Stephanie's Illicit Affair

Zamdrist

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Stephanie's Illicit Affair (IC - Closed for Zamdrist & Tymeless)

Characters/Players
Stephanie - Tymeless
Anne - Zamdrist

Non-Player Characters
Rick - Anne's son, Stephanie's boyfriend.

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Premise: College age young woman is seduced into a lesbian affair by her boyfriend's mother.
Orientation: Lesbian
Tone/Flavor: Modern colloquialisms, forbidden sexual liaison
Setting: Modern
Notes: Please contact me via PM before posting so we can exchange ideas and get on the same page. Thanks. If you're interested in either role I would ask you pick out a likely photo for the character to use in your introductory post. We can also change up names if so preferred.

Introduction
The sensations were nearly beyond words to describe. Pleasure forced my eyes closed, yet I forced them open again, enraptured by the vision before me. What was happening to me was very likely wrong, at least in a moral sense. And that was more than half of the reason it was so damn pleasurable.

Between the mess of shiny black curls I spied her pink tongue, flickering, lashing and nurturing me. My hand rested atop her head as though I was guiding her motions, but she needed no guidance. The older woman coddled, and then teased me with her expert tongue. She brought me to the precipice of orgasm, only to bring me back just as slowly as she brought me there. A whimpering moan escaped my lips, the muscles in my legs quivered and my breath quickened.

"Oh fuck she's gonna make me cum!" I thought.

Her tongue still swirling in my wet mess, the woman looked up at me, a knowing smile in her bright, rounded eyes. This woman knew precisely what she was doing to me and the inevitable outcome. This wasn't my first time with a woman, but it was never like this. So intense, so incredibly good.

My name is Stephanie, my friends call me Steph. This is the story of how I ended up sleeping with my boyfriend's mother. I know, I'm going to hell. I just hope she comes with me.

24 hours earlier...
 
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Anne
The quiet droning buzz Anne was only barely conscience of, a noise that could at any random time and place tickle her labia at the most uncomfortable of times. But when the buzzing was accompanied with its delicious vibrations against her clitoris, it never failed to deliver a quick if exquisite orgasm. But that was hours ago now. She didn't know why she had felt the midday urge. Perhaps it was loneliness, maybe she was just horny, or perhaps it was nerves. After all, her son Rick was bringing over his girlfriend Stephanie for dinner. She was only briefly acquainted with the girl, having met her once only in passing and spoke to twice on the phone. She looked forward to getting to know the girl better.

Anne was a 37 year-old divorcée. She was a professional woman and afforded a generous enough salary to maintain a modest home to raise her son in. Now that Rick was in college and only around infrequently Anne had begun to spread her wings once again. She dated men, and to even her own surprise, acquired a taste for the fairer sex. If she were asked to label herself she imagined she'd be bisexual. She didn't give it a great deal of though or concern however. The handful of opportunities to sleep with a woman came few and far between, though she recalled each with fondness.

Anne bent over to check on the lasagna baking in the oven. Her petite and firm figure still caught the eye of men far too young. Silky blond hair slid down just past her shoulders. The halter dress she wore, patterned tastefully with flowers, was cut just low enough to display her firm proportional cleavage. Pretty brown eyes narrowed as she inspected the lasagna. Her timing seemed impeccable as it was nearly done. That was if she could trust two college kids to show up on time. Wearing basic black flats she tapped her toe impatiently, awaiting their arrival.
 
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Stephanie was nervous as she got ready for dinner tonight waiting on her boyfriend to come and pick her up. Rick had assured her everything would be alright after all she had already met his mother, even if it was ever so briefly. It still didn't help matters though. She knew that with men it almost always came down to the approval of the mother whether there would be a long lasting relationship or not.

She had been going out with Rick for a few months now. His kind demeanor and his tall toned body had attracted her to him. She was beginning to harbor those feelings that maybe this could lead to something more. So being able to impress his mother was of uptmost importance to her. Her outfit was planned to impress but not come across as she was trying to hard. She even had her underwear planned because if everything went right Rick was getting lucky again tonight she had decided.

