"Mrs Miller, this salad is delicious."
The woman smiled at her future son-in-law and accepted his compliment graciously. Roxie watched her admiringly, wishing she could have the grace and elegance of her mother. Sadly, they couldn't be more different. Where her mother was petite and lean, Roxie was all soft plump curves, like a pin-up cartoon. Her mother was quiet and soft-spoken, while Roxie was loud and abrasive. And while her mother had beautiful peachy skin and blonde hair, Roxie had inherited her father's Mediterranean complexion and his stubborn curly hair. She didn't mind that much anymore, though.
Not since she'd met Jake, her hot stunning husband-to-be. Tall and strong, with lean muscles and a wide frame, he had a smile that still made her melt. She watched his full lips as he smiled back at her mother and longed to feel them on her body, teasing and kissing in those ways only he knew how to. Her father was old fashioned and they were not allowed to share a bedroom in his house until they were married. Knowing her father, Roxie hadn't dared sneak into his room, so for the last 5 days, she'd had to satisfy herself, but even that wasn't great because her room was next to her parents' and she feared she might be heard.
So sitting down for their breakfast in the garden with her parents, she almost jumped when she felt Jake's hand touch her knee under the table. She looked at him with wide eyes, but he was very casually chatting with her dad about cars. As he was listening to the old man's stories about his car collection, Jake's hands travelled higher on her leg, his fingers finding their way under her skirt. She bit into a bagel to stop herself from moaning. Deprived of his touch for so long, her body responded to him with hunger and she felt her pussy lips swelling with the delicious ache of desire.
"Right," said her dad, his booming voice making her jump and blush, as if she'd been caught. "I have one call to make, sugar, and then we can head to the club. Boy, I've missed playing golf with my daughter!" he said to Roxie, smiling widely. "I'll be ready in 10."
"Better make that 15," said her mum, collecting their plates. "You know what he's like when he talks business."
"Uhm, right," replied Roxie. "I'll go freshen up and find my clubs, then."
Left alone with his future mother-in-law, Jake felt suddenly awkward.
"Here, Mrs Miller, let me help you clean up."
"Oh, Jake, I'd really like it if you called me Susan. My mother in law is Mrs Miller."
"Uhm.. Susan," Jake relented.
"Thank you," the woman smiled, touching his arm softly. "And you don't need to help me here. Better go and see what Roxie is up to, she will likely not find her clubs in time, that girl is the least organised person I know."
Jake didn't wait to be told twice and found his way upstairs. He heard Roxie in the bathroom brushing her teeth and he gave a soft knock before opening the door and stepping quickly inside.
"What are you doing here?" Roxie said, wiping her mouth. "If daddy catches us together, he'll kill you."
"Well then," Jake whispered. "We better make it worth it, then."
He locked the door and pushed Roxie against the wall, kissing her deeply.
"Jake..." she moaned when he broke the kiss. "Don't tease me."
"I wasn't planning on it," he replied, a mischievous smile on his face. "I had something else in mind. We have 10 minutes so we'll have to be quick."
Before she could say anything, Jake pushed her polo t-shirt up over her chest and pulled down a bra cup, releasing her voluptuous tit.