The Step-Father

Dirty Landry

    I remember the wedding. She looked so happy. In fact I never seen her so happy. It was a small wedding. She wanted it that way just me, the baby, and of course the bride and groom. We each had one friend along with us. Of course the bride had her bridesmaid and the groom had his best man. I brought my best friend Amber.

      Shane had flew us to his brothers piece of Hawaii. Which was surprising when I think about it now because of the fact that his brother wasn't even at the wedding. At first it seemed the wedding was going to be a big mess, which I would have loved, but it turned out really good. I know you are thinking I'm evil or hateful for wanting my own mother's wedding to be a disaster. At the end of the day my only response is what kid wouldn't feel that way in our situation.

         I have to admit there little beach wedding was really cute. the scenery, vows, and all around vibe mixed really well. I still hated the fact that I had almost half the beach stuck between my toes and sadly to say my butt. That's parsley my fault anyway. I know to never sit on the beach right next to moving currents. Yet I couldn't help it; it was so beautiful and relaxing to me in the middle of my mental storm.

        Speaking of sandy, I need to wash my clothes. I got dirt from somewhere all over my jeans. Maybe it was from those moving trucks. Damn it, Something told me to put some of those boxes in my car. I'm just lucky we didn't bring any little unwanted guest with us. If you know what I mean. I had a hard time finding where the washer and dryer. Asking Charles was no help either, he knew of course but instead he started telling me that the maids do the washing. I wasn't really trying to hear it. Im not exactly used to other people washing my underwear and stuff. I mean I've been washing my own clothes since I could remember. It felt like it took me hours to get him to tell me. And when he told me I damn near got lost looking for the room.

        "Can you please explain to me why you are trying to steal my maids job." A voice said coming from the door way. I already knew who's voice it belonged to at this point, thanks to the late night juice scare. I rolled my eyes as I continued to put my clothes in the wash. "well, go on explain yourself." He said. By the tone of his voice I could tell he wasn't upset. He was actually trying to make a joke about it. "You explain to me why you are down here bothering me and I'll explain how I can do my own Landry." I said turning to him.

          He smiled " well at lest you didn't roll your eyes this time. Your mother would roll her eyes to when I tried to be funny and failed too." He said walking in. "Are you really going to keep doing that?" I asked while I turned around to go back to my clothes. "doing what?" He said, I wasn't really feeling the whole play dumb thing. "ugh, every fucking thing I do, are you really going to keep comparing us. I'm not her! If you want I'll count the ways." I snapped.

          I realized I was throwing my clothes In the washer. I stopped, took a deep breath as I leaned on the washer, not looking at him. "I miss her too, I'm sorry if I made you upset about it, I guess its just my way of getting past it. that's why I'm trying so hard to get you to like me. I was hoping we could get though it together." He said as he jumped up to sit on top of the dryer.

        I felt like a bitch, i didn't really think he actually cared about my mom like that. I mean he's still young , hell she was older then him anyway, he still had time to start over. He could remarry, but i respected the fact that he wanted to be a good father to my brother. I felt really bad that i made him admit this to me, without even trying. I felt horrible by forgetting that he was human.

        I still didn't like him, for what reasons I'm not real sure. out of no where there was a loud crash, which must have scared the hell out of me because i jumped in his arms. He smelled really nice, and his chest, ugh, i could lay there all day. What the hell was i thinking. I quickly let him go. "you stay here I'll go see what happen, I'll come back to get you when and if its OK." He said walking out the door.

       I'm not going to lie i was a little confused. Why my mind hated Shane, but my body craved him. I know i haven't had sex in a long time, but it hasn't been that long enough for me to just want anything. If that was the case i would have felt the same about every guy that I see. I went back to doing my laundry, maybe that'll help me clear my mind.

     When i heard the door open i almost had a heart attack. I grabbed something that looked like it could be used as a weapon.  I swung, and hit him right in the face. " its OK, its me." Shane struggled to say trough his pain. " damn it, i told you about that shit. Give me a warning that your there, I'm sorry." I said hanging him something to clean the blood from his nose. " what the hell happened out there?" I asked holding his head back as he plopped back up on the dryer. " my gardener, he was mowing the lawn and ran over a rock and it flew in a window." He said.

    " hey what am i using to clean my nose?" He asked.  I honestly didn't know i just grabbed something i had just took out the dryer. It had an  animal print on it, which didn't help because i had a lot of animal print things. He took it off his face, and checked if the bleeding stopped.

      Thankfully, the bleeding had stopped. He started to open the balled up cloth. The washer had stopped so i turned to put the wet clothes in the dryer really quick, i was sure it was just a towel anyway.    

           "What are you doing with animal print underwear Missy?" He asked, and by the tone of his voice i could tell he was making a joke. "Oh, haha, you're real funny." I said turning to him. Oh shit, it was underwear. How embarrassing, "Shit!" I said when i snatched them from him. He was laughing so hard, it was like he was one of those tickle me elmos that broke and wouldn't stop laughing.

         "That shit ain't funny." I said. "If its not funny then why am i laughing?" He struggled to get over his laughing. He was rude and an ass. i had a fear i was going to slap him with the detergent, so i walked away. "Aww, come on you have to admit that was funny." He said following me. " no." I said rolling my eyes. He grabbed my arm and hugged me. " what the fuck are you doing?" I said trying to get out of his arms. "You seriously need a hug. I'm sorry I shouldn't have laughed, i would be embarrassed if that happened to me too." He said  tightening his bear hug.

         Why was he so strong? Damn steroid filled giant, let me go, before i start thinking of how hard your chest is. Or how great you smell, why do you smell so damn good? I stop fighting his hug because i knew he wasn't going to let go if i kept fighting. "I'm not going to let you go until you hug me back." He said, shit, i knew it. Why did he want me to hug him?

      I really wanted to, but at the same time i really didn't want to. So many things went through my head. Like what if I did hug him, what if he took me back in the Landry room and go to town on me. Why was i thinking about that? Ugh stop, get out of my head.

    I hugged him back, and ugh that felt so good. He pulled me closer, but released the bear hug grip. I lied my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat. He was calm, really calm. I think i had got to comfortable, because i felt myself get lost , and closer. He lied his chin on the top of my head.

        I closed my eyes, and i felt calm. For some reason i felt like i wanted to sit down. I could feel myself swaying back and forward. I pressed against him, i thought maybe it'll stop me from swaying. Accidentally, i felt his dick on me. Ugh, it was, just ugh. I didn't know they could get that big.

    I felt wrong for wanting to feel it but in different areas. At the same time it felt so right. I don't understand why i wanted him, or why i didn't want him. This isn't right, I pushed myself away. Well at least i tried to. He tighten up his hug, he didn't want to stop.

     I was afraid if i kept hugging this man i would do much more. So i pushed even harder away. "oh, I'm sorry. I forgot...never mind. I'm sorry." He said looking down at the ground. He walked away  as i went back in the Landry room to finish my clothes.

          I could still feel it, his dick on me. I felt a chill down me back. Ugh, why did he turn me on so bad. I'm not supposed to feel this way about a grown man, better yet my step dad. Ugh i hated how that sounded, step dad. I sat on top of the dryer, and tried to get this out of my head. And stop my body from melting away from the thought of his touch.