I had thought long and hard about letting Zack stay as my lodger. Tina didn't seem bothered, but I could tell she considered our friendship at an end. She told me she was going on holiday with Danny, Brian, and Faye. She just looked at me waiting for my reaction. I told her I wasn't bothered, but deep down it hurt like hell.
Zack was helping me cope with the mortgage so I could keep the house. Brian was moving with Faye to Liverpool to work for his boss's new company. He did come and see me and ask if it was true that Zack was going to move in. I didn't lie I mean how could I? I told him it was short term, to help me pay for the house, and now that Zack was dating I think he believed me.
I had gone back to working part time, at my old job in the typing pool where Faye used to work. My wedding rings had gone, but for some strange reason I wore Zack's ring never taking it off, anyway he didn't seem bothered.
Like I said Zack had a girlfriend, and whether you believe me or not, we hadn't ever had sex since he moved in, we came close I will admit, but I had already had first hand experience of what being unfaithful could do. I had only met Zack's girlfriend a few times, but I didn't really like her that much. But I did reminisce about what Zack had made me do the few times I played with myself.
The men at work that knew my husband didn't hit on me. But I had declined several offers of dates from others that worked there. It was just too early for me to start dating again, and I felt fragile as far as men were concerned. I thought I had gotten over Brian so well, but I think the aftershock had hit me now.
My stepfather had taken to visiting me quite often. At first it was down to mum making sure I was alright. But just lately he seemed to come round for no real reason. I don't think he even told mum sometimes. I remembered the look on their faces when I told them both Zack was moving in as my lodger. While mum was shocked, my stepfather gave me a little sly grin.
"So where is he?"
"At the pictures with his girlfriend," I replied.
"Are you jealous?"
I thought about his question and shook my head. I didn't like where this was going.
"You haven't dated anyone yet have you Sylvia?"
I stayed facing the sink, "it's too close to Brian, I, I just can't."
"You know I haven't got long left now don't you? Your secret is still safe with me."
I felt him close behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck. I went rigid as his nose sniffed my hair.
"I bet you're lonely aren't you? Especially as Zack has a girlfriend now."
His nose was circling around the back of my head, just sniffing my hair. I felt his lips on my bare neck just trailing over it; he tugged at my earring with his mouth as he groaned. I forced myself away from him, cursing myself for standing there too long. The front door opened at that time, and Zack came in with his girlfriend.
My stepfather knew I was giving in, several times now he had just openly leered at my breasts; I just ignored him, pretending I hadn't noticed. Just last week when he came to take me shopping with mum, I had worn a mid thigh length skirt. I blushed like mad as he trailed a hand up the back of my thigh, as we waited for mum in the multi-storey car park.
"How is Zack, looking after you is he?"
I could feel my skirt rising slowly as his hand worked its way up. I just stood there feeling my heart thumping, as a finger worked its way into my panties. I was shaking with excitement as he touched up his stepdaughter!
"Stay there," he hissed, as we saw my mum coming out of the lift in the distance.
I felt his fingers wriggling between my ass cheeks. The bastard was after my asshole, and I was just letting him! He used several fingers to push my cheeks apart, and I felt another worm its way into my ass! I watched mum approach as we just stood behind the car. All she could see was our head and shoulders over the car roof.
"Oh Sylvia I do believe you are enjoying this?" he whispered in my ear.
His finger explored places that until recently I never knew could get me feeling excited. It was something that disgusted me a few months ago, but here I was letting my stepfather finger me where he wanted. He gave a final sharp thrust and his finger went further than before, it forced me to take a small step forward. What it pushed past or invaded I didn't want to think about. But he pulled his finger out just as quick, leaving me stumbling a little.
"Your mum likes it too," he mumbled close to my ear.
My mouth dropped open in shock. Thinking about my mum having sex was bad enough, but anal sex was extremely difficult to imagine!
She smiled that little protective smile of hers, the one that said 'I know you have had a difficult time, but mummy will look after you, I won't let you down.' I watched as she handed my stepfather a chocolate ice-cream, and me a strawberry one. I watched her wipe the melted ice-cream from her fingers with a tissue.
