Stepdad And His Friends Novels & Stories

I trudged down the short hallway to the living room. My step dad sat on a sofa with my baby brother, Josh in his arms. They were dressed for the occasion. Stepdad ignored me and I couldn't care less. I smiled at Josh who beamed back at me. "Hi Kayla." He wanted to hug me and struggled to leave his father's hold, but the man grabbed him before he could make a run for it. "Now, Josh. What did I tell you about interacting with strangers?" Stepdad asked the two year old. My smile faltered.

MY STEPDAD’S BEST FRIENDS Step father: Mason Step father Best friends: Lawrence, Lan and Max. Step Daughter: Blair BLAIR~~ “He didn't say why?” I questioned my mother as she packed the last of her overflowing cases. “I think to finalise your trip to Paris, he's just looking out for you, sweetheart!” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as she continued to ramble on, “....and make sure you dress,” she eyed my leggings and hoodie up and down with distaste, “appropriately….we've got guests in the meeting room.”

she said, taking a sip of her soda, “we’re still going shopping after school, right?” I exhaled, shaking my head. “I can’t go.” Her brow furrowed. “Why not?” “My stepfather won’t allow it.” I poked at my food, avoiding her gaze. Leslie let out a disbelieving laugh. “Since when do you listen to your stepfather?” I scoffed, finally meeting her eyes. “Since he came to bail me out while you were too afraid to tell your parents we were lovers.” Her face paled. The color drained so fast I almost felt bad. Almost.

“Getting close? You said that before about your stepdad too. Wait… Emelia, you are not having some weird forbidden thing with—” “Absolutely not!” Emelia interrupted loudly, drawing a few glances from nearby tables. She lowered her voice and laughed awkwardly. “I meant close as in family bonding. My stepdad and I have been getting along great this summer. That is all. Mark is completely different. Totally separate person.” Sarah looked skeptical but amused. “You are acting so suspicious. This Mark better be worth all this secrecy. When do I get to meet him?” Emelia smiled weakly. “Soon. Maybe. Things are still new.”

I asked softly while looking around at the beautiful deck. Richard laughed and put his arm around my shoulders. “Of course it is okay. You are family. These are just my close friends. They will love having you here. Let me introduce you.” He led me inside where several older men sat in the elegant lounge area. They all looked powerful in their casual but expensive clothes. There were five of them, all in their forties or fifties with strong builds and sharp eyes. “This is my stepdaughter Ava,” Richard announced proudly. “She is home from college for the summer. Ava, meet my good friends. This is Michael, David, James, Robert, and Thomas. They are all successful businessmen like me.”

Father said. “No yard speech,” I repeated. He looked at my face a long time, then at Kael. “You remember what I told you at that table.” “I remember,” Kael said. “Good.” Elias stood, came around, and pulled me into a hard hug that knocked the air out of me. His voice landed rough at my ear. “You are allowed to be happy when the dust settles. If you shrink yourself after I’m gone, I will ride back and argue with you in your own hall.”

“Always, Daddy.” He freed himself thick, hard, already leaking and pushed inside me in one long, claiming slide. My back arched off the wall. The bump pressed between us like living proof. He fucked me right there in the alleydeep, steady, the wet slap of skin echoing off the bricks while cars hissed past on the main street twenty feet away. “Feel that?” he rasped, one hand sliding down to rub slow circles over the swell of my belly. “That’s your stepdad’s baby growing inside you while he fucks you out in public like the dirty girl you never stopped being.”

Lush’s POV I sat at the long dinner table in my stepdad's big house. The party was full of rich people laughing and clinking glasses. But my eyes kept going to him. Alexander Voss. My stepdad's best friend. He was a billionaire who ran huge companies. He had this bossy way about him that made my body react. His jaw was strong, his eyes blue and sharp. He yelled at the waiters to hurry up, and it made me think of him holding me down, telling me what to do.

"We're not related. You're not my real dad." "I'm still your stepfather." "Still not related by blood so it's not like it's a kind of taboo," she emphasized. "And I'm twenty now. Legal age." Rhis ran a hand through his wet hair, struggling to find the right words. "It's more complicated." "It doesn't have to be." Sara moved closer, her hand resting on his arm. "We're here, alone, for three more days and no one has to know what we do or say."

Garette gently squeezed her hand and looked at her with squinting eyes. "Dad and Dianthe, I would like to introduce to you also my best buddies here. They are also lawyers. This is Atty. Hector; this is Atty. Paolo and this dude is Atty. Greg." Atty. Garette said while pointing his friends one by one to his father after he ended his handshaking with his new stepmom. His three friends shook his father's friends one at a time and then his stepmom. "Dad, we will go ahead. My friends here are dying to swim in our man-made waterfalls." Atty. Garette stated while giving Dianthe a mysterious look, that only the two of them could understand.