Tiffany - Not My Stepdaughter

TIFFANY-NOT MY STEPDAUGHTER

PART 4

CHAPTER 1

I called Tiffany that night after the birthday party disaster turned fuck fest. Just to say thanks and see how the rest of her visit went. She said, "Thank you, also. Not only for the fantastic sex but for staying with me and helping me deal with Mom."

"Oh, it was my pleasure. Well, not the dealing with your mom part. But definitely the rest of it. It was a red letter day," I said.

She said, "Maybe we could do it again sometime."

"Oh. Definitely!" I assured her.

We went through the next week without talking much. We both were pretty busy with work stuff. She called me on Monday 2 weeks after the party. Just to chat. I asked if she had been back to her Mom's this past weekend.

She said, "Yeah. I went by there for a while yesterday. Showed her how to operate the TV. She said she loved it. That it was so much easier to use. We'll see."

"Yeah," I said. "She's a slow learner when it comes to new technology. And she has no patience. If she don't understand it right away she gives up."

"So. How's everything going with you?" she asked.

"Pretty good," I said. "Last week was a busy week at work. I hired two new guys and was training them." I own a small contracting business. Mostly remodeling and doing additions to existing homes. I mostly do estimates, billing, payroll, and bookkeeping. All the clerical stuff. I always enjoyed the building. Still do. But I had to start running the business as it grew and hire additional help to do the actual building.

"How 'bout you?" I asked. "Everything good with work? And the new home?" Tiffany does graphic design work for a national grocery store chain.

"Yeah," she replied. "They're starting a new membership rewards program at work and I'm working on the website and poster design. Also designing the membership cards. So it's kept me busy. Glad to hear business is booming for you. I'm sure that makes you happy."

"Yeah, it's what pays the bills," I said. "What you're working on sounds interesting and fun."

"It is," she agreed. "I'm having fun with it. And, I'll get a 2% bonus from the membership fees from the customers registering. Maybe I can get that new car I've been wanting."

She sounded excited. I was happy for her and told her so. I said, "Wow! That sounds awesome. Congratulations"

"And congrats to you, too, on your business doing well," she said. "I'm happy for you as well."

"Perhaps we should go out and celebrate our good fortune," I said.

"Hey, that sounds great," she agreed. "What have you got in mind?"

"I'm thinking maybe Outback Steakhouse," I said. "If that's alright with you. Or anywhere you'd like. I'm easy."

She said, "Outback is fine. I love their steaks. And the Bloomin' Onion."

"Oh yeah. Good stuff," I said. "Tomorrow night? Or do you want to wait until the weekend?"

"Tomorrow night is fine," she said."I'm ready for a night out. What time?"

"7:00?" I asked. "Want me to pick you up?"

"7:00 is good," she said. "And I'll just meet you there. It's kind of out of your way to come here then there. And, besides, I need to go to Wally World. So I'll do that first, then meet you at Outback. If that's okay."

"That's fine," I said. "Have fun at Wally World."

"Yeah, right. A barrel of laughs," she joked. "See you tomorrow evening."

"Good night, Tiff. See you tomorrow," I said.

"Good night, Dan," she said.

CHAPTER 2

We arrived at Outback at the same time and got parking spaces side by side. They're not overly crowded on Tuesday nights. I hugged her when she got out of her car and said, "Hi, Tiff. It's good to see you."

She kissed me and said it was good to see me, too.

I said, "You look really nice tonight. You didn't have to get all dolled up for me." She did look nice. She was dressed in a plain, yellow skirt. Not real short, and loose fitting. She had on a loose fitting pale green button-up blouse. She never wore hose or pantyhose that I know of. Didn't need them. Her legs were great. And always tanned. I guess she goes to tanning salons. Her hair was loose and hanging down her back. She had a necklace on but no earrings. Her appearance was not over the top, but rather, simple, yet exquisite.

She chuckled, and said, "I'm NOT all 'dolled up'. This is just ordinary clothes. "But thanks for the compliment."

I said, "I guess it's just because you always look great no matter what you wear. So you always look like you made an extra special effort. But you don't need to make any special effort. You're just naturally beautiful."

"Flattery will get you everywhere," she said. "Now. Are we going to eat, or what?"

