Problems at Home

"I think my slutty step daughter wants to fuck me" Linda stated, loudly and for the whole table to hear. That statement distracted Dez so much she accidentally held onto the button controlling Riley's panties for much longer than she anticipated. Everyone other than Riley had turned to look at Linda, Riley quickly excused herself to use the bathroom. Dez released the button when she released Riley had left and turned to Linda.

"What?" Dez asked concern on her face but a devilish plan in her mind.

"Dezzy you're new around here, so so let me explain" Linda said as she continued to slur her words. She tipped back her drink and finished it, some margarita sliding past her lips, down her neck, and nestling between her two hefty fake breasts. "I have only been married for two years. My husband Randal works for a company in the middle east and is home only a few weekends out of the year. We met at a benefit, had a whirlwind romance, he's amazing in bed, and we were married within 3 months." She said enjoying all the attention on a story she no doubt had told every woman at the table again and again. "What I didn't know, and what he failed to mention while he fucked me silly, was that he had a daughter who had just recently finished high school and was going to college out of state. So, when I moved into this neighborhood I had no idea that she would be living with me during the summer."

"Last summer was horrible, we fought constantly, she spent most of the time either in her room or with her old friends. I never knew if she was coming home at night or not. Eventually we fell into a very somber rhythm of only speaking when necessary." Linda said, as she reflected on last summer. "That's one of the reasons I put together this weekly luncheon, I needed to meet people and get together with them to not feel so bad about myself."

"And it has been a blast Linda, a great distraction from all our stressful lives." Suki said trying to lighten the mood.

"You're welcome Suki. Anyway. this summer Laci's been completely different. She used to be this quiet, angry, brooding teenager, but now, well now frankly she a fucking whore!" Linda said, pounding her fist on the table spilling Riley's unattended drink. "She prances around the house in little to nothing at all, jean shorts that showcased her ass, her fucking thong poking out of the top, short skirts that if the wind catches them reveal she's got nothing on underneath. Tub tops, bikini tops, her nipples always poking through the fabric, and now she is so fucking clingy to me. Long hugs from behind, her breasts pressed against my back, her breath on my neck. Lingering cheeks kisses where her dark brown eyes lock onto mine, playfully squeezing or swatting my ass, I have no clue what is going on!"

As Linda described everything that was going on in her home, she began to blush. Her nipples hardened in her top, and she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, as if trying to hide her arousal. "It's hard, because I want her to like me, I want us to have a good relationship, but, but if she wants to FUCK me, how do I turn her away and not expect her to hate me again? Plus with Randal away, I have so much... built up... frustration, but I couldn't possibly fuck my husband's daughter, right?" Linda asked looking Dez right in the eye.

Dez knew that was exactly what she was going to do... but only under her careful guidance.

She reached out and rubbed Linda's arm softly. "Honey, we all know you would never do anything to disrupt your family, right girls?" She asked as the rest of the table nodded in agreement. "She may just be going through a phase, I know I was wild in college, and loved experimenting, you may just have to struggle through the hugs and kisses, until she grows up a little and realizes how that could effect your relationship with her."

"Dez she's out of control! I had to pick her up last week from a friend's coffee shop she always goes to. That place, Slow Grind, downtown. She was found licking her friend's pussy in one of the bathroom stalls by the owner! Thank god she was a close friend of mine and they didn't involve the police. She still goes there everyday and my friend has to keep a close eye on her, it's awful!"

"It's going to be okay, Lin. Thrill seeking behavior is normal for that age," Dez said, and then her phone went off. It was Riley, asking for help. "Shit girls, I gotta help Riley, she's in the bathroom and needs her pump." Dez rubbed Linda's shoulder again. "It'll get better hon, I know it will," and with a smile she grabbed Riley's bag and went into the house.