This is set in the TV show Modern Family. This story focuses on the character Claire Dunphy.
The set up for these stories may be ridiculous, so if super realism is your thing, I apologize. I only do one shots based on specific episodes, and don't plan to change to multi-part stories.
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Thank you BDD for editing
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"Oh, Claire, this is Pam." Cam said to his sister in law, introducing her to his friend Pam. Cam and Claire were renovating a house together to flip, and Cam was bringing in someone to help with the argument he was having with Claire.
"Pam is a licensed contractor, I thought it'd be nice to bring in a third party that's objective, to help settle the fountain dispute." Cam continued, referencing the debate on whether or not to build a fountain in the backyard. Claire, the practical one, thought it was too expensive.
Meanwhile Cam, the dreamer, felt that adding a spark or wow factor to the house would really help. He thought that mentioning that she worked on houses would add credibility when she ultimately sided with him, which he assumed she would. Pam was formerly an "enemy" of his, as he used to feel that all lesbians and gays were naturally "enemies" but she ended up bonding with him.
"Objective, right." Claire said, rolling her eyes. She knew Cam had brought a friend so he could have help convincing her to move over to his way of thinking.
"Well, my son does go to school with Lily, but believe me, that is not gonna sway my decision - any more than the fact that you are beautiful will." Pam said, giving Claire a long once over, her eyes lingering on all the goodies Claire's body had to offer.
Claire Dunphy was in her early 40s but she didn't look it. She had aged quite well from the all American co-ed look in her teens and early twenties into the super MILF image she now took so much pride in. She knew she got checked out by quite a lot of people everywhere she went. She saw the same look, the look she was seeing in Pam's eyes, in all the eyes looking down her shirt or at her ass at the market. More often than not though, it was the looks she got when they saw her smile or looked into her eyes.
Even today with her simple white t-shirt and old raggedy jeans Claire looked magnificent. Her blonde hair falling past her dazzling blue eyes and almost to her shoulders, her chest straining against the t-shirt, and her ample ass pushing out the other way all worked together to create a vision that Pam couldn't stop staring at.
Pam was a different kind of woman, certainly attractive but in a more primal way. Her face was rather plain, her dirty blonde hair was nothing too extraordinary either. She was voluptuous and curvy, and that is what made her get the same sort of glances Claire got. Her large chest and very shapely ass were where the eyes were drawn to her.
"Hmm?" Claire said, surprised by the sudden attention. She wouldn't say her husband didn't dote on her, but it was quite clear from looking at Pam's eyes she was mightily impressed by the specimen in front of her and Claire enjoyed that feeling. "Thank you, you are too." Claire managed to get out, picking up that this might be a way to get Pam to actually side with her on the problem.
"Thank you. Let me grab your cans," Pam said, gesturing to the general area of Claire's chest. "Your paint cans." Pam clarified with a small chuckle and twinkle in her eyes, as Claire was also holding some paint cans.
This sort of sexual banter continued throughout the day, with Claire making sure to give as well as receive. Whenever she could, Claire made sure to give glimpses of what she had to offer without being too obvious, and she was thinking that Pam was enjoying her little show.
"I think the fountain's a little pricy." Claire finally said, thinking this was a good moment to sneak it in while they were working.
"It is a bit of an empty space out there." Pam said, not agreeing but not quite objecting to the idea either which Claire noted.
"It's hot in here, right?" Claire said suddenly, seeing an opportunity to strike. She drank from her water bottle, making sure to spill a bit over her white top turning it slightly transparent. The nipple reacted to the cold water pointing to Pam, causing Pam to stare a little bit too long. Cam was off working, although he was within earshot and heard what she said he did not see the look of lust Claire was getting. Pam though got a good look at Claire's rubbery tent and Claire could tell she enjoyed the show.
"Oh, well, you know, that happens to women of a certain age, like with my mom." Cam quipped, hoping a good jab might sway Pam back to his side.