Lesbian Smut One Shots (wlw / sapphic)

2 - Mommy

  I sit at the dinning table, absolutely annoyed.

My dad had married a new woman, again. What is this, like his 5th marriage? Ever since my biological mother died when I was 5, my dad has remarried and remarried. I'm now 22.

I had long figured out that my dad would never really stick to one woman and they'd always end up divorcing so I gave up getting attached to them. I gave up caring about them. But yet, my dad still tries to force me to form sone kind of bond with them. Even when I'm a grown adult.

Okay, well, technically I still live at my dads home, so perhaps I'm not fully as independent as I want to be but hell, I'm trying to move out one day! College is just my main focus right now.

Back to my current problem, my dad married this new woman a couple weeks ago, and she's now moved in and is living full time with us. Just when I was enjoying living by myself and my dad, a new stranger is here. My dad says to be nice to her, that she is the "one".

Sure.

My dad had to leave on a business trip for a week so it's just been me and her. Her.

Truthfully, I really have no reason to hate her. She's actually nice, kind, and treats my dad well. She's the same to me, which is new. She's a trophy wife, of course, cleaning the house and cooking the meals, and it seems like they're oh so in love. But come on, I know she married my father for his money, they all do.

But hey, do I blame them? The economy is rough now a days. But does that mean I like them? No. But at least this one is bearable to live with.

And I see why my dad likes her so much. She has big tits and ass, a thin waist and a pretty face. She's around 40 looking 20. As a lesbian, I can admit she's fucking hot.

I even catch myself staring at her, I can't help it.

Now, since it's just me and her alone at the house, it's been pretty awkward. I hate it. She makes food for us and we eat at the dinner table while she tries making small talk. Can't she take a fucking hint? I don't like her.

I give short answers like yes, no, and never contribute to the conversation. But it doesn't seem to even PHASE her.

It's the afternoon right now, I just got back from one of my lectures and she greeted me at the door and told me to sit down as she's prepared food for us. Great. I had wanted to go straight to my room but I can't anymore. I didn't want to talk to anyone. My girlfriend, well ex girlfriend now, had broken up with me and left me for her "soulmate". I'm pissed at the world.

I'm pissed at everything.

This was the last thing I needed.

I hear footsteps approach and I look up, my step mom had changed clothes and was bringing me my plate of food. I couldn't help but stare at her low cut shirt that put her breasts on display. Her shirt was tight fitting and hugged her curves just right. She wore a jean shirt with wedges. The hell was she dressing up for?

I said a plain, "Thank you."

She went back to the kitchen and bought her own plate along with two cups of water for us.

We began eating the salmon, silent awkwardness filling the room until she spoke, like she usually did.

"So how was your day?" She asked.

"Shitty." I replied bluntly.

She sat up, "Oh why?"

"My cheating ass girlfriend broke up with me. Im pretty sure she was cheating before anyway." I spurt out, my frustration making me say a whole actual sentence to her.