She had a pair of silk black thong bikini panties that she was beginning to slide up her legs. Once that was completed she put on a silky lacy black bra that accentuated and carassed her breast. She then pulled on the pair of black dress pants that clung to her body almost like a second skin and the black top that hugged her every contour. After about 30 minutes spent getting her hair and make up just right she deemed herself ready to go.

Rick pulled up soon after that. She grabbed her purse and was out the door the butterflies creeping back up in her stomach. "Hey Honey. I hope this outfit isn't to much for tonight." She said smiling at him as she got into his car.
 
Anne snatched up her cell from the kitchen island with the intent of call her beloved son. No sooner had she about to ring him, she spied his car pulling into the driveway past the curtains. She watched her son, and Stephanie walk up the drive to the house.

Anne grinned. Women dress more for other woman than men really, so it wasn't surprising the girl was wearing a sleek, sexy, if tasteful outfit. The snug black pants flattered the girl's curves and slim figure very nicely. Her top was no less well fitting, showing off her firm youthful and curvy breasts.

"Good boy, " Anne muttered to herself.

She was pleased Rick found himself a good looking gal. Whether or not she was more than just arm candy, remained to be seen. She herself was pleased she had decided to don the sexy pair of flirtatious panties she did. Why it was important she felt confident in the young woman's presence though confused her. She was her son's daughter after all, not a prospective lover. Right?

Anne met the couple at the front door, opening it just as the approached.

"Well hello you two! About time. Dinner is ready, " Anne greeted.

Anne approached Stephanie and drew her into a warm if tactful hug.

"Don't you smell wonderful Steph. Love the top, you'll have to tell me where you got it."

It was a small, brief pleasure, drawing in the attractive girl in her arms. Anne was nearly as slim and petite as Stephanie, and just an inch or two taller.

"Come in, please. Rick, be a dear please pour us girls some drinks will you?"

Anne winked playfully at Stephanie. Nothing wrong with a little liquor to ease any nerves.
 
The ride to Rick's mother was longer than Stephanie had expected but they soon arrived with little or no small talk it was as if Rick was a bit nervous himself, which was something she had never seen from him before. She smiled sweetly at him and held his hand as they approached the front door. His mother quickly greeted them at the door and Stephanie quickly was embraced by his mother. Stephanie couldn't believe how she had embraced her, this wasn't the embrace of a mother trying to size up the girlfriend of his son it was almost like she was on the prowl herself. Stephanie quickly returned the hug and then shrugged it off. She must just be reading to much into things.

Ann had told Rick to bring them drinks to start the evening off and Rick was off in the other room. Stephanie was sure Rick would bring her her normal cosmo and waited patiently as she noticed that his mother had shot her a wink. Stephanie wasn't sure how to react to his mother but quickly decided to just act like nothing was out of the ordinary. Stephanie figured that his mother was just testing her "This room is really pretty, I just love the furniture it really sets off this room perfectly."
 
Anne didn't let the opportunity slip past her, as the pert, young Stephanie followed Rick inside. That was, the opportunity to get an eyeful of the college student's ass, a particularly firm and alluring one it deemed to be. Anne only just stopped short of fully undressing the girl with her eyes. It wouldn't do to seem like some sort of oversexed, eager cougar, after all. And well, she was her son's girlfriend too. Anne tried to shake the mental imagery from her mind, with only small success.

"Thank you dear, I'm glad you like my place. Rick of course grew up here, and the place has grown on me over the years. I just may pay it off and stay I think."

Rick returned, dutifully with two glasses of red wine in long stemmed glasses for the ladies and a beer for himself.

"Well dinner is ready, and we shouldn't let it sit any longer, please, sit down in the kitchen and I'll get the lasagna out of the oven."

The trio were soon seated comfortably and casually in the kitchen dinning table, with Anne serving up her famed lasagna, a recipe of her own design. The talk was light and conversational. Rick was largely quite, digging into his meal and grunting in affirmation when it seemed appropriate. Anne and Stephanie however seemed to have a fair amount in common, or at least as much as a college age young woman and a thirty-seven year-old mother could at least.
 
