Is that my New stepson? (18+)

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My cheeks are literally burning from all the smiling I've been doing, my husband and I Have Been glued to each other for the past week, honestly I have never seen him like this, it's like all his worries are out the window. I see my husband in a new light but it's strange, I have seen him at these moments before.

why does it feel even better now?

We visited all our favorite places, the ones that brought back the happiest of memories and at each location I was f****d so hard I thought I might need a wheelchair, we spend nights watching movies together with drinks and popcorn, I'd even fall asleep and wake up in the bedroom alone and he'd be on the couch or in another room. I forgot I forbid him from sleeping next to me but really what is actually the point anymore? The man has stuck it in me a thousand times since our current separation.

I find myself drawn even closer to him and all his romantic gestures, last night I opened the door to peddles on the floor that leads to a fancy dinner set with My favorite pulled pork recipe. I can't remember the last time I was more than comfortable speaking to him so freely, but here we are on the couch in our PJ's, He's in his regular t shirt and striped pants, if I look closely I can already tell he isn't wearing underwear, me no bra and no underwear in my mid thigh spaghetti strap lace gown. One of his arm draped around my shoulders as my knees are up leaning on his thigh.

This position is so comfy, the Raining weather and the fireplace so warm paired with the Rose were both drinking.

I don't know if it's because I'm so stuck on the pass or if it's the Red flags flying through my head but my eyes keep glancing towards his faced down phone. Come to think of it I've always noticed it face down but mostly thought nothing of it, but tonight for some reason it kept vibrating as if he's in a group chat, it doesn't help when he noticed my eyes that he wraps his arm tightly around me and leans in to kiss my neck.

I was ok with it before but now I definitely grow uncomfortable as now I know he's definitely hiding something. Heinrich's body weight slowly push into me trying to lie me down and as much as I fight back his weight now fully lay on to me, "Heinrich I can't breathe" I struggle to push him away at his shoulders but that only makes him more relaxed "Heinrich" I feel my oxygen start to cut short as my stomach can now feel pain for having to fight for air.

"Heinrich!" I scream now punching his shoulders with the last breath I was saving up,

"You always like my body pushed up on you" he says as he moves to the other side of my neck . "Yes bu-but I ca-can't breath pleaseeee get off ". I struggle wiggling underneath him

"Shh just take it baby" his hard d**k starts poking me and My heart dropped when his hand wrapped around my throat, his phone buzzes again and he loosened up, I sucked in a breathe and used my last momentum and manage to push off his shoulder and slid down on the floor backing away fast.

"Yo-you should get that it sounds important "

I wrap my arm around my waist in a little protective stance and back away a bit when he stands slowly, the dark room hides his face when he stands fully only giving me the view of his chest down, I can't see his face but I know he's watching me and strangely the room grows eerily quiet, the phone buzzes off once more "Hei- Heinrich"

I hear him sigh; he moves back slowly picks up the phone and disappears into the hall.

What the f**k was that? Im stuck in my spot afraid to make any movements, I don't see or hear him as if he turned into a ghost, I glance over at the light switch and I sigh in relief when it wasn't too far but I don't want to run into him if I take a step. The fireplace has died out and the only thing giving me some sort of reinsurance for some reason is the light from the outside street barley shining in, the intensity of the thunderstorm threatening to cut it off. I hesitantly tried to lift my legs when a cackling sound of lightning followed by the light that flashed through the room gave me a big push. I launched to the switch and light chases away the darkness, Now I can see, that's good, but I'm still terrified to be close to him. It's just to bizarre the way he just acted.

I glance slowly at the hall, empty and dark but the stairs are right there I can easily just take 3 big steps towards it and I'll be home free. Problem is which room did he go into? I'm stilled in my tracks when I heard the door close and big footsteps emerges from upstairs .

I would have ran right into him .

The lord looked out for me yet again, but why am I hiding from him? It's not like he attacked me or anything I shouldn't be this way he's my husband he can't hurt me .... Will he? His words echoed in my head and I fight the urge not to throw up.

