Tiffany - Not My Stepdaughter

Since finishing this story a while back, I got some feedback that the ending was bad. And I agree. I hated it. But that's what it was at the time. I'm thankful and pleased that there has been a change in the situation between Dan (me) and Tiffany, my former stepdaughter. At the end of the story Tiffany and I had had a little spat. We forgave each other and vowed to still be friends. But I told her I thought it best if there was no more sex.

I am happy to report there has been a change in our situation. I want to update you guys. And I hope you are pleased as well.

CHAPTER 1

It has been about two months since I saw Tiffany. We talked a few times on the phone, but I didn't see her. And I missed her. I was at Home Depot one Saturday getting a couple new tools I needed for work. On the way home I go right by Tiffany's place. I thought I'd drop in and say hi, if she wasn't busy. I pulled into her driveway, went up the steps, and rang her doorbell.

When she answered, she squealed,"Dan! I'm so glad to see you." She gave me a big hug and said, "Come in."

I said, "Sorry to just drop in like this. I was headed home from Home Depot and thought I'd drop in to say hi. Is that okay? Am I interrupting anything?"

"No. Not at all. I'm not doing a thing. And I'm so happy to see you." She offered me a beer, and I accepted. We sat on the couch to talk.

We caught up with everything going on with each other. How her thing at work was going, how my business was doing. Just life stuff.

As we were talking a pretty girl came out of the bedroom down the hall and went into the bathroom. I said, "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company. I wouldn't have stopped, but I didn't see any cars other than yours."

"It's okay," Tiffany said. "That's Julia. We went to college together. She just got a job where I work. Her car broke down and is in the shop. She's looking for a place here to move to but right now lives over in Standardsville. Anyway, She has no way back and forth to work so I offered to let her stay here while her car is being fixed. That way she can ride with me."

"Oh. Okay," I said. "Do they know what's wrong with her car? Nothing serious, I hope."

"Unfortunately," she replied, "it is. They said her engine is blown. They're trying to find a used one at a wrecking yard. They said it might take a month or more."

"Shit," I said. "Sorry to hear that. Is it working out okay with her staying here?"

"Oh, yeah," Tiffany said. "We were good friends in college. Roommates for a while. She's been here about 2 weeks now. It's actually nice having someone here."

"Good," I said. "Sometimes that doesn't work too well. I'm glad it's going well with you two."

Tiffany called, "Julia! Can you come out here? I want you to meet somebody."

Julia called back, "Just give me a second. Be right there." She came out a minute later. She was about Tiffany's age. Short. Probably 5' 4" or so. A little chunky, but in the right places. I prefer a little meat on the bones. Long, black hair that hung almost to her waist. Very pretty.

Tiffany introduced us. I said, "It's nice to meet you, Julia. Congratulations on the new job. But I'm sorry to hear about your car."

She said, "It's nice to meet you, too. It was luck, I guess, that Tiffany works there. She's a lifesaver. I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't offered to let me stay here."

"Yeah," I replied, "Tiffany's great."

Julia, Tiffany, and I sat and talked for about an hour. Then I said I had to get home. Had a few things to do around the house. We said our goodbyes, Tiffany and I hugged, and Julia and I told each other it was good to meet the other.

CHAPTER 2

Tiffany called the following Saturday and asked if I'd like to come to dinner that evening if I wasn't busy. I told her I'd love to. We agreed on a time and I asked if I could bring anything or come early and help. She said no, her and Julia were fixing dinner and they had everything they needed.

I got there at 5:00 o'clock as agreed upon. Tiffany gave me a beer and sat me in the living room. She apologized that they were a little late with the dinner. I asked if I could help with anything. She said no, they had it under control.

I watched them preparing the meal, and we made small talk. They were dressed similarly. Both wore tight jeans, and pullover tops. Tiffy's blue, and Julia's yellow. Their backs were to me as they stood at the counter preparing salads, and whatever else they were making. I enjoyed the view of their backsides. Occasionally one or the other bumped the other with their hips, or playfully shoved them. It looked like they enjoyed each other's company and had fun together. I was glad to see that.

In about half an hour dinner was on the table. They had made grilled pork chops, baked potatoes, salads, and hot dinner rolls. It was awesome. After we finished eating Tiffy and Julia started clearing the table. I helped clear the table and put dirty dishes in the sink. I said that I would wash the dishes. Tiffany and Julia put leftovers in tupperware bowls, and wiped the table. Then Tiffany helped with rinsing the dishes and Julia dried. They sent me to the living room to sit and have a cup of coffee.

