Lunch with the In-Laws

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Featured Review on this writing by Amy F. Turner

Dave and Diane have lunch with her parents. From Muscles, Money, and Sex.

Dave waited at the foot of the stairs for Diane. He saw the graceful figure of his wife walking down the stairs.  When she reached Dave, they shared a quick kiss.

She wore a backless blue multipattern sundress with spaghetti straps, two knee-high side slits and a scoop neckline that revealed her deep cleavage. Her hair was loose about her shoulders and she wore nude stiletto sandals

Dave’s eyes locked on Diane’s deep cleavage and he felt his hormones rush. I am getting a hard-on, he thought. He caught a slight smirk on her face and thought, What a little tease.

“How do I look?” Diane asked as she twirled around.

 “Very fetching, very fetching, indeed,” Dave replied.

“Thank you,” Diane said. “We need to get going. I don’t want us to be late for our lunch with Mom and Dad.”

In the limo, Diane asked Dave, “Do you have your business plan with you?”

Dave reached into his pocket and pulled out a flash drive. “Right here.”

“Dad’ll want to see it after lunch.”

The limo arrived at the home of Diane’s parents. They greeted the couple warmly and everyone sat down for lunch on the veranda. Robert asked Dave if he had his business plan for the gym chain he was planning. Dave said yes and Robert said they would look at it after lunch.

“I must say, Diane, you’re very lovely in that sundress,” Linda said. “Where did you get it?”

“I got it and the shoes from,” she replied. “It has some great clothes and accessories. Why don’t you take a look at it later?”

“I’ll certainly do that,” Linda said. “Dave, have you heard anything about that movie role you’re interested in?” she asked.

“No, I haven’t. There are a lot of other bodybuilders trying to land it, so I may not get it.”

“Dave, don’t be a pessimist. The role is yours. You’re the only one who can do it. If the producers cast anyone else the movie will fail and they’ll have no one to blame but themselves,” Diane said.

“Please, no disagreements. Let’s enjoy our lunch, shall we?” Robert urged.

“Diane, I have a new chicken stew recipe you may want to try. I’ve tried it and it’s very delicious,” Linda said.

“Thanks, Mom. Email it to me and I’ll try it out.”

The lunch ended and Dave and Robert went to his study to discuss his business plan. Diane and Linda sat on a sofa in the living room and chatted while they had coffee. “I hope your father likes Dave’s business plan.”

Diane replied, “He will. I’ve seen the business plan and it’s very well laid out. Getting Dad’s backing should be no problem.”

Linda asked Diane, “I’m curious. You were very emphatic that Dave will get that movie role but he’s doubtful. Why are you so convinced he’ll get it?”

“I should have shown you this earlier,” Diane said as she put her coffee cup on the coffee table and pulled out her smartphone. She pulled up an image and handed the phone to her mother. “One picture is worth a thousand words, to use the old cliché.”

Linda’s eyes widened. “He looks like Dave. Who is he?” she exclaimed.

“He’s called Garth and he’s the British comic strip superhero that Dave wants to portray.” Diane indicated the image. “That’s why I’m convinced he’ll get the role. I’m also convinced it will make him a star,” Diane replied.

“Your Dad will have to see this,” Linda said. She looked at the image again. “You’re right. Dave would be perfect for the role and the producers would be fools if they cast some else.”

“By the way, Dave and I strongly suspect the cartoonist based his rendition on Dave,” Diane said.

“It would seem so,” Linda said.

Dave and Robert joined Linda and Diane.  They sat down opposite the two women and poured themselves coffee. “How did it go?” Diane asked.

“It went well. Your Dad had some suggestions that I’ll incorporate in the plan.”

“Once it’s been tweaked, I’ll give it financial backing,” Robert said.

“That’s wonderful,” Linda exclaimed.

“Thank you, Dad, thank you very much,” Diane said.

Linda held up Diane’s smartphone. “You need to see this,” she said to Robert.

He looked at the image and said, “Who is this?”

“It’s a British comic strip superhero called Garth. That’s the role Dave wants in the film version” Linda explained.

 “Dave, I have no doubt you’ll get it because you and he look like twins. I agree, if you’re not cast as Garth, the movie will fail,” Robert told him.

“Remember that old saying: ‘Don’t count your chickens before they hatch.” Diane was silent.

