They spent the next five minutes hashing out the background with the story they devised being simple: the sweet and innocent Wendy would be celebrating her eighteenth birthday with a small group of friends at one of her friend’s houses. The parents would be gone for the weekend so the small group of friends, after having raided the liquor cabinet, decided– as sort of a gag birthday gift for the ultra-straight laced Wendy– to call one of those escort services and pay for a stripper to come to the house and entertain her on her birthday.
Erica, after slipping her robe back on, left to use the bathroom and so Wendy could get dressed again for their new game. After using the bathroom she slipped back into the bedroom to find Wendy sitting nervously on the edge of the bed, dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting blouse.
After given her the once over, Erica, embracing fully her role as a stripper, announced happily, “Well, I must say this is a pleasant change.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean usually when I do birthday parties I end up in the bedroom with some over aggressive, zit faced, fat and smelly frat boy who I can barely stomach… let alone dance for.”
Wendy smiled. “So I’m a pleasant change from that I guess?”
“Most certainly, young lady. Hmm, and you are young huh… let me guess this is your eighteenth birthday?”
“Yes.”
Erica sat down next to her before reaching out and grabbing her hand lightly. “So since you are such a pleasant change and it is your birthday, I’m thinking I should go above and beyond the call of duty tonight and do something extra special, maybe beyond a simple lap dance, to make your eighteenth birthday memorable.”
“Yes. I would like that I think,” Wendy shyly answered. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well for my extra special customers I tend to let my wicked imagination run wild and engage in a bit of role playing with them… but in order for me to do this I first must know if me and my customer share some real warm and loving chemistry.”
“How do find that out?”
“Easy… close your eyes.”
Wendy obeyed before she felt the stripper’s gentle hand turning her face toward her. They kissed, soft, slow and sweet and after their lips parted the stripper smiled at her young customer. “So do we have chemistry or what? I mean I don’t know about you but that little shared kiss of ours made my heart flutter?”
“Mine too,” Wendy replied shyly.
“Good then…” Smiling at her mischievously the stripper dropped her voice to a quiet whisper. “You know I am probably old enough to be your mother.”
“Yes you are?”
“And I am thinking maybe we could play a little role playing game to that effect? You know where I am your mother.”
Wendy smiled at her aunt’s suggestion of adding a role playing game–yeah, inside of the role playing game they were already playing!
“That sounds fun. What did you have in mind?”
“Well I am thinking I would not just be any average mother but an evil wicked bitch of a step mother who… who happens to be one of those web cam strippers who works out of her house and…”
After Erica briefly finished filling in the details of this new role playing game, Wendy agreed that it sounded like it might be lots of fun.
“Great so grab your lap top honey and position yourself on the bed as we discussed. Now remember I want things to be as realistic as possible so you must act real surprised when your step mom enters the room.”
Turning, Erica exited the room and waited outside, giving her niece more than enough time to change before she came into the bedroom without knocking.
When Erica came barging into the room, Wendy was stretched out on the bed dressed in a tee shirt matched with a pair of jeans. The jeans were unzipped and Wendy had one of her hands stuffed down inside her panties fingering her pussy when her stepmother walked in unannounced.
“Jesus Erica, don’t you fucking knock before you come into someone’s room,” Wendy fairly shrieked as she yanked her hand out from inside her panties before slamming her lap top shut.
“Oh so it’s Erica now huh, Wendy. Earlier when you were asking for money to go shopping it was please mom this and please mom that.”
“I’m sorry… Mom. I mean you should have knocked,” Wendy said as she tried to act as embarrassed as possible about being caught playing with herself… among other things. “I was just–”
Erica marched across the room to the bed before barking at her step daughter harshly, “I know what you were doing. You were playing with yourself while watching porn.”
“Mom I wasn’t watching porn I was–”
“Don’t try to lie to me young lady. I heard the moaning before you slammed your lap top shut.”
Wendy looked down, feigning embarrassment.
“If you want we can open your lap top back up and take at quick look at your viewing history.”
“No, please, that would not be a good idea.”
“I think it’s a grand idea young lady,” Erica replied as she reached out and quickly snatched the lap top out of her step daughter’s hands.
“Mom… no!” Wendy cried. “You can’t. Its… it’s an invasion of privacy or something like that.” She tried to grab the lap top back from her mom but Erica easily swatted her hands away.
“Wendy sweetheart… tell me whose house is this you and your daddy are living at.”
“Yours, of course.”
“Exactly and since I pay the bills and you are living here rent free your expectations of privacy are very, very limited young lady.”
Making her voice unduly harsh, Erica snapped at her step daughter, “Now sit there and be quiet while your mom sees what you have been up to.”
The stepmom/dancer opened the lap top and smiled. “Hmm, girl on girl porn. Yeah, I thought I heard some soft moaning. Well, at least we have one thing in common young lady. What else were you watching before the girly naughty stuff? Let me see. I’ll just bring up your history real quick and…”
The stepmom again smiled before saying, “Hmm it seems you were watching one of those cam girls give their show… But not just any cam girl… your mother!”
“Mom, I can explain I–”
Interrupting her, Erica snapped, “If you play your cards right you won’t have to explain. If on the other hand, you want to be your usual bratty disobedient self and give me a hard time you will be explaining, to you father, how you were masturbating while watching your mom give her show and then moved on to some sexy lesbian porn.”
“Please, please don’t tell,” Wendy said quietly.
“Maybe I won’t if you agree to be mommy’s sweet, loving little girl for the balance of the evening and do exactly what she says both eagerly and without complaint.”
“I agree,” Wendy replied as her heart thundered inside of her chest at the thought of being under her “step-mommy’s” wicked control.
“Do you also agree to tell me the truth in regards to any questions I might ask you?”
“Yes, I agree.”
“Good. First question then. Did you enjoy your mommy’s show?”
“Yes.”
“You liked watching her strip down to her sexy lingerie?”
“Yes.”
“Good, well, then it’s only fair I think that you do the same for me.”
“You want me to… strip for you.”
“Yes. Stand up little girl and strip… down to your underwear. You can start with your tee shirt young lady.”
“But I’m like… not wearing a bra, Mom.”
“Well I guess that is one more damning thing I could tell your daddy. You know how strict he is with the way you dress and I don’t think he would like you running around without a bra on little girl.”
“OK, OK, I will strip for you Mom.”
Wendy stood up, positioning herself directly in front of her mother, she slowly started to pull up her tee shirt as her mom watched with rapt attention.
After stripping the tee shirt completely off, she struggled out of her jeans before kicking them aside so was only wearing a pair conservative pink panties.
“Hmm you look nice sweetie in just you cute little girl pink panties.” Reaching out, Erica stroked the side of her face delicately with one hand before dropping her voice to a low throaty whisper, “Divine indeed, sweetie.”
“Thank you,” Wendy replied simply before thinking to add something. “I… I thought you looked divine yourself mommy, you know, during your show.”
“Oh really. Well I’m still wearing what I was wearing during the show under my robe. Maybe you would like to see it again, but this time live and in person.”
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