Chapter 11: Dinner chez Grace

Aside from the deposit of three hundred Euro commission I received from Nancy a few weeks after our last encounter, I hadn’t heard from her or her mother Grace in a while. I presumed I would never be invited for a nice meal there, but how wrong I was. Thursday evening the phone rang and believe it or not it was Grace.

“Hi Lew, Grace here, you probably thought I had forgotten all about you but I haven’t. The past few weeks it was a total circus at work, I didn’t know whether I was coming or going, however, now things have finally slowed down a bit and I can breathe again. It was as if everybody wanted to sell their house or buy another house at the same time.”

“Oh, are you in the business of buying and selling houses Grace? I had no idea.”

“Yeah I have had my own realtor firm for ages, but the past weeks were absolute hell ... So how are you, Lew?”

“Good, good, I can’t complain now. During the summer, when people go on vacation, they tend to take far more snapshots and upon returning they want prints or to have them turned into a photobook, instantly, so I am rather busy as well, but nothing spectacular. Unfortunately no photo sessions with gorgeous women like yourself or your daughter though!”

“Oh you poor man, you must really feel lonely then, no nude women in front of your lens?”

“No, no babies either, just the odd sports event or festival they want me to take pictures at. At a festival, if you are lucky, you get to shoot a few bare boobs, but that’s about the extent of it, how would you feel then to come over for another round of portraits?”

“I guess I am going to pass on the offer for the moment, but I want to make good on my promise of serving you a wholesome home-cooked dinner.”

“All right, I can go for that as well, after all, it is still true that a man’s love goes through his stomach, isn’t it?”

“Great, how about Saturday evening, are you free?”

“Yes by all means Grace and if I wasn’t, I would have made myself free for such a treat.”

“Excellent shall we say sevenish? You know where I live?”

“No Grace not really.”

“OK I’ll text you the address then, shall I?”

“Wonderful, oh will Nancy and the baby be there as well?”

“Yes they will, Nancy wants to thank you again for selling her photos.”

“She did pay me for it through my commission, which I received the other week; would you thank her for me, please? Before I forget, allow me to bring a nice alcohol-free aperitif and a bottle of wine for Nancy, and a normal one for you and me?”

“Excellent, I heard from Nancy that you have a good nose for wine, so cheers now, see you Saturday!”

I was really looking forward to the evening and extremely curious if I was going to get that triple dessert Grace suggested the last time I saw her. Friday and Saturday really dragged on but I was finally able to close the door to the shop on Saturday at six o’clock. That gave me about forty-five minutes to get ready. Quickly jumping in the shower, I shaved everywhere I deemed necessary and got dressed. To be on the safe side I took one of my magical blue pills with me.

Arriving at the address I was given, I was seriously surprised by the size of the house. It was free-standing with a very nice garden around it, but unfortunately, the gate was closed. Always trying to be punctual, I rang the bell at precisely seven o’clock and as if I had uttered the magic words ‘Open Sesame’, the gates swung apart and I could drive in.

I parked the car in front of one of the garage doors, next to what I recognized as Nancy’s car. The front door was already open and Nancy, holding baby Emilia on her hip, was waiting for me.

“Come in Lew.”

“Hello Nancy, great to see you again, and you too Emilia, how is my favorite baby photo model?”

I tickled her under her chin which made her laugh out loud. I followed Nancy inside and was led straight through to the living room, well room was a diminutive, it was huge, with a big window, ceiling to floor overlooking the back garden, sun deck, and swimming pool. Grace came over from, what I expected was the kitchen, with open arms, and gave me a big hug.

“Hey Lew, welcome to my home, good to see you, how are you holding up?”

“I can’t complain, especially not today, being invited by a gorgeous woman like yourself.”

“There you go again with your flattery, if you keep that up I am really going to start to believe you.”

“It is true, you are absolutely a sight for sore eyes, every time I see you, you look younger!”

“OK, now stop it and make yourself comfortable.”

“I have these bottles for you, to accompany the excellent food I can already smell. I brought the same apero as I did when dining at Nancy’s, alcohol-free to safeguard baby Emelia and her source of nourishment. It might need to chill a little more. I also brought white alcohol-free wine for Nancy and one of my favorite red Burgundies for yourself and me, which I hope you will like.”

