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Jade's report of her encounter with Mr Landon ('No,' she told Hunter, 'I never learnt his first name') was long and detailed, but it has to be said that she played down the depth of the feelings she had felt for the man. Still felt.
Hunter was particularly interested in the spanking she had administered, asking her many follow-up questions, but it was when she mentioned the phone call Mr Landon had made to his wife and its aftermath that his interest was really piqued. Would it really be possible to not just get the Landons to come over for dinner but to nail the beautiful but bashful Pakistani?
His own news was equally interesting to Jade. He had received an invitation to speak at a awards ceremony for young entrepreneurs in Glasgow, and, out of a sense of obligation to the organiser (a man who had been like a mentor to him when he was setting out on his own journey, which netted him a fortune in the derivatives and futures markets), he had provisionally accepted, pending Jade's approval.
Knowing that she didn't like to be alone, he had asked his daughter Hayley to stay with them for the period when he would be away, a total of four days. Hayley, who had recently broken up with her boyfriend, was happy to make the relatively short move from her own place, not least because she could as easily make the rail journey to work from one place as the other.
Hunter knew that they got on pretty well - the age difference after all was only five years - and both of them basically ignored the fact that technically Jade was Hayley's stepmother. What Hunter didn't know was that his daughter had had a long relationship with an older woman, who had broken her heart by emigrating to the States a couple of years ago. It had had such a devastating effect on her that she had sworn off women. Now, though, that she had broken up with her boyfriend, she was reconsidering her position.
Had Hunter known all this, it is very unlikely he would have put temptation in the way of the two women he loved the most. As it was, the idea that Jade and Hayley might have feelings for one another would have seemed preposterous to him. It only went to show how little he understood the fairer sex.
It wasn't until the fourth day of her visit (a Saturday) that Jade and Hayley really got to spend any time together. They'd made a tentative arrangement on the Friday evening to go shopping together on the following day, and Jade, who liked to sleep in late on the weekends, had suggested to Hayley that they left the house at around 12.30, so they could have lunch together and then visit the shops.
When Jade finally emerged from her room at getting on for midday, Hayley was in the kitchen wearing just a T-shirt and panties. Although this was they way she typically dressed when she was at home on her own, the fact that she didn't bother to change her routine when she was in her father's house didn't go unnoticed by Jade. Once Jade had made herself a cup of coffee, they chatted at the kitchen table. Unlike her visitor, Jade was covered pretty much head to toe, in a sweatshirt and yoga pants.
When she had finished her coffee, both girls went to change, each putting a lot of care into their choice of outfit. Jade wondered whether Hayley always dressed that way in the morning, and if so whether she had given any consideration to the fact there was someone else in the house or not. If she hadn't given any consideration to that, fair enough, but if she had, then what message did she want to send to Jade?
'You are part of the family. I feel as comfortable around you as I feel around my dad'.
Or...
'You are my hot stepmother. You know I have a thing for women and I want to share you with my dad.'
Jade could have believed the former was a closer approximation to the truth; could have believed that, if Hayley had put on a bra beneath her T-shirt. But the way those two nubs followed Jade around like a second pair of eyes inclined her to the second interpretation. Hunter wouldn't be back until late the following evening. Did Hayley have plans for almost 36 hours of passionate, unbridled sex?
The immediate answer was 'no', as the women went off in Hayley's car to the shops, albeit rather later than they had planned. Neither was there to be any untoward contact even when they went clothes shopping. Not even when Jade had deliberately picked out a cocktail dress to try on, asked Hayley's opinion about it, then headed to the changing rooms to try it on. She waited in just hat bra and panties for a minute or so, but Hayley never entered her cubicle.
All of which meant that when Hayley picked out a semi-transparent negligee of her own Jade busied herself in the shoe section rather than hanging around near Hayley and hankering after her like a schoolgirl.
When they returned home, it was already half past six. The time had flown by, as they ate, drank, shopped and chatted.
'I'm a hopeless host,' said Jade. 'I haven't given a thought to dinner. Maybe I could knock up an omelette with a salad if you're happy with that.'
'Let's order some take-out later,' said Hayley. 'I feel like I haven't stopped eating all day!'
'Would you like to watch a movie?' asked Jade. 'I'm sure we could find something we both like on Netflix.'
'Sure,' replied Hayley, thinking this would get her sitting next to her smoking hot stepmother in a natural way.
'Okay,' Jade said. 'I'm going to have a quick shower. See you in the living room in half an hour, say.'
Alone in her bedroom, with the door unlocked, she imagined Hayley coming in, wearing the tee and panties she had worn in the morning. Jade took her time stripping, standing in front of the full-length mirror so that she might make eye contact with Hayley when she opened the door and advanced across the room towards her. But, as was the case earlier in the dressing room, so now nothing happened.
Jade went to the bathroom in the hope that the shower's powerful jet would wash her frustrations away. But they only increased, as she gave in to a fantasy in which Hunter's daughter was there in the shower with her, on her knees - eating her out.
Placing a finger on her clitoris, Jade, her eyes closed right shut, began to frig herself violently. It took less than a minute for her to come. Unbeknownst to her, her cries were heard by the object of her desire, who had sneaked into the bedroom and stationed herself near the open bathroom door while Jade was giving her performance. Of course, Hayley knew that it was she who the older woman was thinking about as she brought herself to orgasm.
Hayley went to the guest bathroom (her intended destination before she made her detour) and took a shower. She had been careful to lock the door. Her plans for the evening entailed winding her stepmother up so tight that when she unravelled she spiralled into space like a rocket. She didn't want her merely using her to satisfy her immediate needs.
But she too was powerless to stop herself from masturbating to images of the exotic beauty who she had lusted after for so long. Each of her parents in turn had got in the way (first her mother, then her father), but now it was her turn to welcome her to the family. If she played her cards right, her easy access to Jade would ensure that they had a long and - she was quite certain - explosive relationship. She knew Jade preferred women; deep down, she knew she did too.
While Hayley was reaching a climax down the hallway, Jade was picking out something to wear. She found herself in the enviable position of knowing that whatever she chose, she could be sure of the final outcome. The heat that existed between the two women guaranteed that.
In the end, she couldn't resist: she would wear a cheongsam.
'Hayley must have fantasised about me in one of those,' she thought. 'Her father certainly does!'
She was glad that she had ramped up her exercise regime in the last month, as she had forgotten how hard the damn things were to get into.
The fact it was actually a faux cheongsam wouldn't bother Hayley, she knew. It was something she had only worn once, to a wedding reception. It had won her a lot of compliments, although she reckoned she could have worn a pair of old dungarees and still had Hayley gagging to eat her pussy. The midi dress was actually a modern take on the traditional Chinese garment - an ultramarine print with a splash of orange depicting a koi, topped off by a traditional mandarin collar.
For her part, Hayley had put on a short-sleeved T-shirt style white dress, tied at the waist. Like Jade, she had opted to go barefoot. Jade headed downstairs first and prepared some crudités, which they could eat with a shop-bought avocado dip. She opened a bottle of white wine, which she put in a wine cooler, and took everything through to the living room. Then she dimmed the lights, found a film that might appeal to Hayley (nothing X-rated, just a romcom) and took her seat on the sofa - more or less in the middle, so that wherever Hayley sat she would be close to her.
She didn't have to wait long. They chatted, drank and nibbled at the vegetables, neither apparently keen to start watching the film, until it was getting quite late. Finally, Jade suggested they put the feature on the widescreen TV. She wasn't particularly bothered about the film, but suspected that the atmosphere it created would be perfect for the entertainment she had in mind.
