Candlelit Dinner

[ Chapter 20 ]

[ Vincent POV ]

My day at work wasn't easy. For once I couldn't focus on the work, no matter what I was doing. I meant, what could you expect from me when the sudden intimacy between me and the woman of my dream has just started?

Madeline was all over my mind and to be honest, it's the dirty memories of her, of ours. Many times I got boner on myself thinking about her, and damn it's so uncomfortable.

All I wanted was to get out of here, as fast as I could, and return to her embrace. I know it's unprofessional of me but I couldn't help it.

Madeline didn't make it any easier for me either. At the middle of my meeting with my business clients I had gotten a message: I found something REALLY tight and sexy to wear for you tonight. Oh I can't wait till you see me in it, and out of it.

Fantasies of my pretty mother in law in various forms of dresses, gowns, corsets and panty-sets flashed through my mind as I read her message.

I just couldn't concentrate on my meeting and was fighting hard the urge to flush, it's flush of arousal and it would be an embarrassment if any of my clients see it. So I just sped up the discussion and called it off earlier for another day.

[ Madeline POV ]

My day wasn't any easier but at least I had a lot to take my mind off the night. The most important of which were of course to figure out what to wear.

Last night and this morning had been a seduction and nothing but and my outfit had worked perfectly for that.

Tonight, I hope it would be a romantic, candlelit dinner with me and the man of my dream, I don't know if my feeling for him is love or something else, but I feel so warm when he was by my side.

I didn't question this much, I had never been one to stop and analyse my feelings. I just knew that Vincent is the source of my happiness now and he had to be happy with me.

Well, yeah I feel little guilty about it, seducing a man of my own daughter. But then why not? I don't even think about snatching him from her, I also happy for her to get such a finest man as husband.

What I want is to make us happy, If he is happy with my daughter and is also happy with me, then why not? Sharing is loving.

I love you my little Angela, that's why I also love your husband, don't worry I will treat him well so he wouldn't look at another woman.

I know there are a lot of admirers for a man like him. Heavenly look, wealth and status. He was literally any woman's wet dream. At least with me by his side, I will make sure that he wouldn't even think cheating behind my daughter.

For tonight romantic dinner, I wouldn't wear a panty-set, so I started looking around my own boutique store.

It was a long and complicated process that involved picking out many of dresses around the store and sorting it after careful consideration.

"Too old-fashioned, unsexy, ugly, couldn't show off my sexy ass, no cleavage, boring, boring, boring." Each dress got a comment as I sorting it out.

"Oh yes." I muttered to myself as I found the right one, "This will do. He will surely love it."

As I happily held the dress out in front of me, I imagined his face when he saw me in it.

Vincent' face, and other parts of his, I thought to myself and giggled a little. I felt younger and more alive than I had in a long time.

[ Vincent POV ]

It was almost seven at evening when I pulled my black Bugatti's La Voiture Noire to my garage.

Turning off the engine, I slid out and made my way up to my house. My heart beats with anticipation as I opened the door and stepped in.

"Madeline, I'm home." I announced as I entered, but there was no sign of her. Where is she? I mumbled as my lips curved into a fine smile.

I eagerly walked through the hallway and into the living-room. In the middle of the rather large room was a small table with two chairs.

The table was covered by a white tablecloth and two plate-settings. The room would have been dark, except for a host of lit candles that created a mystical atmosphere.

Clack. Clack.

From the doorway across the room I heard the telltale of a pair of high heels, just before a vision appeared before me.

Madeline was clad in a red dress that really was as tight as she had promised to me on the phone.

It was quite thin and very low cut, giving a fantastic view of her amble breasts that were pushed together to make a cleavage that almost made me drool.

The red dress clung to her every curve, showing off her flat stomach and generous hips.

As she walked, I noticed that the dress had a slit in the left side, giving off fast, enticing views of her thigh.

She was wearing tall red heels in patent leather that matched the dress perfectly.

Her shining blond hair was made up in an intricate bun a top of her head, with strands of hair falling down from it, behind her ears, down her neck and ending in a curve that seem to be pointing at her already noticeable chest.

Her face was tastefully made-up. Her dark eyebrows were perfectly even and dark mascara made her eyes look dark and mysterious.

Her lips were very dark too, almost lilac and her cheeks were heavily rouged.

The result of all her labour was truly a vision, and one that I couldn't stop staring at.

"Wow!" I simply gasped and mesmerized, to her great joy.

Madeline smiled a satisfied and inviting smile and stepped out of the doorway she had been standing in while I took in her magnificent beauty.

"Madeline, you're gorgeous!" I praised her a honest compliment, "Truly gorgeous."

"Why, thank you," she smiled coyly and did a slow turn for my benefit.

I noticed how the dress was even deeper cut on the back, leaving a lot of tempting skin bare, and how it clung to her perfectly shaped ass.

As she once again turned to me she walked toward me, carefully setting one foot in front of the other, giving her hips a nice sway in the high heels.

Madeline reached out to me and I hugged her in passionate embrace, pressing her face into my chest.

Madeline didn't seem to mind though, as she took a deep breath of my scent and gave a happy little sigh as she rested in my arms.

We stood there for a long time, not breaking the hug. I was unable to completely comprehend everything, and she seemed was just happy where she was.

Finally I broke the hug and forced my eyes away from her, looking at the well-arranged table with chandelier on top of it.

"It certainly looks good. What are we having?" I asked.

Madeline just smiled impishly and led me to the nearest chair and went to the kitchen again, giving me a great view as she left.

She returned immediately though, carrying a tray with a sort of, If I'm not wrong, French cuisines such as Steak frites and Bouillabaisse.

She had also prepared an expensive bottle of Penfolds Grange Hermitage 1980. Wow, well thought, I mumbled to myself.

"Would you please open this?" She asked in a helpless little-girl voice, which I found it was extremely lovely and cute.

"I'm afraid it takes a strong man like yourself to get it up." She finished as she put a blush on her cheek.

Full of confidence I reached my hand and opened the bottle of wine before elegantly poured them each a glass of wine.

Then we started the dinner.

"This is really good." I praised her while gracefully eating of the splendid meal.

"I don't know you're this great at cooking a French cuisines." I added.

Madeline smiled proudly and articulated a seductive voice, "Well, thank you. You know. I'm good at speaking French, cooking French. And," she paused and licked her lips sensuously. "French kiss too."

My cock gave a lurch as I remembered how great she really was at french kiss, and those sexy mouth of hers were great at sucking me too.

"Anyway." She laughed heartily as she caught my arousal. "I'm so glad you like it." She said with a low voice, "I made it just for you."

"Thank you." I smiled, my heart warmed at the amount of care she gave me.

"So," she said and leaned in over the table, making sure I couldn't keep eye-contact. "If you think this is good, you should look forward to the desert."

Still staring at her generous tits I remembered the desert she had promised me and nervously swallowed a large sip of wine.

"I can't wait." I grinned

"Ooh. you'll have to though," she winked seductively at me. "It'll be worth it."

I continued eating, my cock harder than ever.

[ End of chapter ]