My Stepmom's Boyfriend

Chapter 9

Travis

This is pointless. At that moment, Caitlin’s sweet voice chimes next to me. “Can I ask what you do for work, Travis?” I blink. “Oh. Yes. Of course. I own Simpson Auto Parts, and we manufacture and distribute auto parts all throughout the United States. We’re expanding to Europe and Asia now, although that might take a while.” Caitlin gasps. “Simpson Auto? No wonder you have such a huge house!” I chuckle. “Yeah. I started the company fresh out of high school, actually.” She cocks her head at me, looking at me curiously. “You didn’t go to college?” “No. I couldn’t afford it, nor was it really needed, to be honest. So long as you have a good sense of what you’re doing, you can definitely take advantage of an open market.” “Wow,” she nods, her breasts bobbling a bit.

“That’s incredible. Everyone at school knew someone who worked at your company. You guys practically own Medina,” she blushes. “I mean, I must know at least five people who labor at your factory.” I nod. “Did you take a shift there? We sometimes hire high school kids during the summers. The pay is fair, and they learn technical skills to boot.” Caitlin shakes her head. “No, because I always had my head in the clouds. I want to be a fashion designer, but in a weird coincidence, so does my stepmother,” she says in a wry tone. “I don’t know how I could be more unlucky, to be honest.” I don’t want to get into the evil stepmother aspect right now, but I need to say something to soothe her at the very least. “You’re safe now, sweetheart. You’re with me, and you never have to go back to your stepmother again. She can’t hurt you anymore.”

Caitlin looks up at me with a hopeful smile, and she’s so beautiful that I almost forget that I’m not supposed to be talking to her – I’m just supposed to enjoy her beautiful body. “Well, Fiona never hurt me. Not physically at least.”I tilt her head up to look deep into those warm brown eyes. “There are different types of hurt, Caitlin, and you’re fine now. I can promise you that.” She only nods. After all, there’s clearly a tangle of emotions buried beneath her words which would likely take years, if not decades, to unpack. Our romantic liaison isn’t meant for that, but I want to give her a sense of assurance regardless. The curvy girl is gorgeous, and she’s mine right now, so she’s under my protection. I decide to change the subject to something we’ll both enjoy. “Let me tell you more about this arrangement.” Caitlin smiles shyly.

“There’s more? Travis, you know I can’t
wear less than this.” My gaze travels appreciatively over her generous curves. “I know, sweetheart, and you look stunning. But I’m thinking about changing the terms so that it’s not lingerie anymore; it’s just walking nude with high heels throughout my house.” She giggles, her cheeks flushing pink. “Oh my god, what would your staff think?” I wink. “I pay them to keep their mouths shut. You’ll be good. But anyways, sweetheart, I work from home most evenings and occasionally on weekends too. When I’m in my study, I’d like you to be here beside me.”I would love to have Caitlin with me at my office at Simpson, too, but obviously, people would be concerned. My office has a glass wall that looks out onto the floor where my employees work. They’d notice a nude, lush woman kneeling beside me, obediently doing my bidding like a pet on a leash.

So I guess I have to settle for having her only at home. Come to think of it, I might be working from here a lot more often now. Yeah, that sounds good. Why not Everyone’s remote these days. Caitlin nods too. “Okay, I think. Can I bring a book or some material to read while you work?” I consider this for a second. “No, sweetheart. I’d prefer for you to wait obediently at my side. Occupy your thoughts with what I’ll be doing to your body once I’m free.” She blushes scarlet but nods. “Understood.” “Good. I leave early tomorrow morning so I likely won’t see you for breakfast, but we will have dinner together each evening. Nonetheless, the chef will prepare breakfast and lunch for you to enjoy. Get to know Petra; she’s very talented and can prepare any number of exotic dishes.” Caitlin’s eyes go wide.

“Oh, okay. Wow, that’s great, and I’ll
definitely take you up on that. But can I ask you a question Travis? Have you ever done this before?” she stammers a bit. The question catches me off guard. “What do youmean?”Her cheeks are fiery now. “I mean, have you ever had a girl live with you, not as a girlfriend, but more as a plaything? It seems like you know what you’re doing.” Ah, the million dollar question. I take my time answering. “Yes and no. I’ve tried, and there have been girls who stayed here, but no one lasted very long. It was unfortunate because I genuinely liked some of the ladies and thought things were going great, but somehow, expectations always crawled into the mix. As you know, that’s not what this is. This is a mutually beneficial transaction, fulfilled using sex and money.

I know the words are harsh, but I want to be straight with you. I’m not looking to get married, and there will be no wedding bells because that’s not the type of person I am.” Caitlin nods slowly, absorbing my words.  “Of course, Travis. I would never think otherwise.” “Good,” I say, my voice a little deeper than usual. “I’m glad we’re on the same page.” Then, she turns to me and her expression is so soft that I feel my heart melt. “I’m here for whatever you need, Mr. Simpson. I’m not looking to make you settle down. I’m just here to do your bidding.” My smile is positively ravenous then. “Good, because I think we’re going to get along perfectly.” She giggles a bit. “I think so, too.”I check the time on my wall clock. It’s nearly ten and beside me, Caitlin yawns subtly.

“You’ve had a long day, sweetheart, and so have I. We should both get some sleep. Tomorrow, we’ll go shopping. It’ll be fun.” She shakes her head, her breasts bobbling in time. “I can stay up if you need me to. I don’t mind.” My hand gently trails over her soft cheek. “No, that won’t be necessary, sweetheart. Let’s go get some sleep.” With that, we both stand and Caitlin takes my elbow to steady herself as we walk to the door. It feels right with that small palm on my arm, and we make our way slowly to her suite. Once she opens the door, I kiss her cheek decorously and then back away. “Sweet dreams, baby girl. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I can tell she’s confused that I didn’t come in, but it’s fine. We have plenty of time together, and I’ll be sampling those lush curves to my heart’s content within hours.

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