My Step Mom

Allyna has a higher tolerance for alcohol than Mcki, who gets drunk quickly. "So... what made you drink?" she asked casually, settling comfortably on the couch while keeping her gaze on Mcki. "Hmmm. It's a long story," McKi replied, looking into her glass. It didn't seem unreasonable to share her story with a stranger, especially since this person had let her stay. "We have all the time, but of course, only if you're comfortable-" "My dad's getting married," Mcki interrupted, taking a sip of her drink. "My dad is only 33. He was just 15 when he had me. I'm grateful because, unlike my mother, Dad stood by me," she added. "So you're 18 now," In her calculation. And she is turning 24, not bad. Mcki nodded in response. "You don't want him to be with another woman besides your mother. I understand. You feel bad for your mom." Allyna took a drink as well. "My mom was away for so long that I can't even remember her. I was still young back then. Who am I to stop my dad fr

"W-wait!" McKi stopped Allyna's hand just as she was about to remove the last cover from her private parts. Allyna briefly met McKi's gaze. Although no words escaped her mouth, her eyes conveyed an important message. It was as if they hinted that surrendering that sacred part would mark a significant change in Allyna's life. "Just say the word, and I won't push further." Allyna does not disrespect any woman who refuses her. She is not a monster who forces her will on others. McKi made eye contact. She was listening carefully, but it was hard to stop what had already begun, especially given how intense the effect was on her. "No... don't. I might regret it later if I end what hasn't been finished yet." Allyna smiled at McKi's response and decision. She knew it—McKi is just like the other women she’s met. She quickly gives in to temptation, to the call of lust. Allyna moved back and resumed what she was doing earlier. McKi finally relented. She didn't care what would happen n

"My place, we're always available for you, Elle. You can stay here as much as you want. I can talk to Tito Ronan," they're now in the living room, sorting things out. Ronan trusts Oli, so he will probably agree quickly to his daughter Mcki staying with her. "If it’s not too much trouble for you, I’d be delighted." Oli nodded and hugged her. "Of course, anything for my best friend. You can stay in the guest room as always," she said as they separated from the hug. "No. I want to stay in your room, Oli. I don't want to be alone." "O-okay. Sure," Oli seemed hesitant, but she tried to hide it from Mcki. "Want to go shopping? Have some fun while we still have plenty of time?" Mcki smiled briefly, trying to loosen up. "Maybe that's a good idea," she nodded. Oli and Mcki left after getting dressed. While walking through the mall, Oli wondered what might change Mcki's mood. "The wedding is coming. Will you be there?" Mcki thought twice but answered with a forced smile, "Of co

Good thing her outfit is well-suited for the wedding. People started gossiping as the pretend bride entered the church. "I thought this ceremony wouldn't go any further. What a waste of time," said someone from the side. The priest began to marry them. The mixed emotions in the woman's chest—who felt forced and trapped in a marriage—did not end. Until the reception, nothing changed in the tumult of her heart. One question, one answer—that’s what she gave to the guest. "Can I go now, Ronan? You got what you wanted." Anger lingered on her face. If he weren’t her friend, she’d really let him face the shame. But she couldn’t bear it. Ronan has been a great help to her, even at the university where she teaches. "My daughter is on her way. Let me introduce you first, please." All she could do now was wait for her soon-to-be stepdaughter. She feels like she's aging quickly because of the sudden changes in her life and what lies ahead. Meanwhile, Mcki is on her way with Oli,

"Mcki," Oli shouted until she caught her. "Not now, Oli. I want to be alone." But being willing to share everything with her best friend still feels out of reach. "Do you know her?" Oli asked, stopping McKi. Oli sensed there was a deeper reason behind McKi's strong reaction. "I DON'T KNOW HER," McKi declared with full emotion, but only inside her heart. She made sure to keep it discreet. Only she could know and feel those things. McKi's feelings are hurt, but is it because Ronan got married, or because it’s with that woman she somehow thought cared about her? How will she face this every day in the same house? And that woman is sure to end up hurting her father, too. So she's about to get married. Then why did she still have sex with her that very night? That question was still stuck in her mind, not letting her calm down even a bit. Was she really just a toy that night? Is she so naive as not to see the danger heading her way? Took her virginity for nothing. "Ahhh