Friday Night Dinner

Ding dong!

Mother walked carefully to the front door, moving through the clutter left by her husband and younger son, who, even after years of nagging seemed incapable of picking up after themselves. She gently swings back the door, staring at, and then around the young man in front of her, “Where is she then?”

“Mother, it’s good to see you too,” the young man answers, stepping across the threshold and wiping his feet. “She’ll be here in a few minutes, she’s just finishing off at work.”

“Oh, ok David, it is good to see you, of course it is. Come on in, the table is already set up and your Father and Brother are chomping at the bit to eat.”

Mother led David through the maze of obstacles, and into the kitchen-diner.

“So where is this mystery girlfriend then?”

“She’ll be here in a few minutes Father,” and looking at the meat filled table, David turns to his Mother. “You’ve remembered that she is a vegetarian haven’t you Morher?”

“Of course dear, though it is very strange to us. I’ve got Madeline a few special extras.”

“So, what does she do, this girl of yours?” Dad asks.

“She works in a club, serving drinks and the like, in the evenings, and studying at University during the day.”

“What’s she studying?”

“Architecture, the history of, and how to progress through the 21st century.”

Mother laughed, “Wait until she sees this house!”

Ding dong!

“I’ll get it, you three wait here. I don’t want her freaking out before we’ve even eaten,” David announces.

He walks swiftly through the rubbish strewn in the hallway, opening the door to his new girlfriend, who being dressed for work was in black boots, a short skirt, and a tight crop top, revealing a fantastic figure.

“Sorry Davey, I left my change of clothes at home, I didn’t know whether to come or not,” she explained nervously.

“It’s ok, you’re here now, come on in. Just try not to give my Father a boner!”

“Oh Davey, you’re an animal,” Madeline growled, slapping him across the shoulder, as he giggled mischievously.

David took her hand, leading her through the mess towards the kitchen.

“Mother, Father, Richard, I’d like to introduce you to Madeline.”

“Fuck me…” Richard murmured, quickly receiving a slap across the back of his head from his Father and receiving a withering glare from his Mother.

“Do sit down my dear, and do call me Janet. And this is Peter.”

“Thank you, Janet, this looks delightful.”

“That’s kind, I’ve got you a special plate too, as David has told me that you are a vegetarian.”

Madeline sat down carefully, between David and his Father, smoothing her short skirt down.

“Would you like a glass of wine, Madeline?” Peter asked.

“Yes please, Peter, that would be lovely. Red if you have it.”

Father took the wine bottle from the side, unscrewing the cap, and carefully poured a glass for Madeline, David, Mother, himself, and a half glass for Richard. “There’s no school tomorrow, so a little glass is fine,” Father snorted, nervously.

“Ok, lets tuck in,” David announced, starting to dish up some food for himself and Madeline.

“So, Madeline, how was work today?” Mother asked.

“Oh, it was ok. I had the quiet shift, noon until 7pm, so it was quite empty today. I’m on tomorrow night,” Madeline gasped gently, feeling a hand moving up her leg, the leg closest to Peter, her boyfriend’s Father. “oh, erm, sorry, yes. I’m working tomorrow night from 7pm until 1am closing time, and it is normally really busy.”

Madeline looked at Peter, and saw the recognition in his eyes. Oh no, she’d seen him in the club, she’d danced for him only a couple of weeks previously. He’d paid for a personal dance, in the back room, and he’d paid for the class 2 special, the hand and blowjob. Oh cripes, David didn’t know how far she went, he thought that she was just a topless waitress.

Peter’s hand was moving closer to her panties, stroking her thigh, as he ate his food with a fork in his right hand. “So, Madeline, what type of work do you do at the club?” His fingers brushing her through her underwear.

“I serve drinks mostly, but I also do cleaning, tidying up, dealing with bad customers, including making sure that the CCTV is working in all the areas, and backing up copies online,” as she spoke, his hand moved away from her legs. “We had a data leak recently, and a great many copies have been downloaded, and some of our customers are a little concerned, as when they are drunk they do some embarrassing things.”

“Oh wow, that sounds quite exciting dear,” Mother began, “Peter, you’ve gone ashen, are you ok?”