I sat drinking my coffee and watching them wipe the counters and put dishes away. Julia put her hand on Tiffany's back, leaned over and said something in Tiffany's ear. Tiffany kinda looked back at me and whispered something back to Julia. I wondered what they were whispering about, but it was none of my business. Then I heard them giggling and bumping their hips again.

They came into the living room with their cups of coffee.

We sat and chatted for about 15 minutes. Then Julia said she was going to leave us alone to talk. I told her she didn't have to go. She said, "I know you 2 have things to talk about. And I have something I need to get done, anyway. But it was really nice meeting you, Dan."

I stood and told her it was nice meeting her, too. And that I hoped everything worked out for her. And that I hoped to see her again.

Tiffy and I had another cup of coffee and talked a bit. It seemed like she had something on her mind. I didn't pressure her. I figured if there was anything she wanted to talk about, she would. At length she did.

Hesitantly, she said, "Dan, there is something I want to tell you. Julia and I are a little more than friends."

"I see," I said. I knew immediately that she was saying they were lovers. I actually had kinda wondered when I saw them interacting in the kitchen. "Tiffy, you know I won't judge you. It's no business of mine."

"Thanks, Dan," she said. "When we were in college and roommates, we got drunk one night and made out for a while. You know, just horsing around. Neither one of us had ever been with another girl. Nothing happened that night, but later on we talked about it and we both said we enjoyed that night, and would like to experiment some more. It was nice and we slept together a few times after that. But after we graduated we never saw each other again until now. I never slept with another girl afterwards, but she told me she did. I don't consider myself gay, and neither does she. Both of us are just very sexual people. You know I am. She is, too. We both like sex with men or women. I have only been with men since college, and she's been with mostly girls, but a few men. Anyway, I wanted you to know. I don't know if I'm gonna tell Mom or not."

"Well, I'm not going to say anything to her," I said. "That's your decision."

"Thanks," she said. "I don't know yet where this is going, but right now, I'm happier than I have been in a while. Anyway, that's why she left us alone. I told her I wanted to tell you about us. And she thought it best for it to be private."

"I'm really glad to hear that you're happy, Tiff. I'm happy for you," I said.

Tiffany said, "I told Julia all about you and I. I hope you don't mind. We were discussing our sex lives one night, and I told her how I had so much trouble with boyfriends. And how I had approached you. The whole story. She doesn't judge either."

"I'm fine that you told her," I said. "I finally realized that there was nothing wrong in what we had and what we did. So I'm not ashamed of it."

"I'm so happy to hear you say that," Tiffany said. "I know you struggled with it at one point."

"Yes, I did," I replied. "But I'm over that now."

"Great! Maybe we can have a good relationship like we had before," Tiffany said.

"I don't see why not," I agreed.

I told Tiffany I was really happy that she had someone in her life now that makes her happy. And I hoped we could get together more often. She said she hoped so, too. It was getting a little late now, so Tiffany and I hugged each other, said 'I love you,' and I headed home.

CHAPTER 3

A couple of weeks later, Tiffany called and asked if I wanted to come to dinner again that weekend. I said, "I'd love to. But it should be my turn to cook for you."

"Don't worry about that," she said. "Maybe later. But Julia and I would like you to come over again."

We made a plan for me to be there at 6:00 PM Saturday night. Tiffany said nothing fancy. They were just doing spaghetti, salads, and garlic bread. I took a bottle of Tiffany's favorite wine, and a cherry pie for dessert. I knew Tiffany liked that also. I didn't know what Julia liked.

Turns out Julia liked the same wine. Maybe not her favorite, but high on her list. And cherry pie as well. The girls had everything almost ready when I arrived. They were both dressed nicely. Tiffany had on a black, knee-length skirt, white button-up blouse, black flat shoes, and her long, blonde hair was held up on her head with a clip. Julia had on a blue mini-skirt, (great legs), a lighter blue pullover top that clung to her ample breasts, pantyhose, and, also black, flat shoes similar to Tiffany's. Her long, black hair hung loose down her back. They both had applied make-up, and wore perfume. I guess they wanted to look nice for each other.

I was more casual, but I was glad that I had worn khakis instead of jeans. And a button-up shirt instead of a t-shirt. Tiffany didn't tell me it was a dress-up affair.