We had a great meal. We got a few nasty looks from a couple people who thought it wrong for a young girl to be with a man old enough to be her father. I guess because we sat beside each other in the booth. But most of them, I guess, assumed we were father and daughter. Either way, we didn't care.

After we ate we headed to our cars and made a vow to get together soon. We hugged, kissed, said our goodbyes, and went home.

CHAPTER 3

"Dayun," Tiffany said in that sing-song voice when I answered the phone Saturday afternoon. That voice that always told me I was in for some work or a favor she wanted.

"Hi, Tiff," I said. "What kind of trouble am I in? You're using that voice that tells me you need something," I said jokingly. It had become a joke between us over the years.

She laughed, and said, "Just kidding. You're not in trouble. Well, nothing big anyway. Just a little something I need if you can."

I said, "I certainly will if it's something I can handle. What do you need?"

She replied, "I'm sure you can handle it. But it would be easier to show you when you get her. Can you come over this evening?"

"Yeah. I'm doing something right now, but I could be there around 6:00, if that's okay," I said.

"Perfect," she said. "Oh. And bring your drill."

"Will do," I replied. "See you at 6:00."

"What the hell does she need done that requires a drill?", I wondered.

I finished up an estimate for work that I was working on, got a little something to eat, and took a shower. It was 5:30 so I got my drill and drill bits from the garage and headed on over to Tiffany's because I had to stop and get gas on the way. I texted her and asked if she needed me to pick up anything for her on my way. She replied that she didn't need a thing.

CHAPTER 4

I rang the doorbell and heard Tiffany call out, "Come on in. It's open."

I went in and she called from down the hall, "Is that you, Dan?" I told her it was. She said, "Make yourself comfortable. I'll be there in just a minute. There's beer in the fridge if you want one. Or anything else you want. Help yourself."

"I think I will," I said. "Do you want one?"

"Yeah. Get me one, too, if you don't mind. And a glass, please," she replied.

"You got it," I said. "Want it back there?"

"No, just sit it on the coffee table. Be right there," she replied.

"Okay," I said.

I got the beers and put hers on a coaster on the coffee table along with a glass. I just drink out of the bottle. I sat on the couch to wait for her.

I was sitting on the couch looking at a magazine when I heard Tiffany say, "Hi, Dan." The couch faced away from the hallway and her room so I didn't see her come in. I stood up and turned and said, "Hi Tiff. How are you?"

"I'm good," she said. "Sorry to make you wait. I had to dry my hair after getting out of the shower."

"You're fine," I said. She had on a robe that covered her completely from neck to feet. "Did I come too early? Looks like you're not dressed yet."

"No, you're right on time," she said. "I just didn't want to dress when I got out of the shower. Hope that's okay."

I said, "That's fine. It's your house, you do as you please. Whatever makes you comfortable."

We sat on the couch and talked, and drank our beers. She told me all about the promotion she was working on for her employer and I told about my business picking up and growing. She told me about the bonus she would be getting when the membership fees started coming in. And about wanting to get a new car. She said she had always wanted a little red sports car but had to be more practical, so would settle for something more mature. Probably an all wheel drive SUV. I said that some of those were very nice. I asked if she had any one in particular in mind.

She said, "I'm kind of partial to Toyota because my Camry's been great. But, no, I'm going to look around before deciding."

"If you want a second opinion, I'll be glad to go with you when you start looking. I actually enjoy car shopping," I offered.

"That would be awesome," she said. "I know you know a lot about cars, and I value your opinion."

"Just let me know when," I said.

"Thanks," she said.

It seemed like we had reached the end of regular conversation, so I asked, "So. I brought my drill like you asked. What is it you need drilled?"

She looked at me, laughed, stood up, and said, "Follow me. I'll show you." She led me into her bedroom, stopped, looked at me, smiled, took her robe off, and said, "Me."

My eyes flew wide open, and my mouth probably did, too. I laughed too, and said, "Alrighty then. That I can do. I'm here to serve."

She was wearing what I think was the red nightgown from the night of the 'fashion show'. Except the bra and panties underneath were black this time instead of red. And she had added a garter belt with black stockings.

My dick instantly jumped to attention. I had to adjust it in my pants to be comfortable. She saw this and said, "I take it you approve?"

