I was a typical twenty-year old girl on an early June Saturday morning. I was in my bed masturbating.
My new stepmother, Ginger, rapped on my door and came in. I managed to mostly cover up but I knew I had most of a tit out and that she could likely tell I had a hand on my pussy.
She asked me if I would be coming down for breakfast and I said "No" in a somewhat irritated fashion. She began to retreat wordlessly but stopped and looked at me. In a flash of understanding she smiled and said, "Sorry," then retreated.
Ginger was Dads third wife and was eight years older than me. I had hated the last one and was not all that fond of Mom but this one was making an effort to be my friend. I decided I needed to treat her better and resumed masturbating.
She and I wore the same sizes and had similar tastes. Neither of us had breasts to show off but we showed off what we had anyway. She was not taken aback when I told her I was a lesbian. Mom and wife number two had been scandalized.
After I got my orgasm I dressed and hurried to the kitchen. I found Ginger drinking coffee at the breakfast table. She gave me a smile and said, "Your breakfast is in the oven."
I smiled back, got my food out and sat to eat next to her. "Where is Dad?"
"On his way to the airport. The honchos at the home office in Chicago called him for a meeting this afternoon. He should be back tomorrow morning".
"Is he in trouble?"
"Unlikely. He is their fair-haired guy. He thinks they are going to approve his expansion proposal. What made you think he might be in trouble?"
"Well, for the second time in three years he married his executive assistant. That is a bit counter to the company's reputed family values."
"His last wife Irene was disliked by many more than just you and me. She convinced your father that he had made her pregnant but by the time he understood it was a lie they were married. A year later when she did become pregnant the vasectomy that he got before they married made it obvious it was not his baby and he divorced her.
She is now in a paternity battle with her counterpart at our biggest competitor. He is married, so far. They have also accused each other of company espionage. She will come out of this OK unfortunately. Both companies want it to go away and there will be a settlement."
"She will never get another top job," I said.
"No, but she will get a job at some small out of the way company. She will have it better than she deserves. People like her always do."
"I am sad to hear that. How did you and Dad hook up?"
I was Irene's assistant for six months and did all the work for her and she took all the credit. Your Dad knew that and named me as Irene's replacement. I accepted the promotion even knowing your Dad seduced everyone that would allow him to do so. I wanted him from the start but refused to accept his advances. We did not fuck until the honeymoon two years later.
The company suggested that I be replaced as his assistant because of the way his marriage to Irene had turned out. The honchos knew that I was nowhere near like her but it was a carrot to the stockholders. That is why I am again a teacher. I do love your father."
"I did not know all of that about Irene. I did not know you made him wait. I do know he loves showing you off."
"He is crazy doing that. Showing off a small tit, freckled faced, wild haired redhead is counterproductive. He should keep me seven steps behind him."
As she said that it occurred to me that I was the dirty blonde version of Ginger. Somehow that made me feel better.
She continued, "Irene was a tall, beautiful blonde with nice tits, perfect for him to show off."
I said, "Yes, they did look good together but look how that turned out."
I put my dishes up then walked to her and kissed Ginger's cheek. She seemed to be very surprised and very pleased. It was the first kiss I had given her.
"Third time seems to be the charm," I said as I left the kitchen.
As I got dressed to go to class I wondered if I had dropped my defenses against her too soon. Too late to do anything about it though, she was already my favorite Mom.
I taught my gymnastics class that Saturday morning and prepared to do my usual bumming around at the mall and look for pussy, but by the time I left the gym's parking lot I had changed my mind and drove home. It was eerily quiet in the house but Ginger's car was there so I was sure she was home.
As I walked past the entry to the den I saw her on the loveseat watching TV. She was naked and masturbating while watching one of my lesbian porn movies. She had obviously not expected me back until late in the afternoon, that had been my pattern.
I got there as she was plunging into a big orgasm and did not hear or see me so I stayed by the entry behind her and watched.
The first thing I noticed was that she masturbated with vigor and had big cums. I also noted that her cums came one after another like cars on a fright train.
"Dad must love that," I thought.
After the orgasm finished with her she kept playing with her pussy and tits as she concentrated on the movie. She wanted more.
I knew the movie well and knew that in five minutes the best sex scene in it would begin so I went to my room, got naked, and quickly returned to the entry. I was suddenly horny too.
Ginger had resumed masturbating with purpose. I began to masturbate with purpose. I did not last long and stopped after just one orgasm. Ginger was on her umpteenth.
I returned to my room, got dressed, and then snuck out the door. I could hear that she had rewound the movie back to the climatic scene.
I drove around for a while then called her on my cell phone. I told her that the mall was boring and asked if she would like to join me for lunch. She sounded somewhat out of breath, which surprised me; the movie should have been over by then.
She did say she would be ready by the time I got home from the mall. I did not tell her I was half way there but she was ready when I opened the door.
I was a college senior at our local university and many of my friends would be working the place I drove us to, "The Petals." It had good food, a college crowd of students and professors and a hint of lesbianism in the air; most of the wait staff was lesbian or bi like the owner.
Ginger and I were greeted warmly by a girl whose pussy I had feasted on and were shown to our table by a girl that had semi-regularly feasted on me, Marissa. She was very curious about Ginger so I introduced her as my new Mom. I put my arm around Gingers waist and as I did her elbow clamped down on my arm, holding it in place. She quickly put her arm around my waist so I clamped down on her arm too.
During our over an hour lunch a whole stream of friends came over to meet her. All seemed to be happy for me even though none said so. We both got some hugs on the way out.
Marissa's hug was as sensual as you can do in a crowded restaurant. She lined our tits up and pressed hers to mine, our bodies were in full contact when she kissed my cheek. She gave Ginger the exact same hug.
As we walked out Ginger giggled and quipped, "It feels great to be wanted."
I laughed and said, "Yes it does."
As I drove away I asked Ginger if she needed to do something that afternoon. She said "No" so I drove us to a miniature golf course.
"I love this place and the people here, especially the one who is the ticket seller on weekends. Her name is Nikki with two K's. Her family is Russian. She is my best friend and most frequent lover although we are not in a relationship. I will ask her to give you her number by the way; she always knows where I am. A warning before we start, I kill at mini-golf. Prepare to be destroyed."
