Chapter 4 Dinner

Tiffany woke up with a start. She had one of those dreams again. This was the fourth time this week. Her panties were wet again.

What was wrong with her? She kept dreaming about that stranger. He was always teasing, tempting, seducing and torturing her.

She always woke up wet with an aching need for his touch.

She needed to get this man off her head. Was this how your first time was supposed to be? She was going to ask Riley about this later.

For now, she needed to get up and wash up and start her day. Today was Saturday and they were having dinner with her mom's fiancé. She was a little bit excited and nervous.

Tiffany walked downstairs to meet her mom in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Good morning mom," Tiffany said, grabbing a cup of coffee.

"Morning sweetie, did you sleep well last night?"

Tiffany could feel herself going red as she remembered her dream.

"I slept well enough. What's for breakfast?"

"As you can see I'm making pancakes." Her mom replied.

"Ooh, you haven't made them in a while."

"Well, I'm not busy today. So I decided to make my sweet daughter her favorite pancakes."

"Someone's in a good mood. I wonder if it has something to do with a certain someone coming over for dinner." Tiffany teased.

"Maybe." Her mom said with a smile.

.....

The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Tiffany called out.

That should be the fiancé, it was 6:30, they had told him dinner was 7:00. Tiffany opened the door and was about to say hi.

She stopped. There he was, the object of her desires standing in front of her. He was holding a glass of wine and a big bouquet of red roses with a smile on his face.

Tiffany blinked. She couldn't move.

"Who is at the door darling?" Her mom asked, coming to the doorway.

"Landon," Her mom said with a smile, then she looked at Tiffany. "Don't just stand there girl, let him in."

Tiffany cleared her throat and stepped out of the way.

"I..I'm sorry, come in." She stuttered.

"I don't know what's gotten into her." Tracey said as she collected the flowers from Landon and kissed him.

"Maybe she's shocked by my beauty." Landon said with a chuckle.

"Don't tease, Landon. She's probably nervous."

Tracey guided him to the dinner table.

Tiffany followed behind. Except she was hallucinating or completely delusional, her mom's fiancé was the stranger who had disvirgined her a week ago.

He was acting as if he had never seen her in his life. Tiffany could feel herself getting angry. The lying cheating bastard. And he had the audacity to smile in her mother's face and kiss her.

When they were seated at the table, her mom spoke.

"Why don't we start over? Landon, Tiffany, my daughter. Tiffany, this is Landon, my fiancé."

"Nice to meet you Tiffany. I've heard so many good things about you" Landon said with a smooth smile.

His voice sent shivers down her spine. Tiffany gritted her teeth.

"Nice to meet you too." Tiffany mumbled.

"She will talk your head off, when she gets to know you." Her mom said looking at Tiff a little puzzled.

Landon lifted an eyebrow "I see." He said, giving her an amused look.

He turned to Tracey, " How have you been, love? I've missed you."

Tracey sighed, leaning for a kiss "I've missed you too"

Tiffany cringed as they kissed, all she could think about was when those lips were hungrily sucking hers days ago.

Tracey did most of the talking during dinner. Tiffany gave one word replies when asked a question. While, Landon (so that was his name) ooed and ahhd over her baby stories that her mom was telling him.

As they were about to clear the dishes after dinner, her mom got an urgent business call.

"I'm sorry guys, I have an important call. I have to take this. Tracey said getting up.

"Take your time, we'll clear up." Landon said with a smile.

Tiffany got up and took the dishes to the kitchen. She decided to take her time washing them so she didn't have to talk to Landon.

Landon followed her to the kitchen. He stopped at the doorway admiring her back side as she was doing the dishes.

Lord, she was sexy as hell. His heart nearly stopped when she opened the door and he saw her. It was just his luck that his vacation fling was his fiancé's daughter.

But she was no ordinary fling. Landon could not stop thinking about their night together. He had wet dreams because of her and his dick went hard just by watching her eat this evening. Wishing that he could replace each morsel of food that went into her mouth.

"Need some help?" He asked.

Tiffany turned a bit startled.

"No." She said curtly.

"Come on baby girl, don't be hostile." He said as he moved into the kitchen.

"I'm not your baby girl." She shot back.

"But you didn't object to the name, a few days back." He said with a smirk.

Tiffany stared at him in disbelief.

"Are you insane? You pretend as if you don't know me after cheating on my mom with me a few days back."

"Are you hurt, baby girl?" He asked.

Tiffany scoffed and turned, the arrogant bastard.

As she was struggling to put a cup on the shelf above her, he collected it and put it up. Now she was trapped between him and the kitchen counter.

She tried to turn and her ass brushed against his dick. She could feel the hardness from his trousers. Tiffany gasped, her body was betraying her. She could feel the heat all over, especially between her legs.

"I've been thinking about you too, baby girl." He said in a low voice.

Tiffany pushed him out of the way. Just then her mom's voice called out.

"We're in here." Landon replied.

"Everything alright?" Her mom asked, stepping into the kitchen.

"Everything's perfect, we just finished doing the dishes." Landon replied with a smile.

"I'll be in my room ." Tiffany muttered as she walked hurriedly out of the kitchen.

"You okay, sweetie?" Her mom asked, looking a little worried.

"I'm fine mom." Tiffany called out as she climbed up the stairs. "Just giving you guys some space."

Tiffany needed to get as far away from Landon as possible. She was angry and confused. But what was worse, her mom's fiancé made her completely horny and all she could think of was stripping off and letting him take her.

            
            

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