Stepmom Novels & Stories

He responded. "That.." "What?" "Stop calling me your stepmom" I finally told him. "Why?" "I don't like it; even if you are you tryna tease me with it. I don't feel comfortable when you call me your stepmom. You know you are older than me?" "It doesn't matter. That's how we are related. Stepmom - stepson" "No please Liam. See it more like we are just friends and colleagues and you are my boss" I said.

“Meet Steve, your stepdad.” “Stepdad,” I echoed the word sounding sour on my tongue. Impossible. “I know, I know. I didn’t tell you anything about it, but we wanted to keep it quiet,” she said with a smile. “You can help yourself, Carmen. This is your home as much as it’s mine. I’ll go make sure everything is set for you.” Steve kissed Mom on the cheek and walked away. “Stepdad?” I frowned at my mom. “It has to be a joke, a really expensive one. Literally. I can’t believe—”

They look so cute and adorable, so I just want to be close to them. “We've seen you around the mansion for a few days,” Janice said. “What's your relationship with our father?” The other children nodded, eager to hear my answer. “Oh, I'm your Daddy's wife, and that makes me your stepmom.” “Step Mom?” Jason whispered. “But we don't need a stepmom,” Juniper said.

On the drive home, my mind drifted to Steven's parents. Steven's father, Rodger, was a stern man with kind eyes and he was a bank president. He had been unsure of me, but in our first conversation, I had won him over. Soon, he became like a father to me. But Steven's mother, Stephanie, was another matter altogether. She always scrutinized: my house wasn't clean enough, my car wasn't a Volvo. The fact that I owned a Mercedes was irrelevant. My hair wasn't neat enough. Looking back, I saw where Steven got his demanding demeanor from.

“Good luck, boy.” “Good luck, hun. You will need it.” My papa said, making me cross my hands around my chest and roll my eyes. Yes, maybe I made my last caregiver resign… and the one before… and the four others before that… but my parents didn’t need to be so dramatic. I’ve never put any of my caregivers in danger. Well, except for Jeff, but Jeff was one insistent son of a bitch. I was broke out of my daze as my papa leaned over and placed a kiss on my forehead. Then he turned around and proceeded to rush out the door…

I took my phone and opened it, and I went to G****e Chrome to watch porn videos but after a few seconds, I remembered that I had a sneaky telegram link for porn. I decided to go there and watch porn. I took off my headset for a second and heard Mom's scream in the house. They were still having sex. I thought they were going to stop or Mr Aiden goes home from embarrassment but the reverse is the case. I tried to close my eyes to fall asleep after I finished watching and got tired, concluding with the statement "There is nothing really in this life " A few minutes later, my eyes shut out of the world while my spirit transcends to another called my dream world. In that dream, I see my stepdad t

I say and he looks at me with eyes dark but not moving, he folds his arms and leans his weight on his hips. “Fuck, Winter, you shouldn't be doing something like this, what will your mom think?“ Kaden, my stepfather says and I shake my head, pressing my hands together to plead. The door opens and Uncle Justin walks in with a smirk, “relax brother, she's just exploring like young ladies her age” Justin says and I almost moan at the tension in the room. “She's my step daughter, and you're her fucking Uncle” Kaden says strictly and Uncle Justin climbs into the bed, staying behind me to present me to his brother…my stepdaddy.

her stepmom pleaded. "No, please don't apologize mum, come inside!" She ushered them in happily. She was glad that she hadn't lost her family as she thought earlier. Her step parents came into her little room and her stepmom sat on the bed, while her step dad sat on the plastic chair in her room. "Look who has become a big boy," her stepmom played with Aidan, softly pinching his chubby cheeks, then she turned back to Crystal. "Listen Crystal, it's no secret that we don't have much, but we want to assist you in every way we can, that's why we have decided to loan you some money from our business,"

I yelled, and the little hint of playfulness in his eyes was now gone, leaving only an eerie smile and looks that could probably kill me in a second. “I don’t belong to you, not anymore, not when you’ve just drawn the goddamn line about our relationship, about us. You’re my stepfather, that’s what you are. Also, the person who’s hurting me with every passing second of my life which I gladly want to end, if that would take away all this pain.” I deadpan, sizing him up.

his secretary’s squeaky voice stammered through the intercom. “What?” he growled. “Uh…your mother called.” “STEP-mother,” he corrected her, rubbing at his temple again. His stepmother, a thirty-year-old actress wannabe was a gold-digging whore who only married his father for the sake of money. And she was close to making her dream come true. His father went senile a year after they got married and she’d somehow manipulated his old man to change his will. If he didn’t act sooner, his family legacy and Winters Architecture, the country’s biggest and most influential architectural firm would fall into the hands of an airhead.