. Has that sweet and innocent look in her eyes but I can feel she is not that innocent. Not when you have a young man like Kevin as your boyfriend. He reminds me of myself when I was at his age. Always wanting to slip my hand under a girl's pants. I still do.

I shook June's hand and then Kevin's. Rachelle was just staring at me in a fix. I put my hand towards her and offer her my hand.

"Rachelle, may I compliment you on your beauty. Mrs Lindsey, I must say, when I frist saw you, I thought the two of you were sisters. I never expected a mother and a daughter."

Rachelle was still staring at me while taking my hand. "I hope I am not barging into your plans but I will be most grateful if you would be my guest as I am new in town and would like to celebrate."
 
Kevin - Staying... for now.

Smooth. I thought to myself as Charles complimented to Mrs. Lindsay on her youthful looks. Bit old fashioned. But smooth. Better keep an eye on Rach. After introductions we all settled on a glass each of the vintage white provided by Charles. All through this time, I had my fingers laced through Rach's, running the tip of my thumb over the silky soft skin of the back of her palm.

"So, Charles, what's with the celebrations?" I asked in an attempt to start some sort of conversation.

At the same time, Rach squeezed by hand softly. I turned to see her still gazing, but this time beyond Charles. A spanish lady was standing, with a microphone in her hand, on the small stage before the dance floor, accompanied by a four piece band in the background.
 
I felt like an awkward fool, and I know it showed. Somehow I was barely able to respond as he shook out hands, and complimented us. He sat and seemed settled in, as I noticed the band setting up. I loved to dance, and hoped Kevin would take me out on the floor, away from this strange man and the way he could hold my attention without a word. Kevin's fingers traced along my palm, and up my wrist, sending shivers straight through me. I sighed as my nipples hardened. Just the slightest touch and he got to me. Then I noticed the man, Charles, watching me, with a sly smile on his face. I blushed and ducked my head, wanting to hide from his eyes.
 
we gonna hit the dance floor

Well, I closed a pretty big business deal today and would be most grateful if you all would let me treat you beautiful people to a treat and hopefully one you will never forget. I noticed that Rachelle was quite keen with the four piece band so I gather she would love to dance.

"May I have the pleasure of dancing with you my lovely young lady?" I asked as I held my hand out to Rachelle.
 
I wasn't sure what to say, or do. I had never felt so confused. I gripped Kevin's hand harder, wanting him to rescue me. But I saw my Mother's look. Her, "stand on your own" look. I swallowed and took his hand, letting him lead me to the floor. I saw the jealousy flare in Kevin's eyes, and suddenly I felt sure of myself. Jealous? I was my own girl. We stepped to the floor, though I tried to be calm, my heart was racing.
 
Kevin

Beaten to the punch. I watched gingerly as Rachelle waltzed off towards the dance floor with her new found friend. Well, at least I can say that my girlfriend is in demand. I half-heartedly thought to myself. I took another sip from the wine, and swished the golden liquid around my palette, watching defeatedly as the band began to play. Swallowing hard, I replaced the glass on the table, and turned to face Mrs. Lindsay, who had a rather wry smile on her face.

"Wellll... looks like Rachelle don't need me anymore." I smirked...
 
June:

'That would leave the two of us, again,' I smiled wryly, recalling the earlier incident in the car.

'Want to dance?' I said, somehow the awkwardness of asking a man to dance with me not getting to me at all; after all I was old enough to be his mum.
 
Kevin

"Want to dance?"

Yeah, Rachelle would LOVE that. I thought to myself and tore my gaze away from Rach and Charles. Turning to face Mrs. Lindsay once more, I offered my hand and smiled.

"It would be my pleasure."
 
His arms wrapped around me, politely, but I felt a tingle as his fingertips brushed by cheek. His eyes locked mine, and I could not look away. The latin beat was slow and sensuous as they warmed up their instruments. We started that ancient sway and moved as if we had been here before. I bit my lip and lowered my head, afraid again. Frightened of the feelings welling through me. The desire and passion I saw in his eyes, and felt in my soul. Mom and Kevin crossed our path, smiling and laughing. Silently, for I couldn't speak, we continued.
 
It takes two to tango

Rachelle is a very good dancer. The way she moves her body can really make a man feel week at the knees but she made me felt a rising between my legs. The way she dances, she had her thigh locked between my legs, brushing my hard on from time to time. This girl really know how to tease.

"Rachelle, may I say that you are a very beautiful young lady." I whispered into her ears as I started to dance close to her body, feeling her nipples hardening under the thin fabric she is wearing.

"And you are a very good dancer, Charles." Rachelle said blushingly. My compliments are certainly having an effect on her. Compliments always work on a girl. And Rachelle certainly deserves her compliments.

"And I am good at many other things too, Rachelle dear. Tell me, you don't get jealous about your boyfriend and your mom being so close?" I asked her out of a sudden. This took her by a bit of a surprise.

"I trust Kevin. He is faithful to me and mom." The way Rachelle emphasied mom, I knew that Kevin is one lucky lad. Having it off with both mom and the daughter.

"So you like to watch too, Rachelle?" I asked her as I put my hands on her bum cheeks and gave her a nice gentle squeeze.
 
