They are all wearing black high heels and black dicktail dresses. The dresses are similar but with some differences in design that seem to fit their individual personalities. Vicky’s is down to her knees in length. It is form fitting which shows off her slender figure and curves. The top half of the chest is made of a lacey see through design, its got tight sleeves that go down to her wrists, also made from the transparent lace material. Her lips are red with lipstick, her mascara makes her blue eyes pop. Her long dark hair was straight and shiny.
Bella’s dress was an inch or two shorter than Vicky’s, ending before the knee. But while hers was also tight up top it was looser starting at the waist. The end frilled out, the type that would flare out if she twirled. It had short sleeves and went all the way up to her throat. Her blond hair was up in an elegant braid, which showed off her superb neckline and perfectly chiseled bone structure. Her plump lips were also adorned with red lipstick. The large diamond in her wedding ring sparkled even brighter when held against her black dress.
Despite having the smallest chest out of the three, Tina’s dress showed the most cleavage. It was sleeveless with two thin straps going over her shoulders. The back las cut low and the front was cut even lower. Like Vicky’s it was pretty much skin tight, unlike Vicky’s it stopped well before the knees. It was easily the shortest dress of the three. Her shorter blond hair with pink highlights in it was down, cut at the same angle as her sharp jaw line. She wore red lipstick also, although hers was a shade or two lighter, almost pink.
They all walked elegantly to the table, their heels clicking and clacking against the wooden floor. Vicky’s dress looks especially difficult to maneuver in but she made it look easy. She took the seat next to him. Tina takes the other seat next to him and Bella sits next to her husband.
“Wow, you all look beautiful.” He said to them.
The door in the hallway opens up and Mrs. Orton steps out.
What the fuck!
Mike would never say this out loud, but for the second time today Mrs. Orton rivals her younger daughters, possibly even outshines them.
She too was wearing black high heels and a black dicktail dress. Her dress is long and flowing. The Front opens up for her legs, allowing her to walk, but the back is long enough that it drags across the floor. The dress appears as if someone drizzled dark chocolate all over her body and then let it harden, showing her hour glass figure. The neckline is not too low, but low enough to reveal the tops of her round breasts and the valley they create. Her long blonde hair is down in soft waves. She was wearing a thin black gloves that extend almost to her elbows. Around her wrist is a pearl bracelet, a matching pearl necklace around her neck. Wrapped around once tightly around her neck, and a second time loosely. So loose that it trails down her front and disappears into the deep valley created by her succulent breasts.
Mike have seen those pearls before. She was wearing them the first time they fucked. She refers to it as the first time they had sex, but he refer to it as the first time she seduced him. Her hips was swaying from side to side as she walks to the oven and retrieves their meal. It’s one of her healthy vegetarian experiments.
For some reason when she sits at the table he felt much younger. Like a little boy again.
“I think this was a great idea Vicky.” Mrs. Orton says. “We all look excellent.”
Mrs. Orton calls on Jacob to say a blessing on the food and they dish up. Wearing fancy clothes improves the table manners as well, they keep their elbows off the table and ask politely for things to be passed to them rather than reaching across the table for them.
“Thank you so much for planning this trip Mother. It’s been amazing so far.” Bella said. They all agree with her.
“Don’t mention it. I’m just glad you could all make it.”
“Mom, what ever happened to that mystery guy you were seeing? I was expecting you to bring him.” Vicky said.
“It didn’t work out between us.” She replied.
“What? You seemed so happy.” Vicky says.
“Yeah. But we both knew it could never be anything serious. So, he broke it off.” She replies.
“His loss.” Vicky said. I hoped his recent tan was dark enough to cover his blush. “Seriously Mom, you are hot stuff. Don’t you think so?” Vicky directed the question at Mike.
“What?” He choke.
“Wouldn’t you date my Mom? She’s freaken sexy right?” Vicky asked.
“Uhm.. yeah. Your Mother is a very pretty lady.” He said.
“That’s not what I asked. Seriously, all of you girls are gorgeous. You’re already dating me, but wouldn’t you date any one of the girls at this table if you could?” Vicky asked him.
“I have never really thought about it.” He lied.
“But you will, would you? Yes or no?”
“he.. uh.. I suppose so.” He stammered.
Vicky smiled as if her point was made. He tried to keep himself busy with the meal. It actually doesn’t taste bad. Not filling at all, but not bad. “Can you imagine? You with one of my sisters? Or my Mom?! Ha, that would be crazy.”
He choke on his food momentarily. Luckily Jacob says something.
“Bella, do we have any more of these? I loves them.” Jacob’s referring to some kind of mashed up baby food.
“No. That’s our last one.” She responded.
Mike thanked goodness that it changed the topic of discussion to Bella’s baby for a while. Then Vicky and Mike are pestered for some time about when they are going to get pregnant. After, they speculate if Tina will ever settle down and have kids. They stray from topic to topic and Mike hope that the incredibly awkward one before has been forgotten. Mrs. Orton asks if anyone wants dessert. They all say no, besides Vicky has been rubbing his thigh underneath the table for the last five minutes.
He thought she has another type of dessert planned for the night and he owe it to her. They haven’t even fooled around once since they have been here. He hadn’t really noticed since he had been busy, but he was sure Vicky was wondering what happened to his usually over active libido.