A New World Part 8 - Sex Stories

A New World Part 8

... of her blonde curls filled my nostrils as her hands slid down my back and playfully squeezed my ass. “It’s good to see both of you again,” she smiled, and turned to lead us through an arched doorway into the large dining room, her high heeled boots clacking on the marble as she walked. A man was waiting for us in the dining room. He looked to be in his late forties or early fifties, with wavy salt and pepper hair and wore a dark suit and tie. “Riley, Will, this is my husband, Raymond,” Kate introduced him. I was surprised, I’d never heard any mention of Kate being married. I wondered if my mother even knew. Riley said hello and I nodded in his direction. “It’s very nice to meet both of you,” Raymond bowed stiffly, “Welcome to our home.” Kate invited us to sit at the long table while Raymond excused himself to finish preparing dinner. Kate sat at the head of the table with Riley to her right and I took a seat beside Riley. “I talked to your mother the other day. I’m afraid I said too much, I had no idea she didn’t know about you two. I hope I didn’t cause any problems for you,” Kate explained. I shook my head, “No it’s fine, I just had to do a little explaining, and Riley has to meet her at dinner Sunday.” Kate reached out to touch Riley’s arm, “Oh she’s a lovely woman, you’ll love her,” she smiled. “I’m sure I will,” Riley said, with a half hearted smile. Raymond returned from the kitchen carrying three plates and sat one before each of us, “My specialty, Lobster New-berg,” ...

... he announced with a slight bow. The food looked delicious and smelled even better. Raymond left the room and returned with a plate for himself and joined us at the table. I’d never had lobster before, and eagerly took my first bite. “Wow Raymond, this is amazing. I’ve never tasted anything so good,” I exclaimed. “Yes, wonderful as always dear,” Kate smiled at her husband. “Yeah, you’re a great cook,” Riley added. “Thank you all very much, I’m glad you like it,” Raymond replied, blushing slightly. The food was so good, nobody said much during the meal. When we had finished, Raymond cleared the dishes and returned with dessert. The best cheesecake I have ever tasted topped with fresh berries. Raymond received another round of compliments on his culinary abilities, and again blushed slightly. He refilled each of our wine glasses before taking his seat and enjoying his own decadent creation. Again, when everybody was finished, Raymond gathered the dishes and carried them into the kitchen. As the kitchen door swung shut behind him, we heard the distinct sound of china shattering. Kate looked up alarmed, “Raymond dear, are you alright?” Raymond poked his head through the door, “I’m fine. I broke a plate,” he answered, sheepishly. Kate’s normally cheery expression turned stern, “The china we bought in London?” Raymond lowered his head and stared at the floor, “Yes ma’am.” “Well, you know what to do,” Kate said coldly. Raymond nodded and disappeared back into the kitchen. The sudden ...