Stephanie quickly recovered and waited for Rick to bring back the drinks at first she was disappointed that Rick had brought her wine because she had never tried it before but decided to give it a go. Rick bent in and kissed her though after handing her the glass. Stephanie blushed a bright crimson as she returned the kiss. She couldn't believe he was being this affectionate here in front of his mom. If he kept this up he was going to be getting very lucky tonight because she could already feel herself getting moist just from the passion of his kiss.

After he had pulled away from her she sighed a contented sigh before taking the red liquid and putting it to her dark colored lips feeling the liquid pass over the waxy substance that coated them as she felt the wine cross her tastebuds she decided it was something they could get used to. Stephanie waited for a cue from either Rick or his mother on where to take the conversation. She didn't want to appear to be trying to hard to impress his mother which was the most important person in his life.

After some small talk where they learned they had quite a lot in common like both caring about Rick. They both liked fashion and had a nack for interior design and oddly enough they both liked baseball. They continued the conversation and began to eat. "This Lasagna is delicious you'll have to give me the recipe sometime."
 
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At what point over the dinner and conversation Anne decided she would, at least, attempt to seduce Stephanie, she didn't recall. Perhaps it was the way her eyes lit up during the exchange, perhaps it was that lovely scent coming from her she couldn't quite place. But though she might loathe to admit to herself, it was likely as much Anne was simply a lecherous cougar with a taste for nubile college girls.

As it were, Anne recalled that Rick worked second shift at the local plant just outside town. She said nothing however, even though it was clear he'd have only minutes to show up for his shift on time. A sly grin crept across Anne's face. Rick would have to race off to work, leaving herself and Stephanie alone.

Better to plant the seed sooner rather than later, and in a bold move Anne let her stockinged foot graze along Stephanie's ankle in a not so subtle gesture. Anne would only smile to herself, and otherwise say nothing of it. Her expression otherwise seemingly innocent.
 
Stephanie continued to carry on the wonderful conversation with Rick's mom and it was soon clear they were clicking on all cylinders even excluding poor Rick from the conversation, other then when talking about baseball of course. Their conversation about clothing and fashion and well just things Rick would consider girl y in nature he just scarfed down his food and let the women talk. You could see a smile on his face with relief that the two women seemed to be hitting it off so well.

Stephanie was getting ready to eat one of the last bites of her portion, which she knew she would have to spend hours exercising to work off, felt a stockinged foot glide a cross her ankle. This excited her to to the nth degree but there is no way her boyfriend's mom could be flirting with her. There is no way she could be so bold she thought to herself. Stephanie had known the touch of women before but not since Rick came into her life. This got her skin tingling and her face blushed as she tried to shake away the thoughts of being with Anne which she knew were just wrong on so many levels.
 
"Dear, don't you work tonight?" Anne asked of her son.

"Shit, you're right mom, " Rick replied.

Rick got up from the table and put his dishes in the sink. It seemed an unfortunate turn of events. Rick would have to leave Stephanie at his mom's and race off to work for a ten hour shift.

"No worries, Rick. I can bring Stephanie home. Besides, us girls can spend some time together and get to know one another better, " Anne said.

As far as Anne was concerned, the evening could not have turned better if she had planned it. She hadn't of course, but now that the opportunity presented itself she wasn't going to let it go to waste. A little more liquor and some clever cajoling, she just might get into the girl's panties after all.

Anne kissed Rick goodbye and set about clearing the table, leaving the young couple to part ways on their own terms while Anne worked out a plan in her head to seduce Stephanie.
 
Stephanie was upset when she found out Rick had to go to work and he wouldn't even have enough time to drop her off let alone go back to the bedroom of her apartment and ravish her nubile young body. She felt jilted and was actually upset Rick hadn't told her about not getting the night off. Here she was all dressed up to impress him and his mother, which he really hadn't noticed or even really complimented her on her looks, and it all ended up being for nothing. She was about to whine for him to call off but something about the way Anne talked about spending time with her and then taking her home seemed to not sound so bad.

Stephanie got up and moved over to Rick once Anne had left the room and sat down on his lap and made out with him for a couple minutes before pulling herself away. "Go on Tiger go make some money. We can continue where we left off this weekend...I hope anyway."
 