"My God, Tiffany!, "I exclaimed. "You look incredible!"

"Thank you," she said. And in a soft, sexy voice she asked, "Shall we get this show on the road?" She stepped towards me and I took her in my arms. I started kissing her ravenously and buried my hands in her hair.

She squeezed my rock hard cock in her hand as she returned my kisses. She smelled so clean and fresh from her shower. And her hair felt soft and silky in my hands, as did her body as I started rubbing her up and down her back and sides.

I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands, then brought one hand up to caress her side before fully cupping a breast. I felt her nipple under my palm. It instantly hardened and pressed into my palm the second I closed my hand around her breast. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear as I switched my hands on her ass and her breast to give the other one some attention. I didn't have enough hands. I wanted to touch her everywhere at once.

By this point she had my pants and boxers around my ankles and was stroking my hardness in her soft hand. She stopped long enough to pull my tee shirt off. I kicked off my shoes, and stepped out of my pants and boxers.

I was naked now and wanted to rip the nightgown from her body but refrained because she looked so incredibly sexy in it. "Tiffany, please." I begged. "Let me just touch and love you for a little while." I laid her back on the bed. I laid beside her and caressed her from her face to her thighs. I kissed her lips, then moved down to suckle her tits through the thin nightgown and bra. I caressed her legs and thighs and ever so slowly got closer and closer to her pussy without touching it yet. I wanted to tease her a little and heighten both of our excitement. I finally dragged a finger up the crease of her pussy and felt the wetness and heat of her excitement.

She was moaning and writhing on the bed this whole time. When I briefly touched her pussy through her panties she let out a yelp. I lifted her nightie enough to tongue her navel. I ran my tongue along the waistband of her panties. I smiled up at her and stood up. I lifted a leg and brought her foot to my mouth. I kissed all over her foot and sucked her toes into my mouth as I massaged her leg. I did that for a minute then switched and did the same with the other foot and leg. She seemed to be enjoying this. Her eyes were closed and she was making sounds of satisfaction.

I started licking and kissing upwards on first one leg, then the other. Even through the stockings this was extremely erotic. She opened her eyes and watched me appreciatively. She rubbed her breasts as she watched me. As I got closer to her pussy I could hardly restrain myself. I wanted to dive right in and eat her ravenously. But I held back to heighten her arousal and prolong our excitement.

I finally reached my destination. That beautiful, sweet smelling, panty-clad pussy at the juncture of her thighs. I could smell her excitement, see a wet spot on her panties, and feel the heat radiating off her cunt. I kissed the wetness on her panties. It tasted divine. I stuck a finger under the leg band of her panties and rubbed up and down her lips. I couldn't wait any longer and pulled her panties aside so I could kiss and lick her pussy directly. She came immediately, grabbing my head and holding my face in her crotch. She drenched my face with her juices.

Then she pulled me upwards and said, "Come up here." I laid on top of her but she rolled me over on to my back and took my cock in her hand and started kissing my nipples and working her way south. When she reached her destination she licked me like a popsicle. She took me in her mouth and ran her tongue around the sensitive head of my cock before fully sliding her lips down the shaft. She massaged by balls as she licked, kissed, and sucked my dick.

I let her do this for a couple of minutes and it was heavenly. But I didn't want to cum in her mouth this time. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get hard again this time. So I stopped her and said, "Tiffy, I need to fuck you now."

She was already on her knees so she turned so her perfect ass was pointed towards me. I had to give an ass like that some attention first. So I kissed and fondled her cheeks. I pulled her panties down to her knees. I ran my tongue into the crevice and licked around her asshole a little, driving her wild.

I had to fuck her NOW. I got on my knees behind her and she reached between her legs to guide my cock into her dripping cunt. I pushed in and just held still for a half minute. Just savoring the feeling. Then she started to slowly move forwards and back moving my hardness in and out. I reached under her to fondle her breasts as she fucked me.

We fucked this way for about 5 minutes stopping occasionally so I wouldn't cum yet. She pulled forward off my cock and coaxed me onto my back. She threw a leg over my torso and lowered her pussy onto my shaft facing me. She kind of just rotated her hips and I enjoyed caressing her tits. She started moving slowly up and down then picked up the pace. It only took about a minute for her to orgasm again. I felt her juices running down over my crotch.