We had our meal and great conversation as we ate. After sharing duties of washing dishes, and cleaning the kitchen, we retired to the living room to have a piece of pie and a cup of coffee. I told them both I thoroughly enjoyed being in the company of two beautiful young ladies. And thanked them for inviting me over. "Next time, my place," I said.

"Sounds good," they replied in unison.

Julia excused herself a little while later. Some excuse about some work she needed to do on her laptop. Tiffany and I continued talking.

After a bit, Tiffy said, "I want to ask you something. So. Julia and I were talking. As I told you she has had sex mostly with girls. She says she would like to be with a man again sometime. And I don't want to give up men, either. But as long as we're together she won't cheat on me, and I won't cheat on her. So I came up with an idea that could allow us both to be with a man that wouldn't be cheating."

I looked at her kind of puzzled. "How are you going to accomplish that?" I asked. "A mannequin? A blow-up doll?"

Tiffany looked at me for a few seconds, then said, "I kinda thought, maybe, you could help?"

I was still puzzled."How can I possibly help? I asked.

She gazed at me and raised her eyebrows, and gave me a questioning look. It finally dawned on me. "Are you asking me to sleep with your girlfriend?"

She slowly nodded her head. "Yeah, Dan. I am."

"Tiffany," I said, "That would still be cheating."

She smiled and replied. "Not if I'm there, too."

"Holy Shit, Tiffy!" I exclaimed, "You want to watch!?"

"I'm not much of a watcher," she said.

"Are you suggesting a threesome!?"

"I am," she smiled and said.

This rocked me. I have never had a threesome. It certainly sounded intriguing. I knew Tiffy was great in bed, and Julia was beautiful. I wanted so badly to say 'Hell yeah!'. But what I said instead was "Have you asked Julia about that?"

She replied, "Yeah. She's on board with it. She thinks you're very handsome, and I told her you were good in bed."

"Damn, Tiffy, I don't know what to say," I said. "I've never done that. It's every man's dream, but I don't know. I mean, you're great in the sack, and I'm sure she is, too. But, to be honest, I don't think I can handle you both. I hate to admit that, but it's true. I'm a 60 year old man. You're both half my age. Ain't no way in hell I could keep up with you two."

"Well, we're both 30. Two 30's make 60," she said. "And you wouldn't have to keep up with both of us. You can screw one of us. Probably Julia, since she hasn't had a man in a while, and she can take care of me while you do. With fingers and tongue. I recall you're pretty damn good with fingers and tongue, too. With her and I both there, it's not cheating. It's playing together. Then next time we'd switch."

"Next time!?" I asked incredulously.

"Well, assuming you wanted to do it again." she said.

"Holy fuck, Tiffany! I gotta think about this," I said. But my mind was saying 'What the hell is there to think about? How can you possibly even consider turning down an opportunity like this?'

"Okay," she said. "I hope you agree to do it. It would mean so much to me. And Julia. You know it would be fun!"

"No doubt about that," I said. "I just don't know if I'm up to it."

"I'm quite certain you are," she said. "I've seen you in action."

"When are you thinking about this happening?" I asked.

"The sooner, the better," she said. "I'm horny as hell just thinking about it."

So was I. My dick was at half-mast just from this conversation. I said, "Okay. Sounds fantastic to me."

"I'll get Julia," Tiffany said. "She's going to be so happy!'

"Right now!!?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said. "Is that okay?"

"I guess there's no time like the present, as they say," I replied. As luck would have it, I had refilled my Cialis prescription earlier that day and it was in my truck. I had not needed it with Tiffany, because she was so damn hot. But I thought I would probably need it in my solo sex parties at home, with no hot girl there to provide extra stimulation, so I refilled it. I figured it might help now trying to keep up with these two horny young ladies. I told Tiffany I was going out to my truck to get it while she got Julia.

"Okay," she said. "I'm glad you agreed. I've missed being with you. This is gonna be great. It may be a few minutes before we're ready. Gotta get ready."

That was good. It would give the Cialis time to kick in. But it works almost instantly. "Okay. See you in a bit," I said. I went to my truck and Tiffany went to her bedroom.

I was nervous as hell. And scared I wouldn't be able to perform because of performance anxiety. I thought it would have been better if it just happened instead of talking about it and planning it. But I wasn't about to back out. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

I took my pill and went back in the house to wait on the girls. I was sitting on the couch when it hit me. Tiffany was getting revenge on me. For ending our relationship the way I did. Dammit! I'm such an idiot. How could I have possibly believed they wanted to have a threesome with me? I was just about to get up and leave to avoid humiliation when I heard Tiffany call out.

