Louise and her stepdaughter Beki were looking forward to a fresh start as they moved home. Despite their best efforts, too many people at their old home realised that they were both sluts for Louise's liking and Louise thought this was a chance to tone down some of the sexual excesses of the last few years after her separation and divorce from Dave. She'd enjoyed herself and sex with her son Tim and her stepdaughter Beki would probably still continue, but it had all got a bit too much. Beki meanwhile was not interested in toning anything down but saw the move as an opportunity for fresh meat. They were just moving in and Beki already had her eye on an older neighbour who seemed to live on his own.
The move to a new town was partly driven by Louise's job, and Beki also had decided to belatedly enrol on a college course at the age of 21. She had enjoyed the carefree lifestyle but didn't want to be pigeon-holed as a blonde bimbo. Ironically, both Beki and her mum had dyed their hair blonde in the last couple of years and enjoyed acting the bimbo when it suited them, but Beki knew that despite what she let men think she was in control. She could use her tits and body to get men to do anything for her, and she loved the feeling of power when she turned a man, or another woman come to that, into her personal sex slave. The more uptight and reserved they were at first, the greater the thrill to completely corrupt them and make them willing to do anything and everything.
It wasn't hard to get Steve to help them unload their self-drive rental van as they moved in. All they needed to do was be friendly and play the needy female card and he was lumping boxes back and forth for them. Beki engaged Steve in conversation and confirmed that he was single and despite being in his mid-40s he had not been married. Beki also noticed fairly quickly that he wasn't openly lusting after her or her mum, which was a strange experience for her. However, she was pleased to see that he couldn't completely keep his eyes off their breasts, and she managed once or twice to bump into him and confirm he had a firm erection in his pants.
Over the course of the first couple of weeks, Louise and Beki both invited Steve to pop over and established that he worked for a charity in Newcastle and also attended a local church. Louise mentioned that she had been going to a church in North Wales, although she neglected to mention that she had had to leave it when she was caught having sex with the pastor's son and one of his friends. Steve was always respectful and didn't seem to pick up on the subtle flirting that both Louise and Bei started to introduce.
"Do you reckon Steve could be a virgin?" Beki asked her mum one day.
Louise laughed. "Maybe, but not for long around you! Just go easy on him. We don't want to scare him away!" replied Louise.
"I don't know, I bet I could get him to fuck me within a month," challenged Beki. She knew that when she set her sights on a guy, they couldn't say no. Even if Steve had high morals, she would have him wrapped around her little finger soon enough.
"Ok, £10 says he provides more of a challenge than you think!" said Louise. She too was happy to join in Beki's game, and maybe even screw Steve (who was much more her age) if she got a chance. "Maybe I can beat her to seducing him," thought Louise silently as she agreed on the bet.
Steve had never known as much female attention as he received in the next couple of weeks. He wasn't ugly by any stretch of the imagination but somehow he always ended up stuck in the friend zone with members of the opposite sex. His work and friendship circle were mainly routed in his church, so even the brief relationships he had had were very reserved and he never pushed anyone beyond kissing. Sex was for marriage, and so he never tried to get anyone into bed. That is not to say that his thought life was quite so pure and, as Louise and particularly Beki teased him, he found himself increasingly having to fight off inappropriate fantasies of what he would do to either of them. These fantasies usually ended up with him masturbating and then feeling really guilty, but his hand and watching porn on his laptop became increasingly a source of sexual relief.
After a couple of weeks of non-stop flirting, Louise invited Steve over for a coffee. He had not really connected much with previous neighbours but Louise and Beki were always very welcoming and Steve beat himself up internally about his inner fantasies about them even as he kidded himself that he was just being a good neighbour in accepting invitations for drinks or even a meal. Beki was upstairs but came down with the pretence of showing her mum a new bikini she had just bought. Steve squirmed in his seat as Beki appeared in a two-piece bikini that showed more of Beki's flesh than it concealed. Her firm, large breasts were practically falling out of her top and it was all Steve could do not to sit and stare open mouthed at her bulging chest. Louise played along and got Beki to turn around and show them her ripe arse barely concealed in the bikini bottoms.
"What do you think Steve? Do you like what she is wearing?" asked Louise.
Steve could barely respond, and both Louise and Beki grinned as they noticed that a damp spot was developing on Steve's jeans as he gaped at the sight of this gorgeous 21-year-old. Louise realised that she had probably lost her bet as Beki leaned in and kissed her and then Steve on the cheek and thanked them for their feedback. Steve quickly excused himself after Beki had retreated upstairs, and Louise was fairly certain he had headed home to beat himself off to thoughts of her stepdaughter. Louise had been taking things slow with Steve, but despite being 20 years younger Beki was more confident and forward in seducing people and having her way with them. Steve still hadn't done anything at all, but Louise knew that it wouldn't be long now before Beki had him in her grasp. Knowing Beki, this would probably be in the grasp of her tight pussy or even her arse.
Beki decided to try and move things along fairly quickly after this, so it was just a couple of days later that she decided to try and get Steve into bed. It was a wet Friday evening, and Beki asked her brother Tim to get their mum over for some mother son sex. Tim was of course happy to oblige. It was now a few years since he and Beki had started having sex with each other and his mum, and Tim loved it. He had since married his long-term girlfriend Gill, but she was perhaps a bigger sexual freak than him and had no problem with him fucking his mum or sister or whoever he wanted. They had decided to move up to North East England with the family, and Gill often joined in with their sex games. This evening, Gill was visiting some friends in Scotland, so Tim had his mum to himself.
Beki meanwhile dressed up in a white blouse and short skirt and went out for a few drinks with friends. Of course, she was hit upon by a few guys who she might have went with on another night, but this evening her sights were set on Steve. Steve was sat at home watching TV and drinking wine, with no clue as to the life changing events that were about to take place.
It was just after 10 that Beki decided it was time to head home and put her plan into action. She was glad of the rain that was making her top almost see through and adding to the bedraggled look that she wanted for her set up. As she knocked on Steve's door, she felt herself getting wet as she imagined how the next few hours could go.
"Hi Steve," she said as he opened the door to his home. "My mum's went out and I forgot my keys. Can I come in for a bit?"
Steve stood in shock as he looked at Beki with damp hair and a top that was practically see transparent because of the rain. Although a small voice in his head was warning him that this was a bad idea, he could not really turn Beki away as she stood there dripping wet.
"Do you have glasses?" asked Beki as she walked into his lounge and pulled a bottle of vodka out of her bag.
"I don't drink Vodka, but I can get you a glass," replied Steve as he struggled manfully not to stare at Beki's body as she sat down on his couch.