“Excellent, I have something as an appetizer that will go very well with the white and something as a main course that will definitely go well with a stronger red wine. Please make yourself comfortable while I put the last touches to the food and I can join you; till then Nancy will keep you entertained.”

Nancy had put Emelia in her playpen which obviously made her happy as she immediately started to crawl around and play with her toys.

“So how are you doing?”

“Not too bad thanks. I have, after a lot of nagging from my mom, joined her real estate company and I must admit I am doing much better than before; now I could even afford one of your nice photobooks.”

“No need Nancy, I did promise you a photobook and here it finally is, I managed to finish it last week and I received it back from the printers yesterday, just in time. I do hope you like it.”

Nancy eagerly grabbed the book and started perusing it, I heard her make some happy noises, so I guessed it was to her liking.

“It’s wonderful, hey mom, look what Lew brought me, the photobook he promised, it’s absolutely great, more than I could ever expect.”

Grace had come back in from the kitchen with the aperitif and joined Nancy to look at the photobook. While they were busy doing that, I had ample time to look Grace over, she looked as good, if not better than the last time I saw her. All of a sudden it dawned on me that she was no longer blonde but had reverted to her natural red color.

“Hey what have you done to your hair? It looks spectacular!”

“Yeah that’s thanks to you; you got me thinking, why do I need to be blonde, when in fact, my natural color is far better for me.”

“You are absolutely right, you look ravishing. I must confess I didn’t notice immediately when I came in but now that I have, I like it, I like it a lot; I can’t wait to get you back in front of my camera.”

“We’ll see about that,” Grace said with a chuckle. Let’s have dinner! Please take a seat at the table.”

The food Grace served was worthy of what they serve at the Deerhunter so I enjoyed it to the full, and Grace agreed that the wine I had brought accompanied it to perfection. By the time we had finished the main course, Nancy had given Emelia her last feed before she was put to bed after a short bath. While that was happening I had secretly popped my blue pill in the hope that I was going to enjoy the triple dessert the ladies had sort of promised me.

“I will serve the coffee in the salon so please make yourself comfortable on the settee,” said Grace while she brought a tray with cups and the coffee.

I was wondering, “no dessert at the table, will it really happen?”

Grace and Nancy took a seat on each side of me.

“Can we interest you in a little dessert Lew?”

“Uh yes, I guess, what did you have in mind Grace?”

“How about a small show?” Grace said while getting up and moving a few feet away from the settee. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, music started to play, what am I saying, it was clearly striptease music that was playing. Grace started to move her body to the music, holding out her hand to Nancy who also rose and joined her mother. Both now stood in front of me, looking seductive, and slowly, oh so slowly, started to move their hands over each other’s bodies, while slowly undressing each other.

Nancy moved in front of her mother, facing away from me. Grace brought the zipper of her daughter’s dress down, completely baring Nancy’s back. There was no bra in sight, and my heartbeat increased, pumping more blood around, and in a certain place upwards. Grace then slid the spaghetti straps of the dress over Nancy’s shoulders, letting the dress drop to the floor, and leaving her completely naked in front of me.

They then quickly traded places so that Nancy was facing me but completely hidden by Grace’s her back turned to me. Nancy then unzipped her mother’s dress, and slid the spaghetti straps of the dress over her shoulders, letting it also drop to the floor, leaving Grace also completely naked. They danced slowly to the music, rubbing their boobs and pussies against each other, but, enjoyable though their back views were, this position meant that, unfortunately, I could only see their enticing backsides and just a glimpse of the side of their gorgeous bodies.

They gave me ample time to admire their enticing nude backs and tushy before Grace turned, facing me, but both of them had covered their boobs with their hands, keeping up the suspense a bit longer. Stretching out their arms towards me they beckoned me to get up and join them, which I did, not really grasping it was really happening. When I got close enough, Grace started to undo the buttons of my shirt and Nancy dropped to her knees to undo the belt of my slacks, pull the zipper down, and in one go remove them, together with my boxers, leaving me in the same state of undress as they were themselves.