“That’s true but we’re convinced the role is yours,” Linda said. Diane interjected, “Thanks, Mom.”

Dave smiled, “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

Dave and Diane left but not before she hugged her father and said, “Thanks, Dad.”

In the limo returning home, “I’m very proud of you, Dave,” Diane said. “Dad will give you the financial backing for your gym chain.”

“You mean it’s not our chain?” Dave replied facetiously.

Diane laughed. “It’s your chain, muscleman. I can help, though. I can cut ribbons with the best of them or I can be the spokesmodel.”

“I may take you up on that. Look how Betty helped Joe build his empire. You can do the same.”

“If you need me, I’m available,” Diane said.

Dave changed the subject. “I told your Dad I would pay back every cent of his money.”

“Dad knows that; he’s not worried about that.” Diane replied and gave Dave a kiss on the cheek.

“We have the rest of the afternoon ahead of us; what do you think we should do?” she asked.

Dave had a wide grin on his face. “First, fuck each other’s brains out,” he replied as he thrust his finger in her cleavage and ran it back and forth.

 “Darling, you say the cleverest things,” Diane replied as she ran her index finger between his thighs and groped Dave’s crotch. She gently squeezed it and put her hand on it. “Ah…you’re rising to the occasion,” she remarked in a satisfied tone.

“There’s more where that came from, darling,” Dave said.

Diane laughed. “You stole my line but I love you anyway.”

Dave lifted Diane onto his lap. She crossed her legs and ran her fingers through Dave’s platinum locks. “My, what beautiful hair you have.”

“Awe…you’re making me blush,” Dave replied facetiously.

“Sometimes I envy your hair,” Diane declared.

“You can always go platinum and we’d be a matched set.”

“Now, what did you say about not tinkering with perfection?” Diane said.

“Touché, musclewoman,” Dave said. He nuzzled and kissed Diane’s shoulder and neck and gave her a long kiss. They shared a few quick kisses and Diane nuzzled Dave’s neck and sank her teeth into his earlobe. As she and Dave shared a long kiss, she thrust her tongue into Dave’s mouth. Their mouths pulled apart and Dave slid his hand down the front of Diane’s dress and groped her breasts. As they shared another long kiss, Dave’s tongue rested on Diane’s.

The limo reached the mansion and holding hands, the couple entered it. At the foot of the stairs, Dave suddenly slung Diane over his shoulder. As he walked up the stairs to their bedroom, he heard his wife say, “Keep up the good work, muscleman.”

In the bedroom, Dave put his wife down and took her in his arms. After a long kiss, the bodybuilder slipped the straps of the dress off the blonde’s shoulders. Dave reached around and unzipped it; Diane wiggled out of it and kicked it aside.

Dave reached for Diane’s stick on bra. “Uh. ah,” Diane said as she playfully slapped at Dave’s hands. “Not until the t-shirt comes off.”

Dave smiled and bent over; “Do the honors, honey,” he said. Diane laughed. “You stole my line but I love you anyway.” She pulled off Dave’s t-shirt and he stood upright. The bodybuilder blew her a kiss and saw Diane lick her lips; he heard her murmur, “What a beautiful chest.”

Diane blew a kiss at Dave and said, “Do the honors, muscleman.” Dave pulled off the bra and observed that her nipples had stiffened. Gazing at Diane’s breasts, the muscleman declared, “What a pair of tits.” He cupped her breasts in his hands and gave her a long kiss. As Dave fondled Diane’s breasts, he asked, “How does that feel?”

“Heavenly, darling,” was the immediate reply. Dave took Diane’s rigid nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and wiggled her breasts up and down. He released them and Diane offered Dave a breast saying, “Suck on this, muscleman.” Dave took the proffered breast in his mouth and sucked until satiation. He dropped the breast from his mouth; Diane offered her other breast. “Alright, muscleman, suck! “she urged as his mouth closed over the nipple. He again sucked until satiation.

He dropped the breast from his mouth and Diane said, “Get those jeans off.” Dave pulled off his Nikes and socks, then removed his jeans. Dave laughed when he saw Diane’s left pec bounced up and down and heard her say, “I love you, Dave.”  “I love you, Diane,” he said as his left pec bounced up and down. He bounced his right pec up and down and bounced both pecs together several times. On his last bounce, he tensed them.  “Awesome,” Diane said when Dave relaxed them.