"Dan! You can come in now." I decided that I might as well face her and get it over with. If I didn't I would always feel the shame of her humiliating me. At least this way I could say I faced it and got through it. So I went to her bedroom and knocked on the door.

Tiffany said, "Come on in." I sucked it up and opened the door. Julia and Tiffany were laying on the king sized bed. WOW! Tiffany was wearing her red see-through negligee with the black panties and bra underneath. Julia had on a long, black see-through negligee, and black panties and bra. I didn't know where to look. They were both stunning.

Now I was confused again. Is this all part of the revenge, or is it really happening?

Tiffany asked, "You like what you see?"

"Most definitely," I replied.

"Well, then, get those clothes off and come on over here," she said. And patted the space between her and Julia.

While I was undressing, Julia leaned over and kissed Tiffany.

"I can't believe this is happening," I said. "Are you sure about this?"

"Oh, yeah. We're sure," they said almost in unison.

I took off my shoes, socks, shirt, and pants, and started climbing up on the bed.

"Oh, no," Tiffany said as she wagged a finger at me. "All of it." And pointed to my boxers.

I obliged and removed my underwear. My cock was at full attention. I climbed onto the bed between them. Julia said, "That's a mighty fine looking cock you got there, Dan. I haven't had one in a while. May I?"

I said, "It's all yours. Well, the two of you, anyway."

Julia took my cock in her hand and began stroking it. Tiffany rolled towards me and kissed me. I sucked her tongue into my mouth and put my arm around her waist, pulling her to me. I knew now this was real and not revenge. I started squeezing Tiffy's tits as Julia leaned over and kissed my cock. I heard her say, "I love your cock. It's beautiful."

Tiffany said, "Hey. Don't hog it all. You gotta share."

She pulled out of my arms and joined Julia in kissing my cock. They alternately kissed, and licked my cock, then my balls. Then they kissed each other while Julia stroked me and Tiffany fondled by balls. It was all I could do to keep myself from cumming immediately.

Julia took me into her mouth and started blowing me. Tiffany got up on her knees and pulled her negligee over her head. I reached out to fondle her breasts. I pulled her towards me so I could reach behind her and unclasp her bra. With her bra off, I pulled her down to where I could take a nipple into my mouth and suckle it. I fondled the other one.

Julia stopped sucking me and raised up. She reached over and put her hand on Tiffanys panty-clad ass. Tiffany raised up from me and leaned over to kiss Julia. As they were leaning across me kissing, I reached behind Julia to feel her ass. I started working her negligee up. She raised up off her knees to allow me to pull it up as it was a long one. She stopped kissing Tiffy long enough to pull her negligee over her head. Then they went back to kissing each other. I brought my hand to Julia's steaming hot cunt and felt her through her panties. I did the same to Tiffany on the other side.

Tiffany had my dick in her hand, then leaned over to take it in her mouth. I undid Julia's bra and pulled her down to suck her tits. Both girls were naked now except for panties. After about a minute, Tiffany raised up from sucking me. She reached over and lowered Julia's panties to her knees. Julia raised up so she could completely remove them. Tiffany rubbed Julia's pussy a little bit, then coaxed her leg over to straddle me. Julia straddled my hips and lowered her wet pussy towards my engorged cock. Tiffany held my dick in her hand and rubbed the head of it back and forth on Julia's cunt lips. Julia laid her head back and moaned. Then Tiffany guided my cock into Julia's ready and willing pussy. Julia eased down onto it. She sat still for a few seconds, then started to slowly move her hips back and forth. Tiffany kissed her and stroked her breast.

I was rubbing Tiffany's hot and wet pussy. I switched to fondling her tits. She stopped kissing Julia and leaned over to kiss me. Julia maintained a slow, steady rocking motion on my cock, which I appreciated. If she had sped up I would have had to give up and cum. But I didn't want to just yet.

Tiffany stopped kissing me, removed her panties, and straddled my face. I started licking her delicious pussy. I couldn't see if they were kissing, or fondling each other's tits, or both. But I knew they were enjoying each other in some way up there. And I was certainly enjoying them both. Tiffy was moving her pussy back and forth over my tongue and mouth. I licked her clit and nibbled it with my teeth. She screamed that she was cumming, and drenched my face with her delicious juices. She sat still a minute as I licked her clean. Then she extricated herself from my face.