Sweet old step-dad will be back early tomorrow. Better brainstorm a plan.

Sitting down next to Micaela, Jamie felt a little self-conscious - the dress was decidedly more fluttery than anything she had ever worn, and without underwear, the futa felt almost naked as her cock lay between her thighs. But all of this was forgotten once the heavenly smell of her mother's stir fry hit her nose. Shovelling a mountain of it on her plate, Jamie began hungrily wolfing down the delicious food, interspersed by big gulps of water from her glass. Micaela and Anne, who was sitting across the latina, ate at a more sedate pace, allowing them to talk with each other, the older woman finally pulling the apron back over her titanic jugs.

"Damn, Jamie must have been really hungry..." the latina commented on the speed with which the futa shoveled stir fry into her mouth.

"Of course, she's, like, going through a lot," Jamie's mother replied. "Also, there's all the fucking. That's pretty exhausting after all!"

Jamie coughed, nearly **** on her food, and Micaela slapped her back, trying to help.

"Are you alright, guapa? Need the Heimlich?"

The futa shook her head, instead washing down the offending bite with her water.

"I'm fine," Jamie said hoarsely. "Just not... just not used to this kind of... table talk."

"Aww, like, how cute!" Anne laughed warmly. "All flustered and stuff!"

"Don't tease her so much, Anne. My guapa's going to need time to get adjusted to all this."

"I know, it's just, like, so much fun! But I'll try not to do it as much and stuff."

"Good enough, I guess... But you said on the phone you had something important to talk about?"

"Uh-hum," Jamie's mother nodded, suddenly a lot more serious. "You and I, we, like, totally love Jamie, right? But Edward... I dunno how he's going to take this. We need to come up with a way to, like, get him on board."

"You're right, that would be a problem... My guapa's amazing, but just going 'Edward, meet Jamie, your son is now your daughter' is not going to end well..."

"Totally, right? Sooo, I was thinking that maybe we can, like, think of something. I tried, but it's, like, suuuper hard to think about things that aren't law stuff or sex or yummy cum for some reason..."

Hearing about how her cum had affected her mother beyond the obvious made Jamie cringe, her eating slowing down. Had she... had she made her mother stupid?!

"I mean, I'm totally not dumb or anything, it's just, like, my titties are so sensitive, and my pussy feels so hot all the time, and cum is so tasty, it's reeeaaally hard to concentrate most of the time!"

"I get you, Anne... I keep thinking about Jamie's incredible cock all... the... time..." Micaela replied wistfully, stealing a glance at the bulge in question. Jamie felt her face grow hot and decided to contentrate on eating again.

"Okay, back on topic. What do we do about Edward?" the latina said, furrowing her brows in thought.

"Well, we, like, have until tomorrow evening - today, he's coming back really late. And, y'know, I do have an idea, but Jamie probably won't like it..."

"Really? Tell me," Micaela replied inquisitively.

"She should, like, totally fuck him!"

This sent Jamie in a proper coughing fit, Micaela slapping her back throughout, her mother ineffectually flailing about on the other side of the table.