My stepmom has always been one of those women who you can tell just thinks she is better than everyone. I could tell it from the day my dad decided to marry her and officially have her and her son join our family. Her attitude about life and me in particular drove me crazy but also for some reason made me want her so I could put her in her place, something my dad obviously never learned how to do.
Before we get started let me describe my stepmom, Stephanie. She is around 43 years old and stands at 5'6" with dirty long dirty blonde hair that has hints of grey at the front. Her hair she normally wears it in a single ponytail. She is curvy and if I had to guess right around 200 lbs, Her cup size is around 32 c and she has a tight small ass. She never shows off what she has and generally wears baggy clothing. Now we can get into the good part ;)
I had shown up at my Dad's house with coffee like I generally do on the weekend. When I arrived and put my car in park, looking around their driveway I could only see Stephanie's car, which meant everyone else happened to be out of the house today, leaving me with just her for who knows how long" Great" I mumble to myself and slowly open the door of my car grabbing the coffee's I had got for everyone including her specific order of an Iced tuxedo with extra whipped cream and light ice.
I make my way down their lawn and up the bright red porch, honestly trying to figure out how long I was going to be stuck with the wicked witch and be told about how I am messing up by her. Even from the porch before I opened the door I could hear a slight noise but couldn't place what it was or if they were words or just someone making noise in the block.
When the door opens I could quickly hear that it is coming from inside the house, it sounded like someone was trying to move furniture but then I could hear " Are you fucking kidding me" in Stephanie's voice coming from the direction of my parent's bedroom. " Hello?" I call out while moving to put the coffee down on the tile counter in the kitchen " Oh Dylan, thank god" I hear her respond back to me from my parent's room. " Help please" She whines out, followed by the sound of furniture trying to be moved again. I quickly make my way down the hall to the last bedroom, pushing the door open.
When I swing that door open, I am greeted with the sight of Stephanie on her hands and knees, with her head and shoulders under my parent's bed, her baggy loose-fitting pant, still somehow cupping her tight ass, with her baggy black t-shirt bunching up and exploring the middle of her back. I couldn't help but blink a few times trying to keep a mental image of her in this position for later.
" I was trying to get, One of your dad's, boxes but my hair and necklace got stuck in the frame under here" Quickly brings me out of my trance, my eyes glancing her over. " How can I help?" I ask while I move closer behind her, my eyes glued to her ass. " Just try and pull maybe, you can get me out that way" She huffs out and shakes her head yelping slightly as her hair gets pulled more.
I quickly move my hands own, letting them graze over the ass that I have thought about multiple times in my Life. I finally stop my hand just above the waistband of her jeans tugging as she cries out and whines. " Let me get more leverage," I say softly, quickly pressing my crotch against her ass, just now realizing I had an erection as I pull harder against me, groaning slightly as our clothes rub together and my cock can almost fit in between her cheeks if only our clothes weren't in the way
" You're really stuck" I huff softly, my hips grinding against her gently while I try pulling her. " We might need to call Dad home for help". All I got in response was another quick whine and a " No! Just fucking get me out!" She raises her voice slightly. "Can't you fucking do something right" She growls out. I shake my head slightly even in this position she found a way to be a bitch..
I had to deal with that from her daily, and today with her in this position I knew it was time to show her where she belonged in this family. " Fine, ill fucking get you out, I just need more leverage" I shake my head slightly when that leaves my mouth, my hands tugging at her jeans hard. I shake my head more when they don't budge, moving one hand to undo the button on her jeans. "What the fuck are you doing!" She yells out from under the bed. " I just need a better grip" I shoot back and smirk.
When I got her jeans tugged down to her knees, I was greeted with the sight of her pale tight ass, with red lace panties on, hugging her ass perfectly. I couldn't help but take my hand away and pull my phone out quickly moving to take a picture for later. After I take the picture. I could hear her ask " What was that" She huffed while I ignore her, my hands gripping her waist as I get back in position, crotch pressed against her ass, as I give her a light yank not wanting to get her out, just wanting her to think I am.
