Hot Stepmom Shower Novels & Stories

He tucks himself back into his trousers, fastens his belt and walks out without another word. The door closes. I stand alone in the studio, covered in him, violated without being touched. --- I find the bathroom and turn the water up until it scalds. I step under it and scrub my stomach, my breasts, every place he marked, watching the evidence of him swirl down the drain. But I can't scrub away the heat still pulsing between my legs. Can't scrub away the wetness that has nothing to do with the shower. Can't wash off the horrifying realization that burns brighter than the shame.

I try not to dwell on it, especially after my mom planted that thought in my head, and set the table for Celeste and Andre, Dante’s parents, then climb the stairs to shower. I am afraid I’ll fall asleep in the bath, so once again I skip the soak and settle for a quick shower. The water comes out lukewarm. They used up all the hot water again. I don’t care. I wash up fast, nearly dozing off on my feet, then step out and wrap a towel around myself. The room is empty.

My mother showed up at my dorm three days later. I opened the door to find her standing there, face tight with fury. "Mom....." She slapped me. The crack echoed in the hallway. My cheek burned. "How could you?" Her voice shook. "Julie is family. She trusted you. Loved you like a son." "Can we do this inside?" I glanced around. Students were staring. She pushed past me into the room. My roommate took one look and fled.

She slipped under the covers next to her sleeping friend, her heart battering against her ribs like a trapped bird until dawn. "Ari! Wake up, sleepyhead!" Cami’s voice was like a bucket of ice water. She was already bouncing on the mattress, full of infectious, carefree energy. "I’m starving, and we have so much to do. Come on, shower with me, we need to be downstairs in twenty minutes or Dad will have a coronary." The two of them tumbled into the massive walk-in shower, giggling as they scrubbed the remnants of the party off their skin. Ariana tried to focus on Cami’s gossip, but every time she closed her eyes, she felt Mateo’s teeth on her neck.

She pulled back the foot that was about to step into the bathroom. Turning around, she saw Asher coming up the stairs, back from his morning run. So... he wanted to use the bathroom? Wendy immediately stepped into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and without thinking, grabbed the cleanser by the sink and squeezed some onto her hand. Even though this tactic of claiming the bathroom first was childish, she... she was going to be childish this once! "Ah!" A cry of pain came from the bathroom. Asher rushed over to find Wendy, her head bowed, frantically cupping water to rinse her face.

Jayda. .............. As soon as Sebastian got settled in his apartment, He got his laptop and face timed his Mom, wanting to give her the good news of how his day went. Sebastian chuckled as soon as his mother's face came into view. She had some white scrub on her face. "Mom, you're still on with your facial routine." "Of course! I have to look sexy for my husband." She admitted with a smile. "How are you? You look really happy tonight."

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

She says and walked out. I sighed, taking a look around the room. Everywhere looked disturbing actually. I wasn’t in my right senses due to the heat and can’t begin to imagine what I must have done. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. Just like the woman said, everything I would need was there and waiting for me. I got out of the clothes I had on and stepped into the bathroom. I knew the blue moon pack were rich but I just didn’t know how rich they actually are until now. In my pack, we weren’t this privileged to use varieties of shower gel nor did we have this large tub at our convenience.

I said, walking toward him who had spent all the omelette that I had made. "Luckily I did not invite you because many men were looking for prey." He said while smiling then he opened his shirt in front of me. I avoided and stayed away from him. Better for me to watch television. "Mom, I want to take a shower, you don't want to help me take a bath." Oh, for God's sake! This is a crazy reason when I have a teasing stepson.

he confessed, his voice trembling. I didn’t blink, my gaze unwavering. Part of me had already known. Over the past few days dad had been sending more wolves out and his Luna could not be out done and leave a negative impression on him. “Your stepmom is so worked up to find you, even after your grandfather delivered your message to stay away from you,” Dominic commented from behind. “I wonder the reason behind this desperation,” “This time, this man managed to follow you to the Half Moon Pack,” Jaxon added, his tone casual, though there was an edge to it.