Anne saw out the kitchen window Rick's truck backing out the driveway, on his way to work and leaving the two woman alone. A mischievous grin flashed across her face. Alone with Stephanie. A chance, if she played her cards right, to indulge the lusting for the young woman that seemed to come upon her so unexpectedly.

She returned to the dinning room where Stephanie awaited. She brought with her the what remained of the wine. She stood over Stephanie, replenishing her glass without prompting, draining the rest in her own glass. At first she said nothing but smiled warmly while openly admiring the girl's attractive looks.

"My son is lucky to have such a pretty girlfriend. I bet you spend a lot of your time just turning down guys now huh?" If her words seemed patronizing, there wasn't a hint of it in her tone, she was being completely genuine.

"Come, let's relax in the living room shall we?"

Anne took herself and her full glass of wine to the other room. As Stephanie had noted when she arrived it was a fine room, tastefully appointed, but most of all welcoming. Quiet and nearly inaudible music played teasingly, a small fountain fashioned like an Oriental water wheel gurgled. The lighting was far dimmer than the other rooms, and although she initially had no such plans in mind, the mood encouraged a level of romance that fit Anne's plans perfectly.

Seated on the couch, Anne crossed her legs primly and spoke up.

"When I was in college, I certainly had my fair share of boyfriends - and girlfriends too, "Anne said with a bemused smirk.

She took a swill of the red wine, and then continued, "Tell me Steph, have you ever - experimented, with other women I mean."
 
Stephanie was a bit upset that Rick didn't just call off to spend the night with her and his mom but she understood the money was good and if things were going to get serious between them then him being able to afford to provide for her was a good thing. It also helped him to pay for his classes at their school where they had met so that was a good thing as well.

Stephanie thanked Anne as she had refilled her glass of wine. Stephanie couldn't believe how much the crimson liquid had grown on her already. She wasn't sure she would drink anything else with a good meal now. She stood up and followed Anne into the other room and then spoke. "Yeah it's hard to get many of them to get the point that I'm not interested in them. I just wish more of them were like Rick and respected me. Then again it's good for your son that most weren't raised to be gentlemen."

After moving into the living room and sitting on the couch Stephanie began to take in the living room again. It was definitely beautiful but it also had the livable feeling to it. She could get used to this place if she was around long enough. She also noticed the music playing lightly in the background and thought this was just a serene setting. Then Anne dropped the bombshell and asked her had she experimented with other girls. Stephanie was shocked and wasn't sure how to reply. She just blushed and looked down at the ground for a moment her jaw dropped and she tried to form the words but not much would come out. "Anne...Anne..." and after over a minute of internal debate Stephanie just nodded her head.
 
Anne smiled inwardly watching Stephanie squirm under her gaze, and struggle to answer the titillating question. Anne recrossed her legs, her dress hiking up her leg and revealing the lacy tops of her thigh high stockings.

Setting her wine glass on the low lying table before the couch, Anne used the opportunity to squirm her way closer beside Stephanie. She could see clear on the young beauty's face the conflict and confusion. She had established Stephanie had at least some experience with other women. How curious and willing she might be in her boyfriend's mother remained to be seen.

With an outstretched hand, Anne turned the girl's chin so that they were looking into one another's eyes.

"And do you miss it as much as I do, dear?" Anne asked.

She licked her lips, eyes moving from Stephanie's eyes to her lips. Anne's quivered slightly with anticipation, her intentions would be clear. Anne's hungry lips sought out their mark with a singular focus.

"I don't think this evening would be complete if we didn't - explore the possibilities."
 
Stephanie was in shock there was now no doubt left that Anne was propositioning her. She could feel herself getting turned on by the idea of being fucked by her boyfriends mom, but she was also completely conflicted it was one thing to sleep with other women Rick didn't actually seem to mind when the conversation has come up in the past but Stephanie had never once acted on those impulses. Since she and Rick became intimiate with eachother. She knew she loved him at this point but Anne was hot and she had never been with an 'experienced woman before' it could be interesting and maybe she would learn something.

"But Anne what about your son. How do you think he would take this if he ever found out. I do love him you know. Is this... Is this some kind of test to see how loyal I am to him or something?" She croaked out nervous that she was going to be read for really actually wanting this.
 
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