It was only 4 pm when Stephanie heard her dad's truck pull up to the house, the revving of the engine waking her from her light afternoon slumber. She was enjoying the first week of summer break back home, after she had returned home from a busy semester with a number of exams towards the end. The weather was looking out for her though, it was wonderfully sunny and warm out and she appreciated their house's veranda out front and the peace and quiet that came when you didn't have any neighbors around for miles.
Stephanie's dad usually worked until 5 pm and then had to make the drive home which would take another 30 minutes, so she was surprised to hear him back so early. She stood up from the lounge chair and pulled down the skirt of her summer dress before walking through the screen doors into the living room.
"Hey Steph, can you help me get the groceries please." he called from the entryway. Stephanie went over to the car straight away, as her dad wasn't the most patient man when it came to household things like groceries or laundry. Those chores used to be done by her mother most of the time, but Stephanie's parents had gotten a divorce during her first year at college.
Stephanie still couldn't quite wrap her head around that, her parents had always seemed like they were happy together and there hadn't been any sign of an impending divorce when she moved out to her student dorm. They had gotten married right out of highschool after Stephenie's mom got pregnant with her, but both still achieved the careers they wanted, so Stephanie didn't think that was an issue. Her mom remained tight-lipped about the whole thing, when Stephanie asked about it during their weekly calls. Maybe she could find out what had happened during the weeks she would spend with her dad at home during the summer.
After they had carried in the massive amount of groceries her dad had bought, Stephanie started putting everything away while her father went to his office to set up his workspace there with everything he had brought from the office. The company had apparently decided to allow people to work from home when possible, so he'd be spending the summer working from his office here.
"Come on over to the bar, Steph. Let's have a drink to celebrate your coming home!" she heard her dad call from the living room.
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It was times like these when Derek really appreciated his large home further away from the city, even with the longer commute that it brought him. All the amenities that having this much space allowed, like his own bar station in the living room made for a very enjoyable time here, something he'd finally appreciate with taking most of his accumulated leave this summer.
Derek had spent the last 19 and a half years of his life stepping up, being a good father, a good husband and damn good at his job. He had provided for Stephanie and her mom and made sure they had a beautiful home and all the luxuries they wanted. And now look at where that had gotten him.
His wife had been a cheating cow right from the beginning, something she had only owned up to once their daughter had left for college, and it had turned out that Stephanie wasn't even his daughter at all. So now he was on his own again at 37, no wife and no kids with a large, beautiful but empty house.
But he had decided this time he'd go about life differently. No more stepping up for everyone else and working himself into the ground for nothing. This time he'd get what he wanted and enjoy all the nice things in life, starting with finally getting something in the bedroom again.
Derek had never been blind to what a beautiful young woman Stephanie had become. But ever since he had found out that she wasn't actually related to him, he had been free to think about her in whichever way he wanted. He was in great shape after all, and he had always been an attractive man at 6' 2'', even though his hairline was slowly but surely receding and there were more and more gray strands appearing now.
Stephanie was only 5' 3'' tall, but she had the perfect figure. Breasts that were more than a large handful but not droopy at all. A waist that nipped in just right from her wide hips and generous ass. And her reddish brown hair fell long and luscious in waves right to her waist.
And after all the money he had spent on her piano lessons, her teenage shopping obsessions, the mommy and me trips Steph and his ex-wife had left for every spring break and everything else - Derek felt he had a right to get something back for all of that, and so he would take what he wanted from the beautiful woman who was just now sitting down on one of his bar chairs.
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Her dad placed a large glass in front of her, filled with a pink fizzy drink that smelled of lemon and strawberries. In front of him was a tumbler with some ice and about an inch of brown liquid - maybe Whiskey? Stephanie wasn't all that familiar with the different alcoholic drinks that you could find in a bar. She could count the number of alcoholic drinks she had had on her two hands, and though many of her friends at college regularly went out to drink despite not being 21 yet, she rarely joined in. Many people on her degree of early childhood education weren't interested in partying either, quite a few already had children of their own or did this as their second degree.