I couldn't save my ex wife

Couldn't..... Save?

Those two words stayed in my head, what the f**k did he mean by that? Save her from what? The footsteps come to an end and I peer up and he's looking at me remorsefully with his phone in his hand. "I'm uh I'm sorry, it's been awhile since we've been good in this relationship and I thought I finally had my wife back but I guess uh I'm back to square one" he clears his throat and looks away "it's getting late you go on up and I'll clean up down here" he steps out of the way and heads to the couch I speed walk to the stairs when I see him plop down, arm hang behind the couch while the other runs down his face as he sighed heavily. I make it to the stairs slowly, keeping my eyes on him until I make it to the middle and fly to the room, once I get in I nearly topple all of the photos on the wall when I slam the door locking it. I quietly look around everywhere in the room; under the bed, in the closet, bathroom, I even looked at the corners to see if there was any camera installations, I grew uncomfortable at the pictures of us on the wall and I brought them all down.

Nothing so far ok!

Before I sit down on the bed I check the covers twice just in case if he I don't know hid a spider or a poisonous snake in the sheets, I pull off the blankets one by one carefully and shake them, throwing them in the dirty bin kicking it to the bathroom, beds ok, perfect. I head to the closet to grab new duvets making sure to block the door with the nightstands just in case. I head into the closet and find my new purple bed set duvets; plastic packed. I lean in closely reaching up to them brushing up against one of his navy blue Armani suits when I caught a scent of something, ..... something familiar.

Completely forgetting the set I grab the Armani suit and sniff every length of it.

It's not a perfume, not a spray, not his soap most definitely not his colon cause Id recognize that 5 miles away, But a home smell a smell I've definitely smelt before, it brings back a familiar feeling in my chest and I pause and search in my brain as to where I've smelt that before.

My phone pings and my heart lunges as I whip around clutching my hand over my chest while I catch my breath, its another mysterious phone number, Blocked. While holding my phone in my hands my fingers hover over Isaac's name, Just by seeing his name a sense of safety brings me down from my high, my heart goes back to its normal beat and my head clears. I haven't replied back to any of his messages I mean how could I?, I was with his father the whole time.

I click the name and it rings, My p***y thuds when he picks up on the third ring .... In his sleepy voice! "You have not been responding to my texts Ms Elizabeth, That's very naughty". My temperature suddenly skyrockets and my spaghetti strap is suddenly too tight on my skin Clearing my throat I sit down on the naked bed "Isaac I'm so sorry I've been with your father , is everything ok?" though my heart pounds in my chest I maintain Full Adult mode.

He is my stepson after all

"That's not what were discussing now Ms Elizabeth." My p***y zaps.

"you have not been responding to my texts and that pisses me off " I lowered the volume to put him on speaker to find my AirPods.

"Isaac I didn't mean to ignore you like I said I've been with your father but what is the matter" there is shuffling on his end and his voice becomes clearer.

"I've been fine but it's hard to stop thinking about you" he breathes.

my p***y grew hungry And my heart skipped a beat.

"Have you been thinking about me? Or that day" I know he's in a sitting position but his voice grew softer and hotter making my head spin

leaning down on the bed slowly "Isaac please what happened that day shouldn't have happened... I take full responsibility I should have never let it escalate I should have been more appropriate"

"We're both adults here Ms Elizabeth"

"But I should have been more careful and I'm so-"

"Was touching yourself in bed that day being careful Ms Elizabeth?" He interrupted.

"What about when you were saying my name?"

"Th-that-"

"Oh how about letting me feel you up while my father was right In front of us"

My body starts reacting at his voice, laying my back down, setting my phone next to my ear but I hear him through my AirPods, both of my free hands start moving around slowly from my neck.

" Isaac please" when did I start whispering?

"Or what about now Ms Elizabeth?"

My movements stilled, "huh?"

"I bet your laying in bed right now feeling yourself up to my voice" his voice somehow got lower but I was too busy looking around the room.

how the f**k did he know?

