It was looking like a hot July weekend. I had gone to the cottage a few days before to get everything ready for the rest of the family to come up. I got all the groceries, tidied up a bit inside, mowed the lawn and redid the flower bed. This was my sanctuary. I had actually bought it while I worked in the area instead of renting and wasting my money giving it away to someone else. The family had been up to stay with me at various times over the past few years at the different places I was at, the kids would come up individually during the summer and stay for a week or so and the missus would come up maybe once every few months for a weekend. This place was different though, i owned it for about a year now and it was nice to have a place that was mine and I was able to have some pride in. Even now with my contract being done and having a summer off to relax, the place felt even better. My daughter and step daughter were up the year before with their boyfriends and this weekend my step son, James, and my wife, Julie, were supposed to be coming up. James had never been and he had been looking forward to finally seeing the place and hitting the beach with his mom. I am not really one for sand and water so I always bugged the kids to come up and go swimming with their mom to help keep her entertained. It was always bitter sweet when someone came up with Julie though, I knew for sure I wouldn't be getting laid when there was a kid around, (even though James was seventeen and probably wasn't new to anything sexually related), but I was glad to see everyone have fun by being able to relax and have a carefree weekend.
Friday night had come and everyone was supposed to be arriving around nine. Julie usually got off work around five and started off on her three hour trip to get here shortly after that. I always looked forward to her arrival.
She was forty four, short, about five two, green eyes, blonde hair halfway down her back, a little chubby but nice curves, beautiful c cup tits with pink nips and an amazing bubblebutt.
She frustrated the hell out of me though. I was lucky to get laid once a month, and my appetite was more like every other day. She was a beautiful woman that I could rarely touch. I was sure that she had been fucking someone at the office, the years spent at a distance due to the work situation I am sure started to drive her to find a more convenient cock. I confronted her about it once, which she obviously denied, but it didn't help me to understand why my sex life was in the shitter.
Oh well, I must admit that the thought of her fucking someone else did turn me on. I jacked off to that fantasy quite a few times, envisioning her blowing her boss in his office and then bending over his desk to take a huge dick deep inside. I could hear her low moans and the "oh my gods" and the "you're so fucking deep". I was sitting on the couch jerking it to that exact fantasy when I heard the car pull up. I guess maybe I should have started a little sooner, maybe I could have at least finished.
I tucked everything away, straightened myself up and went over to open the door. "Hi honey! " I said.
"Hello dearest", came the reply along with a higher pitched "Hi dad".
I peeked around Julie to look at the back of the open hatch on the SUV. "Danielle? What are you doing here, I thought James was coming up?"
"Nice to see you too." Came the response, along with a hard slam of the hatch.
"Come on, don't take it that way. That's not at all what I meant, I just was expecting your brother that's all." I said as pushed past me in the doorway.
And so it begins is all I could think. My step daughter, Danielle, and my relationship was definitely hit and miss. Some days it was great and we could talk and laugh about anything, other days she was a bitch from hell. At nineteen, I thought she would have been over the proverbial moody teenager stage, but alas, no such luck. This was going to be a very long weekend if this is attitude she was going to have.
"James wasn't feeling very well, so he decided to just stay home. I brought my other swimming buddy instead." Julie chimed in, trying to ease the tension before it got started.
"Oh, well at least you'll still have fun, that's the main thing."
"Where is my bed?" Danielle asked. "Do you still have that blow up guest bed thingy?"
"No, that broke last year when your sister was up, I got this pullout bed in the couch when I updated the furniture earlier this year. You get to be the first to try it out."
"Hmm, yeah....O.K." was the only sarcastic answer Danielle supplied.
I just rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. "You guys want some munchies and something to drink?"
"Yeah it's been a long drive, an ice cold pop and some chips sounds good right now." Julie answered with her eyes all fluttery.
"Don't do that," I laughed, "I'm already getting some, no need for the "please do this for me" look."
I poured out some drinks and set a bowl of chips on the table. Danielle was already into looking for something to watch on T.V. along with intermittent texts to god knows who. Julie and I proceeded to talk about her day and stuff that I had been doing over the past few days. We wasted a couple of hours yapping to each other, when we noticed that that Danielle was starting to do the head bob in the corner of the couch.
"Hey, don't fall asleep yet, we need to make up the pullout." We kicked her out of her corner, moved the coffee table and proceeded to get everything made up.
"There ya go," I said, "all set just for you, me and your mum are off to bed too, so we'll see you in the morning."
