My Stepdad Is My Lover

A new feeling is making hearts to jump with joy

"Hey, how are you doing today? Is there anything you'd like to discuss with me?" James asked, taking off his eye protection.

Samantha's n*****s are erected in her nightgown as his piercing eyes and muscular gaze target her breasts.

Confused by what had happened to Samantha, James drew closer to her.

"In light of what you told me, I anticipate an earthquake today. I think it is a wonderful day. Therefore, I propose that we have a party in the restaurant to commemorate it. Can you make it?" James asked his daughter directly.

James happily agreed to Samantha's request to keep her signature on the MD in Psychiatry application she had asked him to sign.

He picked up the sheet and bent over to sign it, but he couldn't find his pen.

As they both reached for the pen on the floor, James caught sight of Samantha's cleavage, which he likened to a valley between two mountains. His hands shook as he quickly turned his head and signed the document.

To Samantha's amazement, he left the paper on the bed and left without saying a word.

"Does he have the incorrect impression of me? I had no malice in mind, but why did he form such an opinion of me and walk out of the room without saying anything?" Samantha walked to the restroom to ask herself.

Since it was a Saturday, she quickly showered and put on her best attire.

In a matter of minutes, she was dressed in a cotton dress of a sunny yellow that brought out her natural attractiveness. She started walking toward the car but stopped when she spotted James on a bicycle.

Unconsciously, Samantha's feet moved closer to the bike. It was becoming late, and they feared getting delayed in traffic, so they asked James to drop her off at school.

Reluctantly, James consented and urged Samantha to hop on his bike as soon as possible because he needed to attend an urgent meeting at the office.

Samantha felt more confident as she sat on the bike and held on to his shoulders.

Samantha had questioned James, as he drove, why he didn't just take the car to the office, given how many cars were already there. James laughed and said he wouldn't waste time worrying about anything that wasn't his hard work.

"My earnings at work allowed me to purchase this bike. That's all there is to it. Your mother dislikes riding a bike because she thinks it demeans her social standing. This is why I didn't take her outside till now." James declared, putting the brakes on abruptly as someone stepped in front of him.

Samantha's breast struck James with the unexpected stop, and she immediately closed her eyes and gripped his shoulders tightly.

Samantha's body was trembling with ecstasy, and she wanted more and more of it. As she was trying to give James a bear hug, the word "f**k" popped into her head.

She started running her fingers over James' muscular shoulders to give him a firm hug and thank him for rescuing her party reputation. She'd grin whenever she watched happy couples cycling together in the movies.

James' back is touched by her raised n*****s, and she begins to bite her lower lip in ecstasy.

Those few seconds before she reaches heaven are cut short as her mother, Andrea, has a moment of clarity.

She pulled her fingers away from James' stomach and backed up a little. She had no clue what was happening or why she felt this way towards her stepfather.

"Samantha, call me when you're on the way home. Please don't get in a car or try to cross the street; I'll pick you up. For me, protecting you is more essential than getting things done at the office, "James stated as he pulled up to the university.

Samantha felt a sudden jolt of emotion at hearing these words, and she knew that she had longed for this kind of love and attention.

She did not know if this was a sign of paternal or male affection.

James said goodbye to Samantha and then departed. Nonetheless, images of Samantha's glistening breasts and gleaming smile were racing through his head.

"Wow, that's quite a physique. Except for right now, Samantha has never shown any such intent. My thoughts keep going back to her; why is that? After marrying Andrea, I stopped enjoying myself sexually. But how do we rein in this ecstasy? Why do I sense anything else when she puts her hands on my shoulders?" Upon arriving at the office, James asked himself and pulled over.

He had little desire to complete the task at hand, and the arrival of Samantha's dead body took precedence.

"No. Samantha is Andrea's daughter, so I can't touch her. I don't know how I can treat her this way. There's a need for caution on my part because Samantha and I have never communicated before. She will never trust me again if she learns the truth. That can't take place. And therefore, I need to exercise caution, "James stated while perusing the paperwork.

Samantha is experiencing the same thing internally; she has no ability to regulate her thoughts and is stuck in her head.