His words and gestures excited me, as did the occasional brush against him. I felt him growing harder, and knew it was me causing it. Me? I wondered at that. I wasn't beautiful or built like my Mom, or like any of the starlets on tv, yet, here I was dancing and arousing this man. He spoke again.
"So you like to watch too, Rachelle?" I blushed. He had guessed our secret, so quickly. I shook my head and tried to pull away, but his arms held me firmly to him. I didn't want a scene, so stayed, but quietly answered.
"Please let me go. I don't know." But his eyes locked mine.
"yes you do. I see it in your eyes. You know what you do to men, to me. There isn't anything wrong with it, you mustn't be frightened of it. There is much pleasure to be had, with a woman of your nature." He pulled me closer, his hands running down my back to my ass, cupping them and pulling me against him. I laid my head on his shoulder, trembling, yet so aroused I wanted to cum right there.
 
Even given our history and the sensual Latin music, the dance between Mrs. Lindsay and I was nothing more than just simple, innocent fun. It felt very much like the times before last night, when she was just Rachelle's mum to me. We laughed and I swung her around in my arms, essentially just enjoying each other's company. Things with Mrs. Lindsay was different without Rachelle close.

As I twirled Mrs. Lindsay around, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Rachelle resting her head on Charles' shoulder, his hands cupping her ass, their hips flush up against each other. I instantenously recognized the look on Rachelle's face. She was terribly aroused, and I hated the idea of it. And yet I myself was aroused by the thought - and even detested more the idea that I felt that way.

"Kevin?" questioned Mrs. Lindsay, noticing my slight lapse of concentration.

I turned and smiled at her, a vain attempt to hide my feelings.

"Oops. Sorry. I was just...off in la la land." I laughed, sticking out my tongue playfully. "Could you excuse me for a sec? I need to ... visit the little boy's room."

And with that, I walked Mrs. Lindsay back to the table, and headed towards the men's room for some much needed cold water.
 
the seduction begins

It has been quite a while since I have been with such a young n innocent looking girl, the last teen girl I fucked was a college leaver who came looking for a summer job and ended up losing her virginity to me.

Rachelle was starting to blush and I noticed that Kevin and June had left the dancing to us. I can really feel Rachelle's heart beating faster and her breathing heavier. Well, Rachelle is no virgin but she sure is going to be fun.

"Tell Rachelle, did you have sex just before dinner?"

That sort of put her off balance a bit. "What makes you think that, Charles?"

"I can smell you love juice, Rachelle. You smell of sex. Can you feel the effect you are having on me?"

"Well, Charles, you can't expect me not to feel that thing of yours sticking out like this, can you?" Rachelle said as she teasingly pressure her thigh against my growing member.
 
His boldness, and mine shocked me. The song ended and I practically rushed back to the table, wishing Kevin would come back. My feelings and desires were racing, along with my heart.
 
Kevin

The refreshingly cold water dripped down from my cheek. I stared at my own reflection in the restroom mirror. No real reason to get upset about Rachelle getting it on with another man if that's what she wants right? I told myself, half-believing in the lie. But then I trusted Rachelle, just like she trusted me with Mrs. Lindsay. I bit down on my own lip hard and dried my hands - if anything I should at least give her the benefit of the doubt. I practice in brief my "nothing is wrong" face in the mirror, deciding that they must be missing me by now.

I returned to find the three of them sitting there, Charles and Mrs. Lindsay engaged in casual conversation, with Rachelle completely silent, completely flushed, still obviously flustered by her foray previously.
 
Kevin slipped next to me when he returned, and I latched onto his hand. Instantly I felt better, stronger, and safe. I loved him more then I had realized. Charles kept looking at me, knowing how aroused I was. Knowing I was confused, and, I think, enjoying it. My Mother glowed under his compliments and sweet words. You could tell he meant them, was sincere about it. Silence settled for a moment.
"May I have some dessert now?" The words were mine, but as soon as I said them, I realized they seem to mean two different things. To cover my embarassment I stammered on. "The cheesecake and strawberries sounds yummy. Please Mom, I will exercise double." I turned my smile to Kevin, adding a slow wink, and a squeeze to his thigh. He was my warmth, my haven. With him here I could flirt and tease, and still be safe.
 
June:

Yes, Charles was an attractive man. But by the second I could feel myself attracted more and more to Kevin instead, the earlier episode in the car kept running in my head, the spot between my legs almost quivering. Plus I loved jealous men.

In fact, Charles himself seemed more interested in Rachelle, and I could see the effect he had on her already. The question now was, was she going all the way with this stranger, or would she leave me to take care of him, alone?
 
"You guys order our dessert. Mom, show me to the ladies room. Please." I hoped she would understand, I needed to talk to her. I was confused and frightened a little. Once again I was turning to her, for her help and advice.
 
Kevin

"... I will excercise double."

Rachelle would still be perfect after ten cheesecakes.

I found myself laughing on the inside, having picked up on Rachelle's obvious nervousness. I felt like just reaching out and tweaking her nose, telling her how cute and gorgeous she was. But given the circumstances, I refrained myself from doing so. It was neither the place nor the time to embarass Rach. I picked up the menu and scanned it for a dessert, with Rach's hand planted firmly on my thigh - momentarily banashing any insecurities I had.

"You guys order our dessert. Mom, show me to the ladies room. Please." she said. Girl talk time huh? I questioned her with my eyes.

"No worries. I think I might share that cheesecake with ya. What would you like Mrs. Lindsay? Charles and I can order."
 
June:

'Get me anything you like, anything strong,' I said, before peering over to Rachelle, as I got up from my seat, and headed for the restroom.
 
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