"I thought dad asked for strawberry too?" I asked.
"Oh he likes chocolate Sylvia; he's got that for dessert tonight too."
I watched a little grin between them, and my stepfather licked the chocolate off his dripping hand, as mum got into the car.
He winked at me, "I know what you are thinking, and yes your mother likes it up her ass."
I sat in the back seat in amazement, wondering if he really meant it! I remembered back several years ago my mum seemed to tease him. She would often say chocolate treat night tonight. Now I know what that meant. I sat in the car feeling where his finger had been. It was almost like it was still in there. Mum had to ask me a question for a second time to get me to respond.
Zack came in with his girlfriend and my stepfather soon left. We had tea and watched the telly. Zack and his girlfriend cuddled up on the couch. I could see out of the corner of my eye that her hand was on his lap. She seemed to be gently squeezing his cock; obviously they thought I hadn't noticed. I just sat there trying hard to concentrate on the telly, but I was beginning to think back to the things Zack had made me do. Did he do similar stuff with her? I doubted that, she seemed as forceful as he was.
"You don't mind if I stay the night do you?" she asked, curling a brown ringlet of hair around her finger.
This wasn't a request it was more of a statement. Her hand was gently squeezing his cock. When I looked into her eyes she was almost sneering at me.
"N, no, I'm going for a bath," I mumbled.
That night I could hear them. Sabrina was urging him to fuck her harder. I could hear Zack grunting, and finally he must have shot into her.
The following morning I passed the open bedroom door. Zack was licking Sabrina's left nipple. I just stood in shock as she looked up at me. She had a big grin on her face.
"Fuck me again Zack, please?"
She looked at me the whole time she spoke, and kept looking until I shuffled away.
I was downstairs when I heard them screwing. Sabrina seemed to be making more noise than was necessary. An hour later she came into the kitchen.
"I've got to go to work, Zack is still in bed. I hope we didn't make too much noise?"
She laughed as she headed for the door, giving me no time respond.
I was angry and fed up with the little bitch. I went upstairs to tell Zack she wasn't welcome here anymore. There he was sleeping on the bed, no covers on his body, and his cock hanging to one side. I watched him sleeping for quite some time. My pussy was already feeling wet, as I slipped a finger into my dressing gown. My mouth hung open, and my breathing became heavier. I just watched his cock the whole time.
"Why don't you come in?"
I jumped and looked up to see he was now watching me. Those cold black staring eyes were back in his head, the same eyes that frightened me, but also gave me such a thrill. I swallowed and moved forward.
"Fuck here we go again, does she never learn?" my brain asked my heart.
"She is divorced now, let her have some fun, besides I need a good work out, it's a long time since I was put through some serious exercise." my heart answered.
He started to kiss me slowly and I melted. I felt his finger tips wriggling on my pussy lips, until he had opened up the wet folds. His tongue grazed my clit and I groaned again. I pulled away and went into the bathroom. Zack had followed me and I turned round facing him.
"What about Sabrina?" I asked, in one last feeble attempt.
"Do you really care?" he replied, and then thrust his thumb into me.
"No!" I screeched, as I pulled hard on his curly black hair.
His tongue licked me, and his thumb fucked my dripping cunt. I was whimpering and shuddering, realising how much I had missed this. I felt him tug at my nipple quite roughly. I groaned and winced, but I covered his hand with mine so he didn't stop. My eyes opened, and I caught sight of myself in the mirror. The lust filled expression on my face, just seemed to emphasise how much I needed this. His fingers tugged at my nipple even harder.
"It hurts Zack," I groaned.
"Do you want me to stop?"
I thought about it just for a second, "No, pull it harder, I don't, care."
Two fingers replaced his thumb and they fucked me rapidly. My legs began to buckle, and I had to grab the sink that my ass was pressed against. I looked down at his fingers that pinched and pulled my nipple. He had moved slightly, and now he was tugging and pinching my fleshy tit. I watched red marks appear on my white skin. It all became too much, I screamed and moaned my way to my best orgasm in months!
He sat back on the carpet looking up at me. His face was red and looked quite wet.
"I need a shower," he said quietly.
