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Stepmother's Bed
Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
couldn't watch it any more. He went on into the kitchen. "What can I do to help?" he asked. Norma was briskly mashing potatoes. "You just relax, dear," Norma said. "I must apologize for your father's behavior. He was very excited about your arrival, you see. He's had too much to drink. Please forgive him." "Yeah, and if I remember correctly, he used to get excited all the time." Denny kissed his stepmother's cheek. Then, smiling, he boldly put his arm around her waist. "I hope he's been good to you," Denny said, feeling a tingle in his groin. "Sometimes better than others," Norma admitted. "Mainly, I worry about his practice. He has a nine o'clock patient in the morning." She shook her head. Denny let his grip tighten just a little about her waist and he was certain he detected a trace of the lust they had shared last summer. Yes, some of the same physical attraction seemed to be flowing between them, even though Norma was busy fixing dinner and the yelling continued from the yelling room. Well, he would just have to wait and see. There was plenty of time. There were flowers on the table when they all sat down to eat. Denny lit the candles, and then the nightmare began. Martin Reardon dominated the conversation and actually ate his roast beef and vegetables with his hands! Norma tried to distract Denny and Joyce with "small talk" but finally their father's face actually fell in his plate! He refused coffee, then ... slobberingly kissed Denny and Joyce goodnight and stumbled off to bed. Without speaking, Denny and Joyce helped Norma clear the table. Then they watched television until 11:00 when Norma excused herself and went to bed. In their own room, as they undressed, Joyce said to Denny, "Why didn't you tell me daddy had become a--a slobbering d***k?" "Didn't I tell you that he drank and they argued quite a bit?" Denny said. "Uh--he doesn't always get like that. Don't worry, s*s. It's gonna be a nice summer, you'll see." Denny climbed into bed, wearing only his shorts. He lay there with his hands clasped behind his neck until Joyce had changed into her cotton nightgown. Then he felt his s****r lift the covers and crawl into the bed beside him. "It's a strange room and a--a strange bed, Denny. Do you mind?" "Heh-heh," Denny said. "Are you k**ding? Come on in." "Norma is very patient with daddy," Joyce whispered. "I like her a lot. And I can tell you like her a lot--by the way you look at her." Joyce snuggled up very close now and Denny loved the pressing warmth of her body through the cotton nightie against him. "What about you and dad?" he said. "Jesus, is everybody in the world after everybody else's body--sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, step-parents, everybody?" "You didn't see it all either," Joyce said. "After you went out into the kitchen with Norma, daddy put my hand on his--his thing! ...