I threw the last of her suitcases into the cab and shut the trunk, walking around to the side of the car and hugging my wife.
"Be safe, have fun, make some money." I told her, planting a kiss on her forehead and smacking her ass lightly.
"Dont burn the house down while I'm gone" she replied, kissing me on the cheek and pinching me.
I opened the door for her and told her I loved her as she slid into the seat. She looked up at me and smiled, blowing me a kiss. I shut the door and stepped back, watching the cab drive away. Five days. She'd be fine for five days, and I'd have the house to myself. Well, mostly.
Her daughter would come around probably. She usually did when she got hungry or needed to sleep and none of her boyfriends could supply that for her. I turned and walked back into the house, shutting the door and taking in the silence.
Being lazy for a bit sounded nice, so I plopped down onto the couch and turned on the TV. It wasnt long before I passed out. When I woke up hours later, the sun was setting and the news was on. The weatherman droning on about a snow storm heading our way.
"Ya right," I said to the weatherman, "if you can predict the weather around here, I'm a monkeys uncle"
I stood up and stretched the sleep out of my bones, then headed for the kitchen. The fridge was bare, and I didn't feel like cooking anyway. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and ordered some pizza. I decided a shower was a good idea, so I hopped in, figuring that the pizza would be here shortly after I got out.
I opened the bathroom door, steam rolling out into the hallway, and walked into my room to get dressed. I checked my phone, and it said the pizza had been delivered. I walked out into the kitchen, and there sat her daughter, eating my pizza.
"I hope you didn't eat it all" I said
She looked up at me and rolled her eyes.
"No. I didn't eat it all." She retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
She flipped the box open and spun it around for me.
"Happy?" She asked
"When did you get here anyway?" I asked, stepping up to the box and grabbing a slice.
"I was hanging with Dillon when you're order came through, so I had him drop me off when he dropped off the pizza"
"I thought you were with that John kid, the one that works at the coffee shop?"
"You really don't pay attention to anything that goes on around here, do you?"
"Should I?" I asked her, as I bit into the pizza.
"God, your such a dick sometimes. I really dont know why my mom stays with you!" She said, getting up and storming off to her room
"Nice to see you too." I called after her
Her and I haven't really ever gotten along, it was just her and her mom for a long time before I came along. Now she blames me for stealing her mom and ruining her life. I found it pretty sad, shes really a sweet girl, and shes the spitting image of her mother. Shes a little under average height, dark hair and piercing, bright blue eyes. She had the body of a genetically blessed woman, she didn't have to work for her curves, they came naturally to her. She would definitely be breaking hearts for years to come.
I settled back down on the couch with my pizza and found a movie to watch. Two hours later, I realized that I hadn't heard anything from her since she got mad and stomped away. That was odd, usually she would come back out and keep arguing with me when she thought of another point. I walked back to her room and opened the door slightly.
She lay on her side, breathing deeply, clearly asleep. She was curled up in a little ball, and she looked like she was freezing. Those jeans she was wearing were full of holes, showing plenty of skin, and her shirt was little more than a bra. I walked into the room and grabbed a blanket, staring down at her. She really was beautiful. Her mother minus some wear and tear.
I noticed her curves again. Her hips, her ass. The way her chest rose and fell as she breathed. I reached out and brushes the hair out of her face and stared for a moment longer. Then I shook my head, draped the blanket over her and walked out.
Why was I so turned on right now? I wanted to go back in and start playing with her. Feel her bare skin under my hands. Hear her breathing heavily, moaning and asking me for more. Feel myself inside her.
Porn it was then, I needed to get off. It had been a while since her mom and I had done anything, and I hadn't rubbed one out for a few days. That was probably it. I went into the bathroom and took care of my business, careful to be quiet and not wake her up.
With that handled, I headed to bed. I crawled under the blankets and closed my eyes. Visions of her danced behind my eyelids. Her naked body sprawled out across my bed. Her legs spread wide, her looking at me and beckoning me. I drifted off to sleep imagining myself inside my step daughter.
