Emily looked at her step father's tan skin. The little wrinkles at his eyes. The beginnings of grey on his arms and the tuft of chest hair that snuck out the collar of his polo. Yeah, her step Dad was a looker for sure. Emily reminded herself she wasn't supposed to think that way, but she couldn't help it.
Of course, Dad ended up with someone like Mom, Emily thought. Pamela was beautiful and sexy. 'A real MILF' as one boy at school had once said.
Emily looked down at her own body in disgust. She'd never be able to get a guy like her step Dad. Her thick thighs and dumpy ass. Her big stupid chest sticking out. Why couldn't she have regular sized t**s like Evelyn or, even better, little ones like Mom's? She knew some boys liked big boobs, but to her it was a reminder of how she couldn