Diane ran her index finger down Dave’s pec cleavage and under his pecs. She showered the chest muscles with kisses and ran her tongue over them repeatedly. As Diane massaged Dave’s pecs she murmured, “No gyno.” Dave replied, “And there will never be any.” Diane rose up on her tiptoes and gave her husband a quick kiss. Gripping the pecs, Diane sucked on them. She released them and said, “They’re yours again.” “You always return what you borrow,” Dave said. Diane giggled and said, “Touché, muscleman.”

Diane put her hand on the bulge in Dave’s briefs. “You have a hard-on,” she said. As she said it, Dave felt a familiar sensation; Diane had clamped her thumb and forefinger around the head of Dave’s penis. “You like that, don’t you?” Diane asked with a big grin on her face.

“You know I do, honey.”

Dave lifted Diane overhead; he counted from one to ten as he pumped her up and down. He lowered her down and she wrapped her legs around his waist and her hands behind his neck. Diane thrust her tongue in Dave’s mouth as they shared a long kiss. They shared a few quick kisses and then another long one.

Diane stood back on the floor. “Turn around, my love,” Dave asked. Diane complied and she heard Dave say, “You have a beautiful back.” Suddenly, Diane’s arms went up and she did a back double biceps. 

“Darling, you do the cleverest things,” Dave said as he ran his hands over Diane’s biceps peaks and back muscles. Diane giggled. “You stole my line—”

Dave completed the sentence “but I love you, anyway.” They both laughed. Dave kissed her back and biceps and sucked on her peaks. “I didn’t know you wanted me to worship your muscles, although it won’t be an onerous task if you do.”

Diane laughed. “No, darling. I’m just showing you how all that hard work paid off.”

Dave replied, “The results are impressive.”

Diane felt a hand on her back and on the back of her thigh. “Whoa!” she exclaimed as Dave lifted her overhead. Dave removed his hand from Diane’s thigh and held her overhead with one hand. He put her down and said, “That was fun.”

Diane climbed on the muscleman’s shoulders. She played with Dave’s hair and caressed his face while he did a double biceps and lat spread.  Diane ran her hands over Dave’s pecs and then she slipped off his shoulders. She stood behind Dave and wrapped her arms around his waist. Diane nuzzled Dave and bit him on the ear. Her hands slid into his briefs and as she fondled his erection she purred, “Let’s make you big and hard. Don’t you like being big and hard? I know you do. I like making you big and hard. Don’t you like me making you big and hard?”

“You know I do, honey,” Dave replied.

Diane slid her hands out of Dave’s briefs and stood in front of him. “Front double biceps.” Diane ran her hands over their peaks and felt their hardness. She kissed and ran her tongue over the massive muscles repeatedly. Her mouth closed over a biceps and she sucked furiously. Sated with it, she sucked on the other biceps until satiation. Diane giggled when Dave said, “That was a great biceps job.” She hung from a biceps for a moment, then dropped to the floor and hugged Dave’s thigh tightly. She rested her head on it, showered it with kisses and ran her tongue over it repeatedly.  Diane sucked it, then extended her hand to Dave. He took it and pulled her to her feet. “Side chest.” Dave swung into the pose and his enormous chest expanded. “What a magnificent chest. It’s so beautiful! “Diane exclaimed.  She thrilled to the feel of Dave’s chest under her hands as she slowly ran them over it.  She kissed it again and again and ran her tongue over it repeatedly. “They don’t have chests like this anymore.” Then Diane said, “Front lat spread.” She ran her hands over Dave’s chest, arms, and lats. “Side triceps.” The blonde outlined the bulged-out muscle with her finger. She felt its hardness and planted a kiss on it. “Back double biceps.” Diane ran her hands over the backs of Dave’s biceps and kissed them repeatedly. She examined Dave’s back muscles with great delight.“Back lat spread.” She licked her lips as Dave’s back widened. “What a back,” she murmured as she ran her hands over it. Diane grasped Dave’s upper arms and rested her head on his back. She showered it with kisses and ran her tongue over it repeatedly. “Abdominal and thigh.” Diane ran her hands over Dave’s brick-like abs and outlined them with her finger. She ran her hands down the front and inside of Dave’s massive quad. As she examined the separation in it, she said, “I’ve said it before and I’ll say in again, ‘You could lose a dime in here.’” “Must muscular.” As she examined Dave’s magnificent body, the blood rushed to her head and she felt a nearly unbearable pain in her swollen nipples. “Relax.”

