It was Billy Johnson's eighteenth birthday and his parents, Mr and Mrs Johnson were sitting in the lounge of their home discussing how to celebrate their son finally becoming a man.
"William's finally a man Howard," said Sharon to her husband, she always called him by his full name William, even though he preferred Billy and that's what everyone called him. Sharon Johnson was in fact Billy's stepmother. The beautiful blonde thirty one year old had married her older, fifty two year old husband after his first wife, Billy's real mother had died. Sharon was a natural, busty beauty. She was a real Californian beach babe. Sun bleached blonde hair, ample breasts, a great ass and long, long legs. For the four years she had been married to Howard their sex life had been incredible, although she always felt a little uncomfortable showing affection around Billy, the poor teenager always looked at her with lustful eyes. The skimpy outfits Howard always bought for her to wear probably didn't help.
"Not a man yet," replied Howard, strumming his fingers on his chin as if deep in reflection. He looked thoughtfully at his gorgeous wife. He and Sharon had just returned from a Sunday lunch with some of Howard's work colleagues and Sharon was dressed in a pair of skintight pink trousers and a white low cut halter top that displayed her ample double D breasts. Howard loved the way all his colleagues stared at his wife and lusted after her. It was actually a secret fantasy of his to see his beautiful wife with another man.
"He's eighteen," replied Sharon, "That makes him a man in my books."
"Not until he's been with a woman."
Sharon smiled, thinking for a moment that her husband was kidding, but he looked back at her with a serious expression, "Come on Howard, give him a break." Howard often hassled his son about getting a girlfriend, but Billy had either never really shown much interest, or wasn't good with the ladies. Sharon suspected the later as she'd found a small pile of pornographic magazines under his bed one day while cleaning his room.
"I'm serious!" said Howard, "I don't even think he's kissed a girl, let alone fucked one."
"Howard!" scolded Sharon, she didn't like him using foul language. Despite her good looks and sexual appetite Sharon was a bit of a prude at heart.
"I've decided to get him laid for his birthday," said Howard, "Make sure he's taught how to be with a woman."
"What?" replied Sharon, taken by surprise, "You're gonna get him a hooker or something?"
"No," said Howard matter of factly, "You're going to show him."
Sharon froze with shock and went pale, "No...what are you saying?" She had never refused her older husband anything.
"I want you to teach Billy about sex." The way Howard spoke made it very clear to Sharon that her husband had already made up his mind.
"I...I can't"
"You can and you will," Howard said firmly, "This will be perfect. I will tell my son how to be with a woman and you will help us. It's perfect!"
Sharon wasn't so sure, but she did not want to refuse her husband. The blonde woman swallowed rather nervously and remained silent.
"Perfect," repeated Howard Johnson rubbing his hands together.
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That evening Billy was sulking in the corner of the lounge watching TV. He had asked permission to go around to a friend's place to play on his Playstation but had been refused.
"It's your birthday and we're going to spend some quality time together as a family!" his father had insisted. The only upside as far as Billy was concerned was that his stepmother was wearing a particularly tight t-shirt that displayed her large breasts to perfection. Time to time through the evening Billy stole glances in her direction.
So Billy watched TV all night in an angry silence, until finally around 10 o'clock his father switched it off.
"We need to talk son," he said.
Billy groaned inwardly and reluctantly swiveled his chair around to face his father, "What?"
"Do you have a girlfriend Billy?" his father asked him.
"Dad!" groaned Billy, blushing a little. Talking about his sex life in front of his father and his sexy stepmother was the last thing he wanted to do on his birthday.
"Answer the question!" snapped his father.
"No I don't."
"That's okay son," replied his father, his tone surprisingly soft, "Are you still a virgin?"
Billy sensed what was coming, "Dad, we get taught about the birds and the bees in school, you don't need to give me that talk now that I'm eighteen."
"I'm not going to give you a talk," explained Howard Johnson, "Just answer my question, have you fucked a girl yet?"
Billy's blush deepened and he stole a quick glance over at his stepmom. Sharon seemed to be looking on with a somewhat resigned expression and listening intently. Billy sighed, "Yes I'm still a virgin."
"Okay son," his father nodded, appearing to have come to some decision, "You would have noticed that me and Sharon haven't given you your birthday present yet?"