On Sunday evening, Alaric drove me to the party. He greeted my friends warmly before finally getting back into his car and leaving.
Marsha watched his car disappear, then nudged me with her shoulder.
"Vera, I never expected your stepfather to be that hot. Isn't he exactly your type? Mature and gentlemanly."
I rolled my eyes.
"Give me a break. He's nothing like a gentleman. He's a complete control freak."
"Then your mom really lucked out. She found a man who can actually keep you in line."
Marsha laughed as she put an arm around me and led me into the changing room.
I didn't tell Alaric everything. Tonight's event was actually a pool party.
Marsha had a gorgeous figure, all curves in the right places. Once she changed into her bikini, her full breasts became even more noticeable, an
