Meal with the girls

You pulled the car to a stop in front of a nice place on the water, and you put your hand on Camila’s lower back, and she shivered.

“U-Uncle Seth...” she moaned. Elena laughed and shared a kiss with you. Daniela walked up and held out a Sharpie to you. You kissed her thankfully, and she caressed your abs while the kiss deepened.

“Mmm, Daddy...” Daniela said breathily, and your cock throbbed. Your daughter giggled and wiggled her hips enticingly.

“Enough, girls.” Elena chided playfully. You dropped your hand from your niece’s soft skin, and slid your arm around the torso of your pseudo-wife. After all, it seemed the Garcias all recognized you as Elena’s husband, so why not roll with it. Jaime stepped up beside his mother.

“Hey, Mom. Is it cool if I invite my friend and his girl here for lunch?” Jaime asked Elena. She shrugged.

“Ask your father.” she winked at you. Jaime immediately turned towards you.

“Well?” Jaime asked. You smirked at the rush of power you got, seeing your once best friend defer to you.

“Sure.” you nodded. Jaime grinned and started texting. Elena did a head count.

“So, that’s 7, if you count Jaime’s friends.” she murmured to herself as the group walked up to the host.

“Ah, hello.” the host said, fumbling on his words, his gaze on Elena. She smiled sweetly.

“Table for 7.” she said.

“Perfect. We have a table out on the waterfront for you.” the host said, eager to please. Daniela slipped her hand into yours, and you squeezed it. A comforting, almost paternal gesture, except for the sexual energy crackling between you and her.

The enthralled host led you to a table with a gorgeous view. You pulled out a chair for Elena, and slid into the one beside her. Daniela sat on your other side, and across from her was Camila. Jaime sat at the other end, and there were two chairs between him and his cousin.

You chatted with the Garcia family for about fifteen minutes before Jaime’s friends showed up. You didn’t know either of them, but that wasn’t too surprising, given the fact Jaime was a bit more popular at school than you were. However, you did have plans to change that, though they hadn’t been enacted yet.

The girl who sat down and smiled at you politely was stunning, however.

“Hey. I’m Jaime’s stepfather, Seth.” you introduced yourself. The girl’s boyfriend wolf-whistled, checking out Elena. The girl rolled her eyes.

“I’m Mara Holt.” the girl introduced herself. Mara Holt was gorgeous. She had beautiful, quite full tits, for a girl only in high school. She had lovely red hair, and a pretty face that radiated warmth. She was tall, too, just a little shorter than you were, unlike people like Bethany or Camila, who were short. Her clothes were enticing as well, a light maroon tank top that clung to her tits tightly and rode up on her stomach, more of a crop top than a tank top. Another fun bonus was that one of the straps was hanging off her shoulder. On her shapely legs, she wore only ripped denim shorts, but they weren’t as whorish as most girls’ ripped jean shorts.

“So, Mara. What sort of stuff do you do in school?” you asked, leaning forwards. Elena barely suppressed a smirk.

“Well, I do some volunteer work at the homeless shelter. Um, I’m interested in science, I guess. How about you?” Mara deflected.

“What about cheerleading?” you asked innocently.

“What? I’m not a cheerleader.” Mara laughed.

“Oh, my bad. I just assumed, from how beautiful you are, the squad would have scooped you up.” you shrugged.

“Wow, thanks! No, I’m not a cheerleader. I’m fact, I’m kind of an introvert.” Mara confessed. You glanced at her boyfriend.

“Yeah, I know. What’s an introvert doing dating the star pitcher, Shane Blue?” Mara rolled her eyes.

“Because you’re stunning.” you said huskily, and Mara blushed faintly. Elena smiled leaned against you, and your arm wrapped around her shoulders.

The lunch continued along the same way. A big group chat, where you showered Mara with compliments and attention, until she giggled at every one of your shitty jokes, blushed darkly whenever you looked at her lustfully, and shivered whenever you brushed her arm. Her boyfriend was oblivious. He and Jaime chatted like old friends the whole lunch. Yes, you could have just written your name on her arm. But something about seducing her by your own merits was like a dopamine rush for you. Knowing that Elena Garcia was not only pregnant with your child, but widely accepted as your wife, was even more of a pleasure high. Especially now that Daniela called you Daddy, and Camila called you Uncle Seth.

Everything was going amazing, you decided. Well, until a person from your past walked in, and spoke to you.

“Hi, Seth.”. Just like that, your perfect world started to crumble.

——————-

A/N Would anyone be interested in a furry story? I have a couple of ideas, but want to see the response to it before I start serious planning.

Does anybody know which model is Mara Holt?