Diane squatted. Her heart beat rapidly as she reached for Dave’s briefs. She slid them down and exposed his enormous erection. “What a hard-on. It’s so big and beautiful,” Diane said in a hushed tone. She put her index finger alongside it and ran it back-and-forth. Suddenly, her hand closed around the erection.

“You’re not going to pull me to the bed this way, are you?” Dave asked half-seriously, half-jokingly.

“No, no,” Diane replied and waggled the hard-on up and down. “How does that feel?”

“Heavenly, darling,” was the replied.” Yes, Diane, I stole your line but you love me anyway.”

Diane laughed and let go. She slid the briefs down to Dave’s ankles and he stepped out of them. Diane stood up and Dave scooped her up in his arms and walked to the bed. He laid her on it and removed her panties. He reached over to the nightstand and handed her the condom. As Dave lay on the bed, he said, “Do the honors, Diane.”

She laughed and slipped the condom on him and slid into arms. They shared a long kiss and Dave rolled over. Diane felt him penetrate her. Her fingers dug into Dave’s back as he rose up and down. Diane’s moans of ecstasy came faster and faster until she gave out a long loud moan. An instant later, Dave cried out, “I’m coming.” Silence. Dave withdrew from Diane and rolled off her. He sat on the edge of the bed and took a few deep breaths. Diane joined him and she, too, took a few deep breaths. She put her arm around Dave’s waist and rested her head on his shoulder. Dave put his arm around Diane’s shoulder.

“Magnificent as always, muscleman. You really know how to hump a woman; no man has ever humped me the way you do. It’s like night and day.”

“’re making me blush, again.” Dave replied. Diane laughed. “No, really, it is.”

“It helps to have a very beautiful and very charming partner.”

“Dave, you’re such a BSer but I love it anyway.” Diane bounded off the bed and went to the bathroom. She returned with a wet cloth.

“It’s clean up time,” Dave said as Diane sat down next to next. She removed the condom and cleaned Dave’s penis.

“All cleaned up, muscleman. You can’t say I don’t take good care of you.”

“And it’s a life time gig,” Dave said.

“Yes, indeed,” Diane said. “Well, Dave, what do you think we should do for the rest of the afternoon?” she asked.

“Oh, I think we should stay in bed and fuck each other’s brains out,” he replied facetiously.

“Muscleman, you’re still incorrigible,” Diane said. “Now, for a serious answer.”

Dave thought for a moment. “We can play tennis here in one of the courts.”

“Good idea, Dave. Anything else?”

“How about chess or billiards until dinner?”

“Billiards. I’m one down and I want to catch up,” Diane replied. “After dinner, we can screen a movie and then have a late night workout before we go to bed. How does that sound?”

“Sounds great,” Dave replied.

Diane shifted and put her stilettos on Dave’s lap. “Do the honors, Dave.”

Dave unbuckled the straps and removed them. “Hardly an onerous task,” Dave said as he dropped the stilettos on the carpet.

“Let’s get into our tennis togs,” Diane said. The couple got off the bed and went to their clothes on the carpet. “I’ll have a houseman put away our clothes,” Diane said as she slid on her panties and Dave put on his briefs.  She put on a sports bra and a white blouse and he put on a polo shirt and a pair of shorts, then put his socks and Nikes back on. Meanwhile, Diane put on a navy-blue pair of shorts with knee-high white socks and tennis shoes.

The couple took their tennis racquets from the racquet holder and left their bedroom. As they walked down the stairs, Diane said, “Since you find me very fetching in the sundress, I think I’ll wear it around the mansion. It’s very comfortable and the stilettos go well with it.”

Dave was silent; Diane was puzzled. “Aren’t you going say, ‘Why not just the stilettos?’”

Dave smiled. “No, because you just said it for me.”

Diane laughed. “Touché, muscleman.”











Submitted: November 21, 2018

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Amy F. Turner

I love the sweet banter between this loving couple and how they take the time to appreciate each other's bodies. Very sensual and sexy, HF :)

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