Steve passionately agrees

Steve gave Jennifer a smirk, "Why don't we go today?"

Her eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped. "Today, really.. TODAY?"

Steve chuckled and replied. "Why not. I have always lived under the motto 'When you really want something, why wait, just go out to take it.'" There was a pause as he looked around the room before he spoke up again. "In fact, I have an outfit that I have been saving for something special that you can wear," he continued, heading up the stairs.

Jennifer rushed up the stairs and started packing, and within two hours, she was dressed, had Stevey, and they were on the six-hour drive back to her childhood home.

Jennifer was pleased with Steve's choice, if a bit surprised. It was a form-fitting black strapless leather dress that was fitted high, showing off a lot of her beautiful muscular thighs, coming down just below her ass.

The dress accented her big muscular ass, toned shoulders, and thin waist and showed off her big breasts, showing just the right amount of cleavage.

He had also bought her some knee-high leather boots, which, like the dress, fit perfectly. Jennifer looked in the mirror and was amazed; it was like this outfit had been made just for her, and it had been.

Steve had shared pictures of her and measurements with a custom tailor. This outfit was created in exchange for Steve sending two of his most beautiful strippers home to a friend who created custom clothing.

Jennifer had gained a few pounds since it was made, which made it even more form-fitting, made her ass fill it even more fully, and made her tits even more pronounced. It was, in effect, perfect; Jennifer had never felt more beautiful in an outfit. She was confident her father would love it.

She wore more comfortable clothing on the drive up to her parents' place and changed not far away in the back seat of Steve's Mazarati.

The outfit had its desire affected; the moment her father (William) laid eyes on her, he pulled her inside without saying a word. Leaving Steve holding Stevy and her Mother (Melissa) behind on the doorstep.

Melissa gathered Stevy from his father's hands. "I am guessing from her outfit you are not John."

Steve smiled as she led him into the house. "I guess I can't get that past you. But I am Stevy's biological father."

Without looking at him, she put the baby in a living room crib. Steve could already hear the sounds of her father violently fucking Jennifer in one of the bedrooms.

Jennifer's mother replied in a sensual tone, "If that's the case, would you be opposed to joining me in one of our bedrooms?"