"Mrs Miller, this salad is delicious."
The woman smiled at her future son-in-law and accepted his compliment graciously. Roxie watched her admiringly, wishing she could have the grace and elegance of her mother. Sadly, they couldn't be more different. Where her mother was petite and lean, Roxie was all soft plump curves, like a pin-up cartoon. Her mother was quiet and soft-spoken, while Roxie was loud and abrasive. And while her mother had beautiful peachy skin and blonde hair, Roxie had inherited her father's Mediterranean complexion and his stubborn curly hair. She didn't mind that much anymore, though.
Not since she'd met Jake, her hot stunning husband-to-be. Tall and strong, with lean muscles and a wide frame, he had a smile that still made her melt. She watched his full lips as he smiled back at her mother and longed to feel them on her body, teasing and kissing in those ways only he knew how to. Her father was old fashioned and they were not allowed to share a bedroom in his house until they were married. Knowing her father, Roxie hadn't dared sneak into his room, so for the last 5 days, she'd had to satisfy herself, but even that wasn't great because her room was next to her parents' and she feared she might be heard.
So sitting down for their breakfast in the garden with her parents, she almost jumped when she felt Jake's hand touch her knee under the table. She looked at him with wide eyes, but he was very casually chatting with her dad about cars. As he was listening to the old man's stories about his car collection, Jake's hands travelled higher on her leg, his fingers finding their way under her skirt. She bit into a bagel to stop herself from moaning. Deprived of his touch for so long, her body responded to him with hunger and she felt her pussy lips swelling with the delicious ache of desire.
"Right," said her dad, his booming voice making her jump and blush, as if she'd been caught. "I have one call to make, sugar, and then we can head to the club. Boy, I've missed playing golf with my daughter!" he said to Roxie, smiling widely. "I'll be ready in 10."
"Better make that 15," said her mum, collecting their plates. "You know what he's like when he talks business."
"Uhm, right," replied Roxie. "I'll go freshen up and find my clubs, then."
Left alone with his future mother-in-law, Jake felt suddenly awkward.
"Here, Mrs Miller, let me help you clean up."
"Oh, Jake, I'd really like it if you called me Susan. My mother in law is Mrs Miller."
"Uhm.. Susan," Jake relented.
"Thank you," the woman smiled, touching his arm softly. "And you don't need to help me here. Better go and see what Roxie is up to, she will likely not find her clubs in time, that girl is the least organised person I know."
Jake didn't wait to be told twice and found his way upstairs. He heard Roxie in the bathroom brushing her teeth and he gave a soft knock before opening the door and stepping quickly inside.
"What are you doing here?" Roxie said, wiping her mouth. "If daddy catches us together, he'll kill you."
"Well then," Jake whispered. "We better make it worth it, then."
He locked the door and pushed Roxie against the wall, kissing her deeply.
"Jake..." she moaned when he broke the kiss. "Don't tease me."
"I wasn't planning on it," he replied, a mischievous smile on his face. "I had something else in mind. We have 10 minutes so we'll have to be quick."
Before she could say anything, Jake pushed her polo t-shirt up over her chest and pulled down a bra cup, releasing her voluptuous tit.
"Oh my god, Jake, what the...," Roxie gasped.
Jake put a hand over her mouth. "You have to be quiet, babe," he whispered. "I'd rather not die at the hands of your father."
He fondled her soft breast and pinched her nipple until it became hard. Roxie moaned against his hand and he pushed it harder over her mouth. "Quiet," he whispered. "Please."
He put his head down and clamped his mouth around her large dark nipple, sucking greedily. She was squirming against him, turned on and desperate to release her pent-up tension. Jake moved a hand under her skirt and pressed his palm against her pussy, feeling the warm moisture of her need through the soft cotton of her panties. He roughly pushed the fabric aside and, having no time to waste, he spread her silky wet folds and pushed two fingers inside her hole. She was so wet he could hear the squelching of her pussy as his fingers began fucking her.
"Oh, fuck, babe. You're so fucking hot," he whispered, feeling his cock harden. "If I take my hand away, will you promise to be quiet?"
She stared at him with wide eyes and nodded.
"I don't believe you," he laughed. He grabbed a dry towel and put it over her mouth. "Here you go, bite on this if you need you."
Without wasting any more time, he turned her around and pushed her tits against the cold tiles of the bathroom wall. He knelt behind her and pulled her panties down. He pushed her legs apart and pulled her hips towards him to expose her pussy. He buried his face in it and began lapping at her sweet juices, his tongue darting in and out of her hole. He put a hand around her hips and began playing with her clit. Her hips began bucking and her legs were shaking. He reached up and pinched her nipple and heard a muffled moan as she came hard, hot juices gushing out her pussy and flooding his chin. Her legs were too weak to support her anymore and she fell to her knees. He pushed her head down to the floor, her mouth still clamped on the towel and shoved three fingers inside her, stretching her out, while his thumb pressed against her asshole, teasing it. She came again very shortly, her body convulsing with the intensity of the orgasm after so many days without touch.
Jake's cock was so hard it hurt. He pulled it out of his shorts, ready to sink inside his fiance, when Roxie's dad called her from downstairs.
"Fuck," he groaned. At least he could go to his room and jerk off, with Roxie and her dad out of the house, but that was little consolation.