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Chapter 10: The First Dinner
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 10: The First Dinner - Meet Jason Crow: college junior and loyal boyfriend to the sexy and fiercely independent Sallie. He's staying with his beloved Grandma and asks her to accept Sallie moving in. She does, but when Sallie’s traditional parents learn of Jason and demand she submit to their strict rules and abandon her education, Jason and Sallie must risk everything for their future. Dive into Corvid-19 for a witty mix of romance, family, and freedom.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Group Sex Masturbation Oral Sex BBW Illustrated
Sallie gave my grandmother a long look while considering the issue. “Jason, I don’t think you really understand the problem. Perhaps—as you put it—one man will be open to sharing her while the other will insist on an exclusive relationship. Honestly, I don’t think these three people are willing to consider that kind of open sharing. Instead, she’s going to have to choose: Michael or Rafael.”
“I suppose you’re right, Sallie. I wouldn’t want to discover you were secretly sleeping with another man, or another woman.”
My grandmother said, “I’d be so stressed, trying to keep each of them in the dark. There’s an expression, ‘nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.’ That would be me. Plus, I don’t think it would be fair to either of those men to ‘string them along’ in ignorance. Sallie, what should I do?”
“My idea is that on separate evenings, you invite them over for a home-cooked meal. I already think of us as a little family, and we should all meet together. After each meal, I think the choice between them will be more obvious for you, and we will have comments as well. Do you think that will help?”
“Ultimately it’s my decision, Sallie. But I have a lot of confidence in Jason, and now in you too. I’ll make the arrangements, and I’ll ask you to help me with the cooking. I don’t want to greet these men in my apron, smelling of grease.”
“Absolutely, of course I will help.”
“One thing, though. I’m not wearing a girdle again. If either of them see me with the lights on and dislike my belly, they won’t be worth my time. I earned that belly, and the stretch marks, and the heavy boobs after carrying Jason’s mother.”
Sallie remarked, “My mother says they aren’t stretch marks, they’re tiger stripes. And my father is careful not to argue with her. He’s exasperating, but he does love my mom, to his credit.”
“Maybe so,” I allowed, turning to my grandmother, “but he should try harder to get along with his wonderful daughter, even though Sallie isn’t waiting until marriage to have sex.”
First up was Rafael, who asked to bring his daughter with him. So, we dusted off an old Thanksgiving tradition and set up a card table for “the kids.” Each place setting had silverware, a linen napkin, a place card with a name, and a foil-wrapped chocolate turkey.
Since the date wasn’t specifically Thanksgiving, the meal featured chicken, polenta, fruit, and vegetables. Ofelia contributed her flan recipe, and we pushed back from the table while groaning from our overfilled stomachs.
Conversation flowed easily, and continued when we moved to the living room. To a large extent, Sallie and I were talking with Ofelia, while Rafael and my grandmother had private conversations, including some quiet back and forth that we tried not to eavesdrop on.
After an hour dedicated to digestion, my grandmother produced steaming cups of her Mexican chocolate. When that was gone, Ofelia, Sallie, and I exchanged looks, then announced we were “headed out.”
My grandmother objected. “No, you three should stay here. Rafael and I will overnight at his house, like we did before. Is that alright, Rafael?”
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