An erection lasting longer than four hours

Sandy stood up from her seat and it quickly became obvious what she meant, her slacks, a fashionable navy pair that hugged her hips which she was beginning to regret choosing, were tented out around her painfully obvious cock. The pants left almost nothing to the imagination, the tight fabric showing a clear outline of her erection down the side of one pant leg. Claire seemed shocked at the reveal, blushing slightly and turning away from Sandy to stare intently at anything else.

"Look at what you've done to me." Sandy purrs, her voice low and husky with arousal. "You're absolutely gorgeous Claire."

Claire coughs slightly, sputtering at the words coming out of her step daughters mouth and takes a sip of her wine to steady her nerves. "I don't think that it's appropriate to show your step mother something like that."

"I just want you to understand how beautiful you are." Sandy continues, moving around the table while Claire still pointedly looks elsewhere. "You could have any man, or woman, that you wanted. You deserve so much better than my dead-beat dad."

Claire was dumbstruck by what Sandy was saying, her mind still fighting with itself to overcome the feelings she had for Sandy's father and the obvious shared attraction between them. She's startled out of her stupor when she notices that Sandy has moved next to her, one hand reaching down to gently grasp her chin and turn her to meet her eyes, unable and unwanting to resist the action. She stared deeply into Sandy's gleaming green eyes, the hunger for her as plain as day, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Claire, I want to show you what you're really worthy of, you deserve a partner that loves and respects you."

"You don't mean?" Claire's words spill out in a somewhat shocked rush.

"Yes, I want to have sex with you." Sandy's voice is a low growl now, her hand still keeping their eyes locked together. "And based on your reaction to seeing me earlier, I think you don't dislike the idea."

"That wasn't-"

Sandy cuts her off, raising her hand to lay a finger softly across her lips. "Shhh, you don't need to pretend, Claire. I know you want this as much as I do."

Claire's heart is beating out of her chest, her mind awash with a mixture of emotions, the impropriety of it all battling against the lust she has for the beautiful young woman in front of her. Slowly, Sandy leans down to lay a kiss on her lips, Claire knows that she should stop this right here but she finds herself unable to move, instead only focusing on how inviting Sandy's lips look, how soft they would feel against her own.

Their lips meet and all of Claire's inhibitions disappear, Sandy's tongue delicately moving to press against hers, her lips parting to allow it access, a soft moan of need escaping to be swallowed down eagerly by the younger girl. The kiss rapidly heats up, the arousal and desperation of the two women becoming clearly apparent, it has been quite some time since someone had kissed her like this. Phil had been such a romantic when they first met, taking her out for lovely dinners, always bringing her flowers or other gifts, spending weekends travelling together to new wonderful locations. But after they got married all of the romance disappeared, he spent longer at the office, many nights not coming home until Claire had already gone to bed and their love life had all but faded away, any attempts to make love quickly quashed by some excuse of needing to get up early or being too tired.

The entire thing left Claire feeling very unfulfilled, their marriage not at all turning out to be what she had desired and as a woman in her prime she felt like she had been neglected. Luckily, it seemed like Sandy would be an answer to all of her desires and more, the young woman was absolutely stunning, her impressive frame filled out in all the right places with muscles and curves. Claire had never felt any real attraction towards women before but something about Sandy just drove her wild, all the bulging muscles and smooth curves coming together in a delightful way.

Claire melted into the kiss, content to let Sandy lead, letting out a startled gasp that quickly turns into another moan of pleasure as Claire pulls her to her feet, wrapping her in a strong embrace. The wonderful feeling of those powerful arms all around her and the hungry kiss make her knees feel weak, her head spinning with hazy lust. Held close to her like this, Claire can clearly feel the erection straining away in Sandy's trousers, the proof of her arousal painfully obvious. Something about that felt amazing to her, she had forgotten what it had felt like to be desired, to have a partner that wanted you as badly as you wanted them.

Sandy pulled back from their kiss, leaving Claire panting for her air in her arms, staring up in adoration into her eyes. One of Sandys hands comes to grasp her own, the larger fingers intertwining with her own dainty set, she tenderly but firmly moves her hand, leading it down to her crotch where she lays it on her waiting erection, the thick cock pulsing in response to her touch. She can feel the heat of it through the trousers, each gentle movement of her fingers answered in turn by a throb, the sheer virility of the cock abundantly obvious despite the fabric between them.

"You like it don't you?" Sandy says, her lips forming into a playful grin. "How about you take it out for me?"