Step Mom Caught Me Novels & Stories

Because he didn't know what side to pick obviously. I wasn't surprised. I've always known that he was a chicken. A scarecrow, unable to do anything because of his stupid mistress. "Can't you just leave today? Without causing a scene? We're currently...look, your stepmom is weak, she can't handle all these now." Step mom??? Ohhh my goodness. He just called her my Stepmom??? Wow! Hazel held my arm and gently squeezed it without saying a word. I knew that she could tell that I was pissed off and was trying to stop me from launching at Elizabeth and taking off her hair.

But I held myself together and pulled myself up again. "Hold her down. Let the bitch watch her mother go to her grave alive and feel the pain." Two men caught me instantly. Stanley Archibald strutted toward mom. He used his foot to slap her on the face and sniggered, "I will miss you, sweetheart. But your time is over."

I wasn't allowed into the house by the security then I told the house security to plead help me tell my stepmom should just let me get some of my things and my certificate. Stephanie came out to me and told me she will help me bring them. After an hour of standing under the rain and mourning my dad, Stephanie finally came out when the rain stopped. " Sorry step sis, I don't step into the rain because I am a princess unlike an outcast like you” she says laughing and tears dripped down my face as she mocks me. I could see my certificates with her and she shows it to me. “ This? Are you talking about this? She asked.

“I—I’m sorry, Grace. I swear, I didn’t mean to—” “Don’t touch me.” Mom snapped, voice cracking. “Let go of me.” I squeezed my eyes shut, praying it wasn’t real. “I shouldn’t have said that,” Dad murmured. “I know how much you’ve treated her like your own. Not just her stepmom…” Stepmom? That word stabbed deeper than anything else. I wanted to scream. To collapse. To throw something. But all I could do was stand there, shaking like a leaf, while the world I knew shattered around me.

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

When I raised up my head again , it was still the three of us . My step dad turned to look at my mom and hugged her . You can’t blame her my love , the trauma is more than what you can understand I have been dealing with this rogues for years and trust me when I say that they do unexplainable things to you and that is exactly what they have done to your child , they have fooled her to believe that all this things I was the one who is doing them but I am not , I will just have a talk with her “ Mom nodded her head obediently and walked out of the room .

“For real, this time. I swear.” “So why are you on the front page of every problem? What am I supposed to do with this information, when everyone knows about it already?” I chewed on my tongue as I looked down. “Calm down, baby.” My stepmom tried to hold my Dad’s arm, but he shoved her hand off, storming up to me. “Are you aware the elders are trying to use this opportunity to test my powers, do you know my people whisper about my control of my daughter!”

I hesitated for a moment before deciding to go along with her in case she was in trouble. I pushed the door open and stepped in, darkness suddenly taking over my vision. Why the hell was it so dark in here? Before I could turn around, the door suddenly slammed shut and the lock turned as my eyes widened in realization. I had just walked into a trap. “Look who we have here…” I heard her say as my hands clenched into fists and she turned on the lights so that I could see her face. It was her, my stepmom. She had somehow gotten Ella's clothes and managed to trick me into getting into a room with her.

What got into her? This is not true and if it is. It is beyond betrayal. I know my dad is never aware of this. These are parts of the evidences I needed against her. Few moments later, my phone rang, “Sir, did you see those pictures and some messages I sent to you?” “Yes, I'm still shocked. Just be careful, my stepmom is a green snake. Don't let her see you or noticed anything. If she does, all our plans will be ruined.”

It rang again, and on the third attempt, I felt him slow down. “Pl…ease….continue…I…want…y…ou…” I begged and watched his lips flatten in a smirk, before leaning in. “Pick your call, Stepmom. We wouldn't want to draw attention to ourselves, would we?” He muttered in a low, husky voice and slowly let go of my hair. Stepmom! The sound of it made my pussy throb. My body shook, and my legs lost balance, but I picked up the land phone placing it on my right ear.