His chuckling stopped me "no Ms Elizabeth I can't see you I just know when women are turned on, I am a sexually active man and I engage in hot phone s*x from time to time"

That smart talk of his gets me wetter

"This isn't what's happening Isaac, and it's not going to happen, like I said it was a mistake and that's where it will end ok?"

"The way your body was responding than said differently and the way your body is responding now says otherwise. Which is it Ms Elizabeth?" Voice stern

"Well that's just a reaction, female bodies do that, that doesn't mean we actually want what's happening" why am I still engaging in this?

"Oh really?" Why did I feel like that was a challenge?

"Y-yes" can't my voice just remain normal?f**k.

"Answer your FaceTime"

OH f**k!

I answer the call but leave the camera off

"Turn on the camera" a deep voice said.

I turn it on but it's facing the bed. Darkness.

"Ms Elizabeth you keep digging a hole for yourself, I'd hate to be that p***y when I get home tomorrow".

I face the camera immediately ... oh dear lord

There he stood shirtless biceps firm, tattoos displayed, hair in that man bun, masculinity blocks the background and..... one hand wrapped around his shaft, unabashedly stroking. My mouth water and I visibly melted; my eyes glued to the monstrous veiny organ. The episode back in my office reminds me that, that thing has no mercy for its victims, the squishing sounds of the pre c*m makes me moan and Isaac chuckles.

" My eyes are up here Ms Elizabeth "

The lies he tells I can't even see his eyes it stopped at his nose . Realizing that he tilts the camera further and my heart skipped a beat, how I have missed those eyes, the ones I looked into before they did those inappropriate sinful things to me. I'm dazed I can't stop looking at him my heart roars and the butterflies fly freely in my stomach.

The transfixed emotion I displayed didn’t get by him “You can admire me tomorrow up close but for now prove your theory to me"

Shaking my head out of the daze i pickup up my bottom lip "what do you mean?"

"Prove to me right now, that it's just a reaction from your body and not you actually wanting me right now in that room with you repeating what we did that day"

"Your fathers downstairs Isaac"

"Than you'd better be quiet when you come" he smirks backs up and nods his head for me to continue.

"Lie down" he instructed

I angle the camera properly and lie down revealing my full outfit.

"Wait" he says "your just wearing your gown? Nothing else?" He gets closer to the camera and those pink lips come closer into view my heart skips a beat.

"No" I whisper

"Good girl, lift it up for me"

"Isaac please"

"Do what your told Ms Elizabeth I don't like women who can't follow orders"

Shiiiiiitttttt that was sexy

"Yes" my hands lift up the dress

“Mmmmm, f**k I miss the taste let me see you touch it" he starts stroking himself slowly

“Yes Isaac" in a not needy tone my fingers reach down and plays with the outside lips of my p***y, a moan escapes and I look over to see him licking his lips. Those lips of wonder.

“You like that or when I do it for you"

“When you touch me Isaac , oh god" my eyes close when I insert them. The tension between finally sets as it thickens, you can hear it through our voices.

"Let me see those n*****s" Anything he wants, he can have from me. My hands quickly pull down my dress and my t**s fly out suffocating me, I hear him growl and his hands goes faster.

The sounds of the wet pre-c*m turned me on for sure - but I loved the noises my wet p***y makes when he puts it in me more - the thought itself almost bring me to my undone when I see him pull out a plate with a familiar recipe and starts eating from it, I look at him confused.

"remember I said I wanted to enjoy this moment with some of your cooked meals? Don't stop continue"

"Yes Isaac" my hands continue to work my body oh they feel so good but i wished he was here, I look over and he's chewing and stroking at the same time I smile to myself, but then he moves to the right and something catches my eye on the wall, I pause coming in closer, is that?

"Hey Isaac what is that behind on the wall behind you?"

His movements stop but make no move to Acknowledge what I said " I'll see you tomorrow Ms Elizabeth " he blocked my view and the call ended.

Was that? No it couldn't be.

Why is Selene's picture on the wall in his room?