MY STEPFATHER

Chapter 2

Your tongue dances between my thighs, your head buried deeply between my legs. I moan shakily as your tongue explores the sweetness of my dripping honey.

" Frank...” Your name escapes my lips as a plea.

Begging him not to stop licking me. Begging him not to stop touching me. I wake up, heat radiating between my legs, my panties wet.

shiit.

I bite my lip and look at the time. Three in the afternoon. My mother went to meet some friends at a nearby café, Frank was still in his meeting. Leaving me alone in the mansion.

Seeing that I have nothing better to do, I slide my hand between my thighs, pleasing myself. I think of Frank. I imagine my hand as his, slowly curving inside of me, pulling me closer to my c****x with each thrust of my fingers.

I moaned his name softly, making sure only I could hear, even though the house was almost empty. His name rolls off my tongue so easily.

" Oh, Frank...” I arch my back and touch myself faster, wishing he was here to witness how much I long for him.

I let out a sigh and close my legs when I finally reach c****x.

Oh Frank, if you were here to clean up the mess you caused.

I sigh mentally and enter the bathroom attached to my room that my mother had cleaned for my stay. I decide to take a quick shower.

I don't know what's really happening to me. I just met my mother's fiancé and I'm completely horny. Anxious to have s*x with him. God, what's wrong with me?

I take off my clothes and turn on the hot water before stepping into the shower. I let the water run over me as I try to cleanse myself of the unnatural thoughts I have about my future stepfather.

Everything was so wrong. I couldn't even imagine the disgusted hatred my mother would have for me if she knew what I was thinking. I don't even want to know what Frank would think of me.

I should be mortified by my thoughts, but somehow a part of me isn't. As sick and twisted as my thoughts may be, I can't help but smile to myself at the thought of Frank becoming mine.

...

" Hi mom.” I walk down the stairs and go to the fridge while my mother reads a magazine at the island.

" Hello dear. How was your day?” She asks, flipping the page of her magazine.

" It's all right. I took a shower.” 

" Okay, Frank made dinner reservations at a fancy country club.” 

" Oh?”

" It'll be nice. We leave in an hour.” 

" Alright.” 

" There's a dress in my room that I want you to wear, I put a post-it on it.” 

" Okay, thanks mom.” 

" No problem, dear.” She smiles and I go back up the marble stairs. I open the door and immediately get nervous when I see Frank's shirtless back in front of me.

" Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were here.” I look down and hear a laugh coming from him.

" Okay, are you here because of the dress?” He asks and I look back to see him in pants.

" Yes.” I nod and bite my lip. He walks to the closet, I observe how his ass fits nicely in his pants.

" Here you go.” I smile and our fingertips touch during the exchange, sending a spark down my spine.

" Thanks.” 

" No problem, beauty.” He murmurs.

" What?” I raise my eyebrows, knowing what he said.

" I didn't say anything.” He says.

" Go get ready, sweetheart.” He laughs and I leave the room.

He called me beauty...

I bite my lip and blush as my heart beats fast.

" Ready, sweetheart?” Frank's tender voice fills my room as he stands in the doorway.

" Almost, I just need help with the zipper on my dress.” I smile awkwardly as I try to finish closing the zipper on the red silk dress that my mother gave me.

" Here.” I point.

He walks up to me and zips it up for me.

" Let me see.” 

I turn around and he slowly examines my body, nodding with satisfaction.

" Impressive. That color suits you so well.” He praises, leaving me excited inside.

" Thank you.” I timidly bite my lip.

He looks around my room, searching for something.

" Do you have a diamond choker or necklace to wear with this?” He asks. I shake my head. He leaves the room, only to come back with a diamond-encrusted choker.

" Put this on.” He orders, I obey as he puts the choker around my neck, fastening it with the clasp. " Now you look complete.” He smiles.

" Shall we?” He extends his arm for me to take it.

" We shall.” I laugh and grab his arm. We go down the stairs with my mother taking pictures as if it were my prom.

" Lola dear, you look beautiful in that dress. And with that choker, everyone will turn their heads to look at you.” My mother is surprised and hugs me.

" You look more impressive than I do.” My jaw drops as she wears an olive green velvet dress, with a diamond necklace.

" Well.” Frank says. " I said that I'll be the luckiest man there. I'll be arriving with my stunning fiancée and my perfect future stepdaughter.” He laughs, hugging the two of us.

He takes us outside, where the driver is holding the limousine door open. He helps me and my mother get in before he does. He sits between my mother and me, holding her hand tightly. They whisper softly to each other as I browse the internet.

I like checking social media. I never thought I'd be in a mansion or wear anything remotely sophisticated. Yet, here I am. In a tight red silk dress with diamonds around my neck. Being driven in a limousine, while my mother's fiancé is filthy rich. I wish everyone could have this life, never having to worry about money or debt. Being prepared for life basically. My mother and I definitely needed this when it was just the two of us and she was working three jobs just to keep the lights on.

She's very lucky to catch someone like him, which makes me feel worse about the bold dream I had before. I mean, who dreams of fvcking their future stepfather? Me, apparently.

My love life doesn't exist. I've always been a boring girl, as they say. I've never had a real boyfriend before. The only guy I thought I had a chance with turned out to be gay. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it hurt at the time.

" Lola.” Frank's seductive voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

" Yes?” I push a lock of my curls behind my ear.

" We've arrived.” He laughs as I realize my mother is outside the limousine.

" Oh, sorry.” I turn around and get out, with Frank behind me. I look around and admire the beauty of the country club. It was white paneled, with golden light illuminating it, giving it a richer appearance.

A water fountain stood in the center of the white brick"style concrete.

" Like it?” Frank asks, his minty breath brushing down my neck and giving me chills.

" You're handsome.” I blurt out without thinking. " I mean...” I look at him, who's staring at me.

" This place is beautiful.” I smile and follow him and my mother inside.

" Good evening, Mr. Evans.” Two men hold the doors to welcome Frank. He nods and walks away, my mother's arm sliding into his. I walk behind them, catching the stares of the two men. I smile to myself and thank them with a seductive smile, which only makes their faces turn red.