Well done, with a side of sex

Tiffany gets up and starts to head out. You put your cock back into your pants, watching cum continue to roll down her legs as you follow along. Tiffany leads you through the maze towards the main staircase as you two laugh over what Rebecca must have been thinking during that call. At the bottom of the stairs stands Tiffany's mother. She grabs Tiffany and lectures her about keeping up appearances, even with her father. She pulls you aside and tells you that her father has no idea of your arrangement so play it smart like you're actually tutoring her or else she'll "bury your body so far that no one will ever find it and believe me, they'll blame your parents when I'm done with you."

When her mother moves forward, you look at Tiffany and start mockingly repeating her threats. Tiffany tries to stifle a laugh as you two enter the dining area. There you see a grand table organized with a feast and a smaller six person table that's clearly for regular occasions. Tiffany explains that "mother sits at the head of the table, father sits on the opposite side and normally, her, her older sister and her older brother take up the other seats." Her parents already started and finished their plates and are clearly waiting on you two to eat. Her mother directs you two so that she sits at the head of the table, you sit to her right, Tiffany to your right and her father sits on the opposite side. The other side remains empty while the staff move in and out with plates.

Her father (the mayor in your universe) is a very distinguished gentleman. Very old fashioned, he wears a tuxedo to even family dinners and eats quietly while eying you two coming into the room. He remarks, "one day and already my daughter cannot keep herself to our family's schedule. Not a good first impression, young man."

Tiffany only looks down so you try to speak, "Sorry, sir, my fault entirely, we lost track of time discussing other classmates and our plans for the year. Tiffany and I would not actually be considered 'close friends' before this year so there's a learning curve and we found out a number of interests we have together and just got distracted. I respect the fact that she decided that she wanted her senior year to be different than the past and different than what most of our classmates are doing."

Luckily for you, you are left-handed so while you speak and eat with your left hand, you manage to move your right hand to push Tiffany's dress up again. Her father tilts his head towards you in clear disapproval while Tiffany shoots a dagger at you before rolling her eyes and raising herself a bit to allow you to move her dress up.

You continue on while using your right hand to invade Tiffany's honey pot yet again. She's incredibly wet with a mix of your prior cum still inside her. You move your fingers further inside, and can tell that she's already starting to get warm again. Her father interrupts the silence to state, "Well, let's also note that you did not have the proper attire. Our staff provided you with respectable clothing, I don't know whether this was part of the arrangement with my wife but you may keep it. Either way, I'm still not certain I understand the need for you to remain inside the house all this weekend. You family isn't exactly upper crust material but I just want to make sure there's no funny business going on here. You aren't actually interested in dating this young man, are you, dear? I mean, both your mother and I were chaste and made sure to save ourself for our wedding night regardless of any temptations --."

Across the table, Tiffany's mother coughs the water she was drinking. You form a smile as you know her dirty little secret. She tries to regain her composure and responds, "Honey, I already went over the detailed ground rules with Mr. Doe and in writing as well. He is well aware of what he is and is not entitled to do. As you and I know, Tiffany is a good student but she's been the baby of the family and she's not like her siblings. I say we respect her fortitude in coming to us to admit that she needs additional help her senior year so she can be prepared for college..."

Meanwhile, you start moving a second finger into Tiffany. At the same time, she's right-handed so she continues to eat with fork in her right hand and deftly moves her left hand under the table to unzip your pants. You feel her reach in and pull your cock as her husband interrupts, "Yes, dear but I do not understand why Mr. Doe, nothing personal young man, makes sense as a tutor. He is at her grade level, is he not? Why not hire someone older, with the proper education, the proper qualifications, someone who will actually be able to prepare her for...."

Tiffany's left hand strokes you cock softly moving up and down while her eyes remain stoicly fixed on her father. You cock hardens at how absolutely depraved this former virgin has gotten today while you two freely masturbate each other during this formal dinner. Your eyes check on her mother who seems more engaged in playing her husband than what you two are doing. The staff members however move deftly around and give you both a smirk as Tiffany's pussy tightens and she tries not to pant.

Her mother interrupts again, in a tone that parents have when they want to talk around you but not to you, stating, "Again, Tiffany isn't in trouble in school, is she? She simply wants to review her material with a classmate of hers and John here - Mr. Doe, whatever - is a pleasant and quite mature young man in many ways. Tiffany could just spend time with her girlfriends after school but she's instead offering to be tutored and entirely within this house where the staff can keep an eye on the two of them."

After the staff clears both yours and Tiffany's plates, her father continues, "Children, if you are finished, you may go. My wife and I have more to discuss. First, I do not understand why he cannot simply return home tonight. Why do they need to study in Tiffany's room? Where is he staying?"

You remove your fingers from inside Tiffany and clean your right hand on your napkin while looking into her eyes with a smile. Tiffany though uses her left hand aggressively on your cock and when she squeezes your cock just slightly at the base, you just cum right there. You feel the cum spray up from your penis and hit the underside of the table and then falls back onto your cock, your pants and on her hand. You and Tiffany both freeze right there but it seems like the two parents are too engrossed in their antics to pay attention.

As you watch Consuela the maid pass and give you an evil eye, her mother continues, "Because dear, that is where she studies now. John is accommodating her schedule and her preferences. And he's staying in the bedroom across from hers, obviously dear. It would be inappropriate otherwise."

You look over at Tiffany and motion your head towards your cocky mess to signal her your fear. Tiffany figures out that you're a complete mess so she 'accidentally' tips her water glass left, causing it to spill along the table and slightly onto you. She immediately apologizes and gets up while both parents roll their eyes and continue in more raised (but still reserved) tones across the table as each other. You move your chair back and with Tiffany in front of you, you slide back and you two move quietly backwards with her in front of your cum-stained mess of pants all the way until you get just outside.