Some wining and dining

After her plan had gone over so successfully it was time to bring it all together, she would really pull out all the stops for her step mother, make her a nice dinner with a good bottle of wine and then really lay on the charm. While changing she was pretty sure she heard the muffled sounds of Claire pleasuring herself in the shower, it seemed like her little display had had the effect she was hoping for. She quickly got changed into a nicer outfit, wearing a pair of slacks and a nice button up and headed downstairs, after checking out the pantry it seemed like neither Claire nor her father were too inclined towards cooking, still she had worked with less and she figured she could scrape something together. After a curiously long time, Claire made her way back downstairs, she was wearing a wonderful looking dress that hugged her body in just the right way, it made Sandy wonder if she was the type of person who always dressed up while at home or maybe her plan to seduce Claire was already working.

"Oh Sandy, you didn't have to cook something!" Claire remarks when she sees Sandy at work in the kitchen. "I would've taken you out somewhere to eat."

"Nonsense, there's nothing like some good old-fashioned home cooking. Besides this gives us more time to get to know each other."

So the evening passed with Sandy cooking and Claire hanging out and chatting, it really surprised Sandy just how well they got along, the woman was smart and a wonderful conversationalist, though it seemed like she spoke a lot she was a surprisingly astute listener and it turned out that she had done a lot of research about Sandy in preparation for her homecoming. Sandy had cooked them a somewhat basic, in her mind, pasta dish that seemed to absolutely wow Claire and after it was ready they relocated into the dining room. They had opened a bottle of wine early in the night which quickly turned into a second and a third, Sandy made sure that Claire's glass was never empty, she didn't need her to be drunk but if she wanted this seduction go off smoothly she would take any advantage she could get.

Their wonderful evening continued without a hitch until the topic somehow changed to her father, Claire telling the story about how she had met Phil with Sandy chiming in with the occasional derogatory comment directed his way. Claire gave a little wince every time she would say something mean about him, didn't she realize how much of a piece of shit her dad was? She deserved so much better than him.

"You really shouldn't speak so poorly of your father, he's not so bad."

"You don't get it, Claire." Sandy responded, getting a little frustrated at the ongoing topic. "You only just met him, I've known him my whole life."

"He's a nice guy Sandy, you should give him another chance."

"He's not Claire!" Sandy almost yells, her voice getting more impassioned with each passing moment. "You don't understand."

"What don't I understand?"

Before she can stop herself, she finds herself blurting out. "He's cheating on you."

All the air feels like it's been sucked from the room, Claire's face which Sandy had grown so used to seeing smiling was now twisted in a frown, slight tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

"I know." She whispers back.

"What do you mean you know?" Sandy finds herself yelling, all the repressed feelings of watching her mom suffer through indignity after indignity coming bubbling up.

"I mean, I suspected as much." Claire says, fighting back tears as she does so. "The late nights at work? The strange phone calls at all hours? He's seemed so distant lately."

"Fuck him then, why don't you get divorced?"

"It's not that easy Sandy, a woman my age can't just-"

"Bullshit." Sandy cuts in, leaving Sarah shocked. "You're absolutely gorgeous Claire, you deserve better."

Claire's face blushes at those words, the raw emotion in Sandy's voice leaving her speechless. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Claire."

"You don't mean that." Claire says demurely, struggling to make eye contact with her.

"I do, Claire." Sandy says standing up from the table, her chair making a scraping noise as she pushes it back startling Claire into looking up and meeting her eyes. "I can show you."