She held still for about half a minute, then leaned forward and we kissed. She then dismounted and turned around. She mounted me again with her back to me. She leaned forward and moved her ass up and down on me. It was a beautiful sight watching that gorgeous ass bouncing up and down.

I said, "You're going to have to slow down, Tiff. I can't hold out much longer." She stopped and laid back on top of me. I caressed her tits and ran my hands over her body.

I rolled her off of me and onto her back. While I love watching a woman ride on top of me, I also love to fuck them on their back with me on my knees or standing on the floor between their legs. That way I can control the pace and watch their face as they enjoy (hopefully) me fucking them.

This time I was on my knees on the bed lifting her pelvis up to my crotch. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I thrust in and out. I could only last another minute. Then I let loose with a huge load of sperm. When she felt me cumming in her she screamed and let go with her third orgasm.

I collapsed forward on top of her and just laid there for a minute breathing hard as my cock deflated inside her. As it softened and popped out she "aww."

We laid there catching our breath and told each other how amazing that was. Then we got dressed and went out to the living room.

I said, "You know. I could get used to this."

"I know what you mean," she said.

We talked for a few minutes then she said, "I'm going to take another shower. Then I'm going to bed. I'm worn out."

I kissed her and we said goodbye and I headed home.

CHAPTER 5

Tiffany called Sunday morning around 10:00. I answered, "Good morning. How are you, Tiff"?

She shocked me when she asked, "What the hell did you mean yesterday when you said you're 'here to serve'? Do you feel like you're my fucking slave or something?"

This really rocked me. "Whoa," I said. "What's wrong? Where's this coming from?"

"Apparently, I'm what's wrong," she barked. "Nobody asked you to serve me."

"Tiffany," I said. " I was kidding. It's just something people say. I didn't mean anything by it."

"And don't be getting 'used to' anything," she said rather snarkily. I'm not your toy."

"Nobody ever said you're they're toy. And if you recall, you were the one that initiated this little sexcapades," I reminded her.

"Be that as it may, it doesn't give you the right to treat me like shit," she snapped.

"Tiffany," I said. "You didn't talk to me that way when I was with your mother, and you're not going to do it now. If you want to talk when you calm down I'm here."

I hung up. I think I just got a glimpse of why she couldn't keep a boyfriend. I knew she could be difficult at times. I had seen her and her mother go at each before, but this was the first time it was directed at me. I also knew she was bipolar and stopped taking her meds sometimes. This must be one of those times.

I did not call her. But I sincerely did hope she got back on her meds and calmed down and felt better.

CHAPTER 6

She did call me a week later. I hesitantly answered. She immediately went into apologizing. She said, "I am so, so, sorry, Dan. I was a total bitch and I had no right to say the things I said. You know how I get sometimes. I know that doesn't make it okay, but I hope you understand. And I hope you can forgive me."

I said, "Tiffany. I do forgive you. And, yes, I do know you have some issues. And I apologize, too, that I said something that offended you. I shouldn't have said those things even jokingly."

She said, "You did nothing wrong. Or say anything wrong. I twisted it around in my head. Please forgive me."

"I do forgive you, Tiffy," I said. "I hope you don't get offended by me saying this. But, I know you take medication to help mood swings and such. And I also know that over the years you stop taking them sometimes. And the results aren't good. Is that what happened this time?" I asked.

"Yeah," she replied sheepishly. "Sometimes I don't like the way they make me feel so I stop so I can feel normal for a while."

"I get that," I said. "But that's not really normal. You're more normal when you take them."

"Thank you for forgiving me, Dan," she said. "I couldn't bear you being mad at me."

"Tiffany," I said. "In light of what happened, I have to ask. What, exactly, are you expecting from our relationship?"

"I don't know," she said. "Maybe somebody to spend time with. To love. To share my life?'

"I've got to be honest here, Tiffany," I said cautiously. "I love you dearly. But not like 'that'. What we have is great. Best sex I ever had. Or probably ever will have. And I love spending time with you. But there's no chance of us ever being romantically involved. I'm way too old for you. And you've got a lot of good years ahead. I don't. I am sorry if I ever led you to believe it could turn into anything more than having fun together. I really fucked